Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

But no matter how busy she was, certain things from the past would still appear in her memory involuntarily.

After all, that was something she had really experienced and felt...

"Ding dong", news came.

Song Nianhe drove the car with one hand and turned on his mobile phone with the other.

It was the voice from Sheng Junzhi.

"Si Moli went to the Mohe R&D Department today. When he entered the laboratory, he didn't know where his memory was triggered and he had a headache again. Song Nianhe, he hasn't had such a situation in several years."

Song Nianhe's calm heart felt as if a stone had been thrown into it, with ripples rising layer by layer.

He was almost thinking of her again.

However, it is "about to remember", not "really remembering".

This situation of giving a little hope but being disappointed in the end is the most tortured.

Song Nianhe replied: "Can he... still remember it?"

There was no confidence or confidence in her voice.

Year after year, she didn't know if she could wait until that day came, and if she could wait any longer.

Sheng Junzhi: "It depends on luck. During the physical examination, we did an MRI of his head without telling him. The results showed that it was normal and there was nothing unusual."

Song Nianhe: "It's good that he is safe."

Occasionally, Sheng Juanzhi would tell her about Si Moli's current situation.

Her replies were relatively calm and calm.

It's not that she doesn't love it anymore, it's not that she's discouraged, it's that she doesn't dare to expect too much.

The higher the expectations, the more disappointed the feeling will become.

Lin Zhen rarely mentioned Si Moli. Every time she came to the capital, she just stayed with Song Weiyi and enjoyed family happiness.

Sheng Junzhi: "Have you ever thought about going back to Sicheng, not to see Si Moli, but also to see us old friends?"

Song Nianhe held the phone and was stunned again and again.

During her trance, she almost rear-ended the car in front of her. She quickly applied the brakes as hard as she could, causing her whole body to lean forward uncontrollably.

It wasn't whether she wanted to go back to Sicheng, but because of Xiaoyi's competition, she had to go to Sicheng.

Song Nianhe did not reply to Sheng Juanzhi, and concentrated on driving back to the Song family.

Song Weiyi had finished school early.

"Mom!" When he saw her, Song Weiyi shouted super loudly, "What did the teacher tell you today? Please tell your grandparents quickly!"

He was so proud.

Because he made no mistake.

Song Nianhe told the story truthfully.

"I just said, how could Xiaoyi, who is so sensible and obedient, do such a thing of bullying?" Mother Song lovingly caressed her grandson's head, "Your mother is indiscriminate, but fortunately I protect you." ."

"Hey, grandma, stop talking, I'm used to it."

This kid.

Song Nianhe glanced at him.

He was very confident: "Mama, you have to apologize to me."

"Okay, apologize," Song Nianhe knelt down, "It's my fault this time, Xiaoyi, don't mind, don't blame me, can you forgive me?"

Song Weiyi looked level with her and nodded quickly: "Of course I can forgive Mom. In fact, I have never been angry with Mom, never."

He doesn't know who taught him this mouth, it's like it's been smeared with honey.

He coaxed all the relatives in the Song family to be obedient. He could talk to people and ghosts, and he had a eloquent tongue.

Song Nianhe has always been strange.

Because neither she nor Si Moli are eloquent people.