Wealthy Families: There Is a Mysterious Wife

Ten ten in the morning.

It has been an hour and a half since Shui Lingyou sat on the sofa without saying a word. The light bar in the password input box on the computer screen in front of her kept flickering, but her fingers fell on the keyboard but remained motionless. The pictures of Ruo Wu kept circling in his mind, and the strange thing was that no matter how hard he tried to concentrate, those pictures could not become images.

Lin Qian saw Shui Lingyou's brows furrowed, her expression dignified and bewildered, and she felt distressed: "Xiaoyou, let me go out for a walk with you!"

Shui Lingyou didn't speak, but shook her head gently.

His aura-filled eyes stared at the computer screen for a moment, and suddenly, the jade fingers that had landed on the keyboard moved mechanically.

Within a few seconds, the sound of coherent typing on the keyboard sounded crisply.

Pressing the Enter key without any hesitation, and with the sound of music, the computer was turned on, and a beautiful hand-drawn drawing of a character appeared on the computer screen.

"this is me?"

It was Ji Rufeng who was speaking. He originally walked in lightly to create a surprise, but he never expected that the first person who caught his eyes when standing behind the sofa was a handsome man in a polo shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers. , Sunny Big Boy screensaver interface.

Shui Lingyou, who was staring at the screen intently, did not answer, raised her hand and gently landed on the screen, Ai Wuji Wu caressed the big boy in the picture, her mood like Zhishui couldn't help but rippling, and the corners of her lips that hadn't been calm for a few seconds twitched The soft smile deepened inch by inch.

"That's right, Young Master Ji, this is you!" Before, Lin Qian only knew that there was a lover who was as bright as the sun in her good sister's heart. In the past few years, whenever Shui Lingyou was painting, she would always tease her Ask the last sentence 'Who is this? ', but every time the answer she got was Shui Lingyou smiled and said nothing, and then she didn't ask any more questions.

She used to think that she might never see this almost perfect boy described by her good sister in her whole life. Now after returning to China, she got along with Ji Rufeng and was surprised to find that, no matter in terms of demeanor or habitual actions, This He He Ji Shaodu is almost exactly the same as the big boy in the painting.

At the same time, she was also surprised to find that with the bright and pleasant smile like in the painting, Ji Shao was only filled with joy for her good sister Shui Lingyou.

"When she was in America, did she often paint?" Seeing Shui Lingyouyu's fingers lovingly touching herself in the painting, Ji Rufeng felt that beauty was beautiful, and his heart ached more.

"Hand-painted paintings like this, during the few years that Xiaoyou and I have known each other, she has drawn them every week, sometimes one pair, sometimes two, but..." After a short pause, Lin Qian took a long breath. Tone: "However, she never said who the painting is. If I hadn't spent the past few days with Ji Shao in person, I wouldn't have known that the person who lived in Xiaoyou's heart would be you!"

This statement has to be false.

Lin Qian would not even dare to think about her good sister and Ji Shao, who is so powerful in the European and American business circles.

Ji Rufeng didn't speak any more, he leaned over the sofa and wrapped his arms around Shui Lingyou's neck, with crystal clear tears in his eyes.

Suddenly, Shui Lingyou, whose eyes were always on the screen, spoke with unconcealable pain in his voice: "Qianqian, what kind of person am I? Why, why can't I remember anything?"

Lin Qian hid her heartache, and smiled a little: "Xiaoyou, the current you is no different from the original you except that you have lost your memory."

Shui Lingyou smiled bitterly silently: "Really?"

She really wants to ask, since she has no memory, why does she remember the computer password before amnesia?She shouldn't remember it, but why did she get it right after only typing it in once?

This is very strange, okay?

But wait!

What is the computer password you entered just now?

No matter how much she stared at the keyboard, she couldn't remember what the password she entered was!

So, he asked directly: "Qianqian, did you see what the password I entered just now?"

"No!" Lin Qian shook her head.

In fact, Lin Qian herself wondered why Shui Lingyou lost the correct password once. The only reasonable reason is that some things are engraved in her heart rather than in her mind.

Shui Lingyou thinks about it. She, the person who entered the password, doesn't remember it, let alone others, so she closes the computer, gets up leisurely as if nothing happened, walks around the sofa, and leans on Ji Rufeng's arm coquettishly. On: "Husband, are you done with your work?"

Without hesitation, Ji Rufeng said bluntly, "I'm done!" Glancing at his watch, he added, "Dear wife, apart from an overseas video conference at 05:30 in the afternoon, your husband and I have no other agenda today. Why don't we take advantage of this time to suppress the road?"

"necessary!"

Shui Lingyou smiled like a flower.

He got up, stuffed the computer directly into the computer bag, and then stuffed it into his own special drawer.

A few minutes later, under the watchful eyes of Lin Qian and Misu, the young couple held hands and disappeared at the end of the corridor first.

The two sisters looked at each other and smiled.

When she turned around and was about to go back to the room, Lin Qian's wrist was suddenly held by a big hand, and a voice full of joy followed: "Qianqian, Master Ben will take you for a ride!"

Before Lin Qian could react, Ji Qingxuan, who was holding her hand, ran happily into the distance.

Looking at Lin Qian, who was still beside her one second, and was already being led away by Ji Qingxuan the next second, Misu couldn't help being stunned, not knowing what Sister Lin was going to do when Master Qingxuan dragged her away. .

Before she had an answer in her heart, she heard another male voice say politely: "Misu, I wonder if I, Qin Peng, have the honor to invite you to go for a drive together?"

"what?"

Misu is thinking, is it the anniversary of Ji's family drive today?

"Ah, what, do you agree, or do you agree?"

Qin Peng, who had a rare sense of humor, made Misu chuckle and said, "The handsome guy personally invites me. How can I, Misu, not accompany me?"

"Are you willing?" Qin Peng was obviously surprised by Misu's straightforwardness.

"Could it be that handsome Qin Peng wants me, Misu, to refuse indifferently?" Misu felt like he was going to faint.

"No, no, I just didn't expect you to agree so happily!" Qin Peng, who was in a good mood, laughed foolishly.

"Okay! Next time I will remember to be reserved."

Misu dropped the words playfully, and started suddenly.

"what?"

It was the first time Qin Peng met a girl as free and easy as Misu, and he couldn't help being stunned. After recovering, the person who was in front of him just now was standing at the end of the corridor and laughing at him.

Lin Qian's wrist was pulled and hurt, taking advantage of Ji Qingxuan's speed slowed down, she tried her best to shake off his hand, and reprimanded in a bad temper: "Hey, where are you taking me?"

Ji Qingxuan deliberately put on a serious face: "Big beauty Lin, I don't call you hello, I have a name!"