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He pinched his eyebrows and said, "Call the security and ask them to take the person away."

She would have to hire some bodyguards to come back later, but she couldn't let anyone sneak in and risk their lives.

"Why is that Li Nian always pestering you recently? What are you doing today?" Song Hengjue hugged her waist from behind and pushed her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder with a resentful tone.

"I went to look at the house. The driver came for free. I didn't use it for free. Are you jealous?" Yang Qingheng was amused, and she played with the stubble of his hair with her fingertips.

Speaking of this, she thought of Li Jiaoyan again. It was a coincidence that she met Gu Yi and her at the same time. They couldn't be related, right?

Protecting the criminal... also allowed her to go in and squat for a while to calm down.

"What is this?" She suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Hengjue's car key, and a hollow silver ball fell on it.

"It's a sachet. The car key was damaged by that troublemaker last time, so I replaced it with a car key. It's quite nice." Song Hengjue spread her hand and placed it on her palm, "Do you like it? Ask the jewelry store to get one for you, and add some refreshing spices."

Yang Qingheng brought it to his nose and smelled it. It was the fragrance of a plant. It smelled really good. He nodded: "Okay, you can give this to me first. I will return it to you after you make a new one. What reward do you want?"

Having lost his memory for so long, it was boring to stay at home every day. It would be nice to give him something to do.

Thinking of this, she felt a little worried again.

The doctor said that the blood clot in Song Hengjue's brain was almost gone, but his memory has not recovered yet, and he didn't know if it would ever recover in the future.

It's not that Song Hengjue is in a bad state now, but she feels that the generation gap between the two is too big, which makes her often feel tired and have the illusion of raising a son.

"Reward? Can I go to work with you in the company in the future?" Song Hengjue pinched her wrist bones and played with them, staring at her intently.

"No," Yang Qingheng refused. When she saw him, she immediately lowered her head and looked pitiful. Her heart dropped. "If you feel bored, I will take you to the hospital for a check-up in a few days. After the check-up, I will go for a walk in Hainan Province." Let’s visit the scenic spots, okay?”

"Okay." Song Hengjue smiled, but he knew clearly that he didn't feel happy in his heart.

Yang Qingheng herself didn't know that her disguise was good, but even the best disguise would show flaws day after day.

Song Hengjue didn't know how she got along with him before he lost his memory, but it was definitely not like this.

If he used a more accurate adjective, he felt that he was now more like a burden to Yang Qingheng, a responsibility that she had to bear.

Just because she loved the "him" before she lost her memory, she was looking forward to that person's arrival all the time.

Song Hengjue felt that he might be ill. He always felt that he before amnesia was two completely different people than he is now. He couldn't accept that his first love, whom he had liked for so long, was another person in his heart. He even wanted desperately for that person. Want him to disappear.

He hopes that person will completely disappear from this world and never appear again!

"Don't you like it? Why is his face so ugly?" Yang Qingheng suddenly saw the man's gloomy eyes, and a cold air rose from the soles of his feet. When she looked closely, it was clear that the man just had a stern face and was depressed. There was nothing like what she just saw. So scary.

He shook his head, helpless.

She was so exhausted that she started hallucinating.