I owe you a lifetime of love

He was wearing a plain black shirt today, and he looked a little funny with the apron on at the moment.

He himself seemed to feel something was wrong, pursed the corner of his mouth, and said unnaturally: "It's not a dream, I didn't leave."

An Nian opened his arms and was about to hug someone, Fu Qingshen took a step back: "Dirty."

An Nian blinked, if it was before, Fu Qingshen would never reject himself.

"Okay." Staring at his apron for a moment, Anian turned and went upstairs.

Fu Qingshen stood in place and watched An Nian's back video for a moment, then spread his hands helplessly.

Ever since he saw the girl's face, all these things he did were unconscious and mechanized.

It's like following someone's wish.

He wanted to hug her to sleep and cook for him.

The maid happened to come from the kitchen, smiled and joked, "Mr. is so kind to Mrs."

The two maids didn't know that Fu Qingshen had lost his memory. They used to see how the two of them were always inseparable, and the maids couldn't help but tease with envy.

Another maid answered immediately: "Isn't this normal? With Mr., Mrs. will always be a princess."

"Madam is really the happiest woman in the world..."

Talking, the two entered the kitchen one after the other.

The prepared breakfast was served on the table, An Nian played upstairs for a while, and then went downstairs to have breakfast.

Fu Qingshen sat opposite her, and he began to eat calmly.

An Nian learned about his current situation from the doctor yesterday.

Nothing is important, the most important thing is that he comes back.

Although he lost his memory, An Nian's preferences were not forgotten.

The Chinese breakfast on the table is what she likes.

It's just that he talked less and didn't serve himself food...

An Nian felt inexplicably sad. She lowered her head and drank the porridge quietly. Suddenly, Fu Qingshen reached out to pick up vegetables for her.

An Nian subconsciously paused.

The man also looked up at her.

"You...do you remember something?"

An asked in a young voice.

Fu Qing shook his head deeply: "Sorry, I still can't think of anything. I just think I should do this."

"should?"

"As a qualified husband."

Unable to hide the disappointment in his heart, An Nian let out a soft breath.

Song Dynasty came just after half of breakfast.

Fu Qingshen's situation is complicated now. As a special assistant, he doesn't know whether it is An Nian or Fu Qingshen who is going to work today.

Anian calmly stood up from the dining table. She had already eaten, and her clothes were also prepared for going to work.

"Fu Qingshen, I'm going to the company. Wait for me to come back for lunch at noon?"

Fu Qing raised his eyes slowly, looked at An Nian, then at Song Chao: "Fu's family?"

An Nian didn't know, so he waited for his next sentence.

"Isn't it me who goes to work?"

An Nian frowned: "You just came back, and you don't remember anything. Are you sure you can handle it?"

After taking off the apron, the man was tall and had long legs. He stretched out his hand, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Chao: "Give me the work report."

Song Chao's heart skipped a beat.

President Fu is back!

His eyes flickered with excitement, and he immediately handed over the prepared work report.

"Is it really possible?" An Nian asked again.

The man nodded: "It's just amnesia, not IQ. I checked my personal information online last night."

"Don't worry, I just went to the company to go through the process to calm people's hearts. I heard that the company's top management has been in turmoil recently."

Looking at the man who spoke quietly in front of him, An Nian felt sore: "Okay, you go."

Her tense shoulders suddenly loosened, and the burden on her shoulders seemed to be lifted.

"I'm going to change clothes."

Fu Qingshen turned and went upstairs, Song Chao immediately asked: "Madam, Mr. Fu still doesn't remember anything?"

An Nian shook his head: "Although I lost my memory, I still haven't changed. It's still the same Fu Qingshen."

Song Chao also laughed: "Yes, for about a month or so, I still miss the former President Fu."

Thinking of something, An Nian frowned: "Send more bodyguards to follow him, Shen Yuxi hasn't been found yet, so we can't let Fu Qingshen get into trouble again."

"Check before driving, the car accident... can't happen again. I will make lunch and wait for him, and take him home after work."

An Nian explained everything in detail.

Song Chao felt emotional in his heart, her appearance reminded him of Fu Qingshen who was preparing to go on a business trip a month ago.

At that time, Fu Qingshen also told himself the same.

He nodded: "Understood."

After seeing off Fu Qingshen, An Nian sat paralyzed on the sofa for a while.

There is a feeling of unreality in my heart.

She went upstairs to play with Xiao Yi for a while, to prevent herself from thinking wildly, she asked Xu Yicheng out.

The two meet at a sweet shop where they have met several times.

Xu Yicheng was still one step ahead.

"Am I late?" An Nian asked with a smile.

Xu Yicheng glanced at the time on the watch and shook his head: "I was early."

This dessert shop has not changed at all, whether it is the decoration style or the desserts it makes.

Looking at the desserts put on the table one by one, An Nian helplessly helped his forehead.

"Xu Yicheng, do you think you are feeding pigs? Why do you order so much every time?"

Xu Yicheng rested his arms on the armrests of the chair. He was sitting in a loose and lazy posture. Hearing this, he winked at Anian: "Isn't this a new product in the store? I just want you to try it."

An Nian picked up a piece of delicate tiramisu in front of him and ate it.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

An Nian nodded: "It's delicious."

Xu Yicheng raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, it was all made for her taste, can it be delicious?
"By the way, what's the situation with your boss? You actually invited me out for coffee, won't you accompany him?"

An Nian ate tiramisu and said, "He lost his memory."

Xu Yicheng looked like a prophet: "I knew it was like this."

An Nian said: "Xu Yicheng, thank you for this incident. I asked you out just to thank you, you don't know, if it wasn't the wedding invitation you sent that day, or you told me, I probably wouldn't have found it... ..."

"Maybe... just missed it like that. He became someone else's bridegroom without knowing it, but I was still foolishly waiting for him to come back..."

It all seems like a dream, and it's impossible to imagine what would happen if you didn't know.

So the next time we meet, will Fu Qingshen hold Mo Tang on his arm?

Every movement in the heart is pain.

Xu Yicheng resisted the urge to pat her head, he said: "It's just a little effort, don't say those grateful words, it seems that we are born with each other."

An Nian still looked at Xu Yicheng gratefully, bit her lip, and asked, "How did you know that Mo Yu is Fu Qingshen based on a wedding invitation?"

The Mo family did a good job of keeping secrets before.

After the wedding invitations were sent out, no one guessed who the groom was on the wedding invitations.

Xu Yicheng said: "The Mo family is also a big family in Haicheng, the only young lady got married, and when they distributed the wedding invitations, they left you alone."

"You started to doubt it then?"

Xu Yicheng nodded: "I thought it was strange, so I asked someone to check the information about Mo Yu, but they couldn't find it. Finally, I checked his hospitalization information, which is the hospital where you fainted last time."

An Nian's heart twitched slightly. What did she think of...

That back view?