After the divorce, my wife wants to remarry, and Mr. Di is crazy.

Entering the room, he subconsciously pressed his hand to a certain position.

With a "pop" sound, the lights turned on. Di Beiming subconsciously squinted his eyes to adapt to the suddenly bright environment.

When he got used to it and walked into the house, he was stunned.

On the wall of the hall, photos were pasted one after another, covering a large wall, which was particularly spectacular~

After being stunned for a moment, he strode over and picked up a photo.

In the photo, the girl has a delicate face. Under the sunset, her long hair has a layer of golden light. She turns her head and smiles, with a shallow pear dimple exposed. It can be seen that she is very happy, which can be seen even through the photo. Feel her pleasure...

Her smile seemed to have magic power, and it suddenly hit Di Beiming's heart.

He clearly felt that his heartbeat had skipped several beats.

This feeling is a bit strange, but also inexplicably familiar, which is very contradictory...

Frowning, he turned to look at the other photos on the wall. They were all of this girl.

Reaching out, he took down the photos one by one, one, two,...

After taking down all the photos, Di Beiming couldn't help but look through them again.

The girl in the photo is so beautiful that it's hard to look away at just one glance.

It's just that this damn familiar feeling...

Di Beiming frowned. Did he know this girl?

He searched his memory, but unfortunately, he couldn't find any information about this girl in his mind.

Ningmei thought for a long time, but there was still no information about the girl, and he felt inexplicably unhappy.

He stared blankly for a while, and suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

Is this the mother's way of urging marriage?

Thinking of this, he felt a sense of rejection inexplicably. He suppressed the throbbing that had just arisen in his heart. He reached out and wanted to throw all these photos into the trash can.

He paused when he reached halfway out his hand.

He took another look at the girl with crooked eyebrows in the photos, and he felt vaguely reluctant to throw away these photos.

After a long time, he relaxed his eyebrows and took back the photo.

He was already thirty-one, and it seemed like it was time for him to get married.

If the blind date is the girl in the photo, it's okay. She looks very comfortable and doesn't reject her.

He sat on the sofa with the photos, and then looked at the photos quietly.

As he watched, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

But soon, he froze.

He lowered his head and glanced down, his handsome face turned red. He actually had such thoughts in front of this girl's photo. Well, when did his concentration become so poor...

He quickly put the photos away and didn't dare to look at them anymore. He rubbed his brows and fell into his own thoughts. Is it really time for him to marry a wife? After just looking at a few photos, he had a reaction he shouldn't have.

Or maybe it's because of drinking...

Di Beiming still didn't want to believe that his concentration could be so bad.

After sitting and resting for a while, he felt that he was almost sober from the wine and the surging emotions had dissipated, and then he went upstairs.

When he got upstairs, he followed his feeling to the master bedroom.

As soon as he opened the door and saw the neat beds inside, he was stunned again.

There was obviously no memory of this villa in his mind, but how did he know where the room he lived in was.

After thinking for a while but unable to think of anything, Di Beiming frowned and hit his head.

"Did I forget something?"

He murmured.

I always felt that something very important had been forgotten by me, but I couldn't remember anything. The feeling of loss and palpitations suddenly came to my heart again. Di Beiming covered his suddenly empty heart.

After a long time, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared, and then he stepped into the room tiredly.

He opened the closet, took out his pajamas and entered the bathroom.

He didn't notice that in the corner of the closet, a small box was lying there quietly.

After washing, he fell asleep.

That night, he had no restful sleep at all.

In the dream, there were sweet moments of him and the girl in the photo walking hand in hand in the dusk, and there were scenes of the two entangled and embracing each other.

The next day, when Di Beiming woke up, everyone was in a daze.

He actually had that kind of dream, so shameful, with the girl in the photo...

After getting up, he sneaked into the bathroom to wash up.

Looking at the dirty pants he had changed into, Di Beiming's ears turned red again.

Tidy up the room and go downstairs.

Xiao Li had already arrived. When he heard the noise, he immediately knocked on the door of the villa.

"President Di, I brought you breakfast~"

Di Beiming opened the door and took the breakfast.

Xiao Li was about to leave very wisely, when Di Beiming spoke.

"Come in and sit for a while~"

His words made Xiao Li a little confused.

President Di actually took the initiative to let him enter this villa. The sun will rise in the west today!

Xiao Li quickly waved his hand when he thought of something, "No, Mr. Di, I'll just wait for you in the car~"

After saying that, he ran away.

What a joke, didn't he just look at the CEO's wife a few more times the last time he went in? He almost lost his eyeballs.

If I kill him now, he won't come into the house...

Di Beiming didn't know what Xiao Li was thinking, so he ignored him when he saw him running away.

While eating breakfast, his mind was filled with the girl he dreamed about last night.

Suddenly his throat tightened and he coughed, not daring to think about it anymore.

It seems like it's time to get a wife, and if it's that girl, it looks good.

With this in mind, he sent a text message to his mother.

"Mom, do you want to give me a blind date? I agree. I'll ask that girl to meet you another day."

After sending the text message for a long time without receiving any reply, Di Beiming frowned.

He glanced at his watch and immediately relaxed his brows.

It was only after seven o'clock, and my mother probably hadn't gotten up yet.

Forget it, she should be more anxious than him, otherwise why would she secretly paste the girl's photos all over the wall to attract his attention.

He didn't wait for a reply. Anyway, his attitude had been made clear, and his mother should arrange for him to meet the girl in the photo soon.

Faintly, he had some expectations in his heart.

Will the real person look better than the photo? At this time, a sentence suddenly sounded in my mind.

There is no such thing as love at first sight in this world, some are just love at first sight. Di Beiming suddenly agreed with this sentence. He seemed to be the kind of superficial person. Otherwise, why would he be obsessed with a girl just by looking at some photos.

Even in my dreams, she is everywhere~

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his mood inexplicably improved...

After breakfast, I got up and strode out of the villa.

Di Beiming didn't know that one of his text messages almost scared Ruan Yuxi and the others to death.

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The old residence of the Emperor's family.

As usual, Ruan Yuxi woke up quietly when the alarm clock rang at eight o'clock. After waking up and washing herself, she went to have breakfast.

After breakfast, she habitually turned on her phone. Suddenly she screamed and almost dropped her phone to the ground.

This scream almost frightened Mrs. Di's soul away, and she cursed.

"Yuxi, you're dozens of years old. Can you be steady? I'm so frightened that I'm scared to death. The old woman's soul is floating in the air..."

"Mom, Mom, don't scold me yet, look at what text message A Ming sent me~"

Ruan Yuxi thrust her cell phone into Madam Di's hand with trembling hands.

After taking the phone, Mrs. Di didn't look at it immediately. She stared at Ruan Yuxi who was making a fuss, still cursing.

"You can't yell like this no matter what text message he sends..."

As she spoke, she looked down at her phone.