Amnesia ex-wife is sweet and cute

"Aunt Lin, did Jincheng call home?" Lan Zhen couldn't help but looked up at Aunt Lin, because she was worried that Lu Jincheng would come back at night, but she wouldn't tell her.

The only way she can get news is Aunt Lin.

Aunt Lin shook her head and said, "No, what's the matter? Madame, what happened to you and Mr. Lu?"

Lan Zhen was just about to shake her head, when suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind.

She looked at Aunt Lin and asked her guess, "Aunt Lin, do you know Mu Qingyan?"

Hearing this, Aunt Lin's face immediately changed, her eyes averted a little, and she asked, "Madam, why are you asking this?"

Lan Zhen took Aunt Lin's arm and motioned her to sit down. From Aunt Lin's expression, she had already seen something.

From this, she deduced a conclusion that Mu Qingyan's position in Lu Jincheng's heart was definitely not as simple as she thought.

"Aunt Lin, can you tell me about Mu Qingyan and Jincheng?" Lan Zhen kept pulling Aunt Lin, but she was still unwilling to sit down.

Lan Zhen had no choice but to withdraw her hand and looked at her expectantly.

Aunt Lin hesitated and said: "Madam, the previous things are in the past tense. In Mr. Lu's heart, you are the only one now."

"Really?" Lan Zhen felt ridiculous when she heard these words.

"But she's back." She said this suddenly, and Aunt Lin's expression changed instantly, "Mu, Miss Mu is back?"

"Yes." Lan Zhen nodded truthfully, and continued: "Jincheng hasn't come back for so long, it's also because of her, Aunt Lin, tell me, in such an environment, how can I believe that Jincheng has me in his heart? ?”

Finally, the relationship with Lu Jincheng eased up a bit, and just when he was about to get better, his ex-girlfriend came back!

Oh, how ironic, how ridiculous!
Aunt Lin: "..."

For a moment she didn't know what to say.

"Aunt Lin, I just want to ask a question." Lan Zhen stared at her.

"Ma'am, that's all..."

"I know." Lan Zhen interrupted her and said, "I know what you want to say. You want to say that those things have passed, but now she is back, and the previous things are in front of me again. The reality makes me feel helpless. Don't look."

Hearing her slightly excited words, Aunt Lin hurriedly comforted Lan Zhen, "Madam, things are not as bad as you imagined."

"I just want to know what kind of existence Mu Qingyan was in Jincheng's heart before." Lan Zhen said after her words fell.

Her tone was very light and slow, but with a heaviness that cannot be ignored.

Aunt Lin was stunned for a few seconds, still struggling, "Ma'am."

"Let's talk." Two simple words.

Aunt Lin sighed, and said: "Miss Mu Qingyan, at that time, to Mr. Lu, it was indeed very important. It was... an existence for which one could give one's life..."

"boom--"

Lan Zhen instantly felt that a thunderbolt sounded above her head, making her dizzy.

Do you pay for your sick existence for it?
Ah……

"I know." Lan Zhen still looked unfazed, she got up, and walked towards the second floor in a numb manner, like a puppet who had lost her energy.

"Madam..." Aunt Lin called her from behind, and quickly added, "But I think you have a different position in Mr. Lu's heart now. We all see Mr. Lu's concern for you. of……"

Aunt Lin's words were gradually forgotten by Lan Zhen, as if she didn't hear her, she just walked towards the room step by step.

She didn't turn on the light, and sat on the spot, leaning against the bed behind her. She didn't know how long she had been doing this, but she only knew that it was already ten o'clock in the evening when she regained consciousness again.

On the way, Aunt Lin came over to call her for dinner, and she only asked one question, "Has Jincheng come back?"

Every time she got an answer, she was disappointed.

She just sat there until midnight.

At one o'clock in the morning, Lan Zhen's mind was very dizzy, but Lu Jincheng never came back.

She took out her phone and checked, there were no missed calls or unread messages.

Lan Zhen smiled wryly, she didn't even know what she was expecting, did she expect Lu Jincheng to come back now?

But it's already one o'clock in the morning, so he must be hugging the beauty.

Lan Zhen sat like this all night, she didn't know how she fell asleep, she just felt confused, her head kept shaking from side to side.

In a daze, she suddenly felt a sound at the door, and the steps coming in were so light that she could hardly feel it.

But her head was so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes.

She thought, apart from Aunt Lin, no one should come.

Suddenly, she felt light again, light and light, as if floating in the air.

Could it be that she is going to die?
Consciousness gradually faded away.

……

"Ma'am, ma'am, how do you feel?"

In the haze, Lan Zhen's body was gently shaken by someone, she struggled to open her eyes, and saw Aunt Lin's magnified worried eyes.

"Aunt Lin..." Lan Zhen's voice was very dry, and it took a lot of effort to call out her title.

Aunt Lin furrowed her brows with deep worry and concern mixed with reproach, and said, "Ma'am, how could you just sit on the ground like that all night, no matter how good your body is, it won't be able to withstand your tossing like this." !"

Lan Zhen moved her head, feeling like a stone was pressed on her body, it was heavy, and her head was also heavy.

As if aware of what she wanted to ask, Aunt Lin said it directly, "Madam, you have a high fever, please take good care of your health first."

As she spoke, she handed a bowl of boiled medicine to Lan Zhen.

Lan Zhen, who was choked by the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, immediately covered her mouth and nose tightly. She frowned delicately, moved her head back a little, and said, "Ah? Isn't it just a small fever? Why do you still need to drink Chinese medicine?"

God knows, what she hates the most is drinking traditional Chinese medicine. Every time she smells this smell, she will instinctively reject it.

Aunt Lin shook her head and said, "Ma'am, Mr. Lu personally ordered this."

"Jincheng?" Lan Zhen's face suddenly showed a look of joy, and she immediately asked, "Jincheng is back?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu himself carried you to bed." When talking about this, Aunt Lin smiled slightly, as if she was happy for Lan Zhen.

Put her on the bed personally?

Lan Zhen instantly thought of the time when she felt light and light in the haze, presumably at that time, it was Lu Jincheng who hugged her to bed.

It's just that she couldn't open her eyes because of the fever.

"Then where is he now?" Lan Zhen asked.

She couldn't wait to see Lu Jincheng.

"Downstairs." At this point, Aunt Lin hesitated to speak.