President, don't be arrogant!

Lu Xiangbei came over to smooth things over, "The dinner is quite sumptuous! I haven't eaten yet, is there any more food?"

Before Xiao Han could answer, Lu Xiangbei walked towards the kitchen unceremoniously, went to get the tableware by himself, and helped Qiao Ran get a set by the way.

Qiao Ran looked at Wei Zixi complicatedly with moist eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

Seeing her sad look, Wei Zixi couldn't bear it, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Sorry, I... don't remember much about the past."

It's not just that I don't remember, it's that I completely forgot.

Qiao Ran's pupils dilated instantly, and her lips opened and closed to speak, but she couldn't utter a word.

Xiao Han looked calm, "Sit down and eat first."

Lu Xiangbei set up the tableware, pulled Qiao Ran to sit down, "Dining, it's rare to be able to eat the food made by Xiao Er."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Xiao Yixin again, "Little princess, come and call Uncle Lu to listen."

Xiao Yixin gave him a proud little look for him to slowly understand, bowed his head and began to eat vegetables reluctantly, with a tangled little expression like eating the poisonous apple given by the queen.

Lu Xiangbei was speechless for a few seconds, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "It's no wonder that she is Xiao Er's daughter, this arrogant character is completely inherited from Xiao Er!"

"You can't stop your crime by eating." Xiao Han frowned, and it was his daughter's turn to say it?

Lu Xiangbei: "..." No one would have dared to hug their daughter back then with the strength to protect the calf!

Qiao Ran sat down but didn't move the tableware. Across the dining table, she kept looking at Wei Zixi with her eyes. She seemed to have a thousand words to say, but she couldn't say them.

Wei Zixi felt a little helpless when she saw her, "Well... you should eat first."

Qiao Ran came to her senses and nodded mechanically.

The dinner ended in endless silence, except for Lu Xiangbei, everyone else was tasteless.

Xiao Han asked Xiao Yixin to take a bath upstairs, while he watched Lu Xiangbei wash the dishes, leaving the living room to Wei Zixi and Qiao Ran.

Wei Zixi handed a cup of warm water to Qiao Ran's hand.

Qiao Ran looked up at her, her voice was slightly hoarse: "Thank you."

Wei Zixi shook her head, sat down beside her, grabbed a pillow and hugged her in her arms, which seemed to bring her some warmth.

"I didn't forget you on purpose, I... don't know why I forget the past." Wei Zixi tried to explain.

"I know." Qiao Ran sniffed, and when she heard her say that she couldn't remember herself, her heart surged with sorrow, and she tried her best to restrain the moisture in her eyes, "I just... just feel sorry for you suffering."

Wei Zixi smiled indifferently, "No! Because I don't remember the past, I don't feel bitter. It's just that every time people know me, I don't remember them. It feels strange."

"Then..." Qiao Ran hesitated and asked, "You don't remember Xiao Han either?"

Wei Zixi nodded: "I don't remember." After a pause, he asked again: "By the way, are you my best friend?"

"We used to be classmates, and we were each other's only good friends. You once saved my life, and I live in your house now!" Qiao Ran explained.

Wei Zixi nodded thoughtfully, "Then am I really married to Xiao Han?"

Although she saw the marriage certificate, she still felt uneasy in her heart. She couldn't remember why she married Xiao Han, why she forgot him, but she only remembered Ziyue.

Qiao Ran glanced in the direction of the kitchen, feeling a little sympathetic to Xiao Han.

"Zixi, have you forgotten? You used to love him very much, very much."