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Zhao Jia Jia stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, then turned around and followed Ning Yan in.

To him, she was indeed a completely unrelated person. Even if he hadn't lost his memories, with his father's matter at hand, he still wouldn't have treated himself so well.

However, if he still remembered her, his heart would probably be in torment. It would be better to be like this. She was the only one in pain.

That's good.

On the way back, Wu Can seemed to be in a bit of a daze. Su Changming asked, "What's wrong? What's the matter? "

Wu Chi shook his head, he was silent for a while, then asked, "Changming, what is the relationship between Zhao Jia Jia and Ning Yan?"

Su Changming's hand that was holding the steering wheel froze. He seemed to be at a loss as to whether to say or not. She sighed, "It's fine. If it's inconvenient for you to say it, it's fine even if you don't say it."

Su Changming frowned, but still said, "It's nothing. Ah Yan's mother was depressed, so the nanny didn't notice once when she jumped into the river and was saved by Zhao Jia. Ah Yan cared a lot about his mother, so he thanked Zhao Jia very much. Zhao Jia Jia and her sister were orphans. Since they were homeless, Ah Yan sent them to France to help them study. I don't know why I've brought them back recently. "

In other words, Zhao Jia Jia was their benefactor to the Ning Family. She and Zhao Jia, one was ashamed of the Ning Family, the other was grateful to the Ning Family, how could they blame Ning Yan for being different?

When he got home, Wu An was already asleep. He left a note on the table: "Sister, I didn't mean to deceive you about yesterday." Brother Jun said, "I shouldn't be too extreme. Mr. Ning is a good person. I won't interfere with you anymore." As long as you are happy, I will do anything.

She smiled wryly as she put the slip of paper into her palm.

Wu Chi had not slept well that night, she had dreamed of the jail, outside the prison corridor, in the middle of the night there were still people crying, she went out to see, a very young girl, perhaps only 20 years old, there crying in a low voice, very sad.

She wanted to go over and ask if there was anything she could do, but for some reason she couldn't move her legs. She could only stand there and watch. Only after that did the girl finally raise her head, her face full of tears. Only then did she see that the girl was actually herself.

Wu Chiang woke up covered in cold sweat. In the darkness, he heard his heart beating rapidly. She sat quietly for a while, then went to the kitchen to pour some water. She drank a cup of hot water, but her heart was still thumping. She lay down again, but could not sleep, and closed her eyes as if she were in prison.

She hadn't been to see Wu Nian Hao for a long time, and since she told him about it, she couldn't look at him as she used to look at him.

She knew it wasn't good for her to do this, but when she recalled the look of love and hatred she had towards Ning Yan before he lost his memories, she trembled all over. It was as if her heart was thrown into a washing machine, causing the world to flip upside down.

She was very surprised when she received Ning Yan's call in the morning. She didn't expect him to take the initiative to call her. He told her to go to the company to find him, saying it was related to the Wu Group.

Wu Huan was so excited that he didn't even eat breakfast. He changed his clothes and went out. Sitting in the car, his stomach felt like it was burning. He felt extremely uncomfortable as he drank a cup of boiling water.

She finally arrived at his company and met the secretary who blocked her last time. But the difference from last time was, this time, she directly brought him into Ning Yan's office.

Presumably, Ning Yan had already greeted her. She obediently sat on the sofa, waiting for Ning Yan to come out. Her stomach hurt even more. She wanted to ask her secretary to pour her a cup of hot water, but decided not to bother her. She held onto her chest, which was twitching from the pain, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Ning Yan pushed the door and walked in. There was a thin layer of sweat on Wu Chi's forehead. He glanced at Wu Chi, then picked up the phone and called his secretary to send a glass of water.

Warm water ran down her throat to her stomach, and she sighed.

Ning Yan took out a document from the drawer and placed it in front of Wu Chiang, "This is all the information for the Daleng project. When you finish dealing with this project, the Wu Group will start working."

She was shocked speechless, and after a long while, she suppressed her pounding heart and asked: "Why did you agree to help me so quickly? I thought that with your hatred towards me, you wouldn't let me go that easily. "

He was standing by the window, his back to Wu Chi. She could not see his expression, only his emotionless voice, "Because after this is settled, we will never see each other again. It's exactly because I hate you that I don't want to see your face again in the future. "

Word by word came into his ears, and Wu Chi managed to put these words together into a sentence. His mind went blank for a moment, and after thinking it over twice, he finally understood.

She slowly smiled and said, "Alright." She casually raised the water in her hand and took a big gulp. Only now did she realize that this seemingly hot water was actually extremely hot. It was so hot that it could cause one's throat to tighten.

After walking out of Ning Yan's company like a zombie, she suddenly didn't know where she was going. She leaned against the glass wall of the building, lost in thought.

The phone rang for a while, then she heard that it was Su Changming. He was leaving for England today, and was currently at the airport. It was unknown whether it was the buzzing of the phone or his own buzzing, but Su Changming was a little hesitant at first. He called out, "Small harm?"

Just like before, she casually asked, "Oh, Changming, did you see a beautiful blonde today?"

They talked about other things. Thus, Su Changming seemed to relax as well, taking the opportunity to talk about what was beside him. He had always been like this, his words were gentle and pleasant to listen to.

It took a long time for Wu Hi to acknowledge that he was listening.

She kept walking up and down, the transparent glass at her side, the speck of light behind the frosted glass door, and the faint sound of laughter.

It was time to get off work at noon. The white-collar workers walked out of the door in groups. Occasionally, someone passed by her side with a folder in his hand. A handsome man in a suit leaned to the side to avoid her.

As he listened to Su Changming's rambling over the phone, he realized that each petal of the flower was protruding from the top of the glass wall as it was illuminated by the light. He felt around with his fingers and realized that it was actually flat.

She groped for the flowers, tiny, silvery flowers with a silver base, and it took her a moment to recognize that they were roses, one after the other, pressed against the wall.

She thought of the previous time she went to room 109 with Ning Yan. It was a room filled with roses.

The other end of the line suddenly fell silent. Su Changming asked, "Little Huan, are you crying?"

She said, "No."

Only now did he realize that the ice-cold tears had long fallen onto his hands one by one, sparkling and translucent. He raised his hands to wipe them away, and the tears started to flow even faster.

She didn't know why, but she felt very sad. No matter what, she couldn't hold back her tears. Thus, she squatted down and silently shed tears.

"What's the matter with you?" Su Changming's voice sounded somewhat anxious.