Sadomasochism of a wealthy family: the CEO's favorite

Shen Yumo was thinking about something, and Zou Shihao was thinking about which color rope was on his wrist. The two of them were relatively silent no matter who they were, but it was only after four o'clock, and Zou Shihao sent Shen Yumo back directly.

Lying on the bed and thinking about what he saw and heard today, Shen Yumo was a little puzzled as to why he had that strange feeling.

Recalling the sudden neutral feeling he had earlier, Shen Yumo's heart couldn't help but jump hard, as if something bad had happened.

There is definitely a problem, otherwise I shouldn't feel that there is something unfamiliar.

Pressing his throbbing temples hard, Shen Yumo felt that his spirit had reached the verge of collapse, and he was going crazy.

Why, why can't I remember those details?

Unknowingly fell asleep, and when Shen Yumo woke up, it was already dark.

Zou Zifeng still hasn't come back.Although the hall was brightly lit, it always made Shen Yumo feel very lonely.

The real core of the winery is not particularly far from where Shen Yumo lives, but Shen Yumo's nominal parents also live in the core of the winery.

Squeezing his fingers, Shen Yumo simply got up and walked towards the brewery behind, watching the fireflies dancing non-stop along the way, blinking vigorously.

"Vivian, why are you here?"

The chubby woman saw Shen Yumo coming, quickly wiped her hands on the apron, and greeted Shen Yumo, Shen Yumo could clearly see the smile in her eyes.

"Mother, I dreamed about the aunt who baked bread today, can you tell me about your childhood."

Smiling and holding the fat woman's arm, Shen Yumo calmly asked the question he really wanted to know, the admiration on his face made the fat woman's eyes look more gentle.

Turning around and taking Shen Yumo out, the fat woman made a cup of tea for Shen Yumo, then looked at Shen Yumo's face full of memories and told her about her childhood.

"It's strange to say that you can surprise people every time. When you were young, you were like a mud monkey, jumping around. This time, there is finally someone who can make you feel at ease."

While talking, the fat woman quietly brought the topic to Zou Zifeng, and kept talking about how popular Zou Zifeng is, and how happy Shen Yumo has been since he was with him.

Shen Yumo didn't interrupt, he smiled and drank tea while listening to this woman chattering with him, seeming extremely relaxed.

"By the way, that child Zifeng said that he was preparing for the wedding of the two of you, and I never cared about it. You will definitely be the most beautiful bride when the time comes."

Holding Shen Yumo's catkin with both hands, seeing her gentle face, the fat woman couldn't help but narrowed her eyes with a smile.

"Mother."

The coquettish voice made the fat woman couldn't help laughing, Shen Yumo talked casually with her, then turned and left the wine making workshop.

Shen Yumo didn't notice the nervous look on the fat woman's face after he left at all, maybe even if he knew it, he would just smile lightly, pretending that he didn't know anything.

There was his usual alienated smile on his face, but there was no smile in Shen Yumo's eyes, full of ice, making people unable to help but look into her eyes and want to shiver.

"There is indeed a problem."

In the past, Shen Yumo had never noticed that there was anything wrong with his nominal mother, but after today's experience in the small town, Shen Yumo didn't want to believe anyone now, and the nameless irritability in his heart almost made Shen Yumo It's fried.

Those details didn't match at all. The things in Shen Yumo's impression seemed to be cut off by someone, and they stopped abruptly when they arrived in the small town, and what the mother in name said was not the same as those in the small town. That's exactly what people say.

The most critical point did appear on his body, those memories, Shen Yumo didn't feel familiar at all.

A gust of wind blew in the air, causing Shen Yumo to shiver uncontrollably, and curled up slightly, Shen Yumo suddenly felt extraordinarily dazed.

Am I really Vivian who was rescued by Zou Zifeng after a car accident?
If I'm not, who the hell is the real Vivian?

Who am I?
A bunch of questions seemed to suddenly appear in Shen Yumo's world, almost forcing Shen Yumo to collapse.

He squeezed his brows hard, it seemed that only in this way, Shen Yumo could clear up his confused thoughts.

Zou Zifeng didn't know that Shen Yumo had discovered the clues to what he thought the design was perfect, and now the most troublesome thing for Zou Zifeng was his wedding with Shen Yumo.

It is clear that the wedding date is approaching. Before that, all the other things I prepared for this wedding seemed to be unusable in an instant.

No, you can't say that in the end, but those things are fragmented, sometimes inappropriate here, sometimes inappropriate somewhere, it almost makes Zou Zifeng collapse.

Looking at the secretary beside him with a gloomy face, Zou Zifeng suddenly laughed.

"Last chance, start reprocessing tomorrow, you have [-] days, if you still can't do it well, you don't have to come here."

The originally clear voice seemed to be tainted with haze, which made people shiver for no reason.

Although the three brothers were not born in the womb of the same mother, their personalities, in the final analysis, have inherited Zou Zhigang's viciousness, and each one is better than the other.

Throwing the bouquet of flowers in his hand on the ground, Zou Zifeng sneered and turned around and drove towards his home.

This time, if everything had to be started from scratch, Zou Zifeng would probably be so busy in the past few days that he would have no time to deal with it.

There was no one on the road, Zou Zifeng couldn't help frowning as he looked at the bright light in front of the headlights.

Who moved the hand?Although the traces of that person's actions were very shallow, Zou Zifeng knew that some people would not see him well, or that some people would not see him getting married.

A name suddenly rushed into Zou Zifeng's mind, which made Zou Zifeng a little stunned for a while.

"Zou Shihao, could it be you?"

Mumbling to himself, Zou Zifeng's hands unconsciously held the steering wheel tightly in his hands, as if this was Zou Shihao.

Yu Mo belongs to me, Zou Zifeng, Zou Shihao, you will never have a chance to get her again.

The corners of his mouth curled up strangely, and Zou Zifeng's nervous mood slowly relaxed in the soothing music.

It was nearly midnight when we got home, and Shen Yumo must have fallen asleep at this point in time.

Sighing, Zou Zifeng looked at the emptiness of the house, couldn't tell he was flustered, and immediately rushed towards Shen Yumo's room in three steps at a time.

Zou Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the profile of the woman lying quietly on the bed.