Wife lost memory before divorce gl

Chapter 13

There was a line underlined on the inspection report of the car, which used professional terms, which Zhuo Weilan couldn't understand for a while.

Assistant Chen said it in the simplest way, "Someone wants Mr. Mo's life."

Zhuo Weilan's mind froze, and she felt the dense black words on the report jumping in front of her eyes, disturbing people like dancing insects, and pieced together the shocking picture she saw a few seconds ago.

Half of the car was smashed beyond recognition.

If Mo Shuang panicked, didn't touch the obstacle to stop in time, and bumped straight forward under the force of the momentum...

"How could it be..." Zhuo Weilan didn't dare to think, her voice became hoarse, she turned to the previous page, and was disappointed to find that the real picture was more terrifying than the one reproduced in her mind, "Is this someone else's fault?"

Assistant Chen nodded sadly, "The car repairer checked again and again, and determined that the fault was caused by human beings."

Zhuo Weilan felt frightened for a while, pinched the footer and couldn't speak.

With no memories of the scene of life and death, and no experience of Zhuo Weilan's worry when he heard the car accident, Mo Shuang was much calmer, holding Zhuo Weilan with one hand, stroking a little warmth on the cold back of his hand, and turning his other hand to Check the back of the report for more information.

Assistant Chen took the initiative to take out the tablet from the bag, "The video from the driving recorder has been exported."

Zhuo Weilan came back to her senses all of a sudden, and watched the video of that day with Mo Shuang.

In the initial screen, the car is running smoothly.It was very early in the morning, the road was unimpeded, the car gradually accelerated, and the scenery in front of the windshield passed by quickly.

The car went to an intersection before the problem was exposed.

There was a red light ahead and vehicles waiting, but the speed of the car Mo Shuang was driving couldn't be slowed down at all.Mo Shuang seemed to be aware of it, changed lanes early, and narrowly avoided a rear-end collision amidst the sound of horns. After that, there was a change, from a wide avenue to a narrow flowerbed. There was a loud collision sound, and the picture trembled violently. I can't see clearly.

Zhuo Weilan felt cold all over.

At that time, Mo Shuang was in such a car... struggling with the steering wheel?

Even though she knew that the car would definitely stop, Zhuo Weilan still didn't dare to look at her. She held Mo Shuang's hand even harder, feeling the authenticity of the warm skin contact, and turned her head to stare at Mo Shuang in front of her. I am afraid that the picture in front of me in the next second will be the same as in the video, and the sky will be turned upside down.

Mo Shuang instinctively clapped her hands to comfort her, without taking her eyes off the video, watching the end with a frown.

The video ends with a harsh noise.

Assistant Chen pressed the pause button, "After that, we will deal with the accident."

"Oh." Mo Shuang nodded, "Did you call the police?"

"No, I just got the result this morning. I think I should discuss it with Mr. Mo first."

Mo Shuang thought for a while quietly, then turned to look at Zhuo Weilan.

No matter how timid Zhuo Weilan was, she immediately woke up after being stared at by this blank look.

The current Mo Shuang is not Mr. Mo, but a classmate Mo who has just grown up.

"Cough." Zhuo Weilan immediately took responsibility and asked, "This matter is very serious...have you told Dad?"

Assistant Chen shook his head.

Zhuo Weilan was a little relieved, and found an excuse for classmate Mo to escape, "We should discuss it with Dad first."

Mo Shuang chimed in, "Weilan is right!"

His eyes were bright, his lips were smiling, and his voice was so excited that it changed its tone...

Mo Shuang almost clearly wrote "my wife is awesome" on his face.

Seeing that the assertive Mr. Mo turned into an obedient wife slave, Assistant Chen couldn't accept it, the smile froze on his face, and it took a while to stabilize his emotions, thinking that the boss's wife's order is also an order, and solemnly replied, "Okay. "

Zhuo Weilan also felt that something was wrong now, and said with a dry smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

Assistant Chen didn't answer, Mo Shuang was scrolling on the tablet for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Just a video?"

"There are other videos from the dash cam, but this one is directly related to the accident."

"What about the parking lot?"

Assistant Chen has long been prepared, "As long as you approve, I will start to call the staff on duty immediately."

"Wait!" Zhuo Weilan was afraid that Mo Shuang would "approve" if he got excited, so he said first, "Let's discuss it with Dad first."

Mo Shuang closed her mouth, silently clicking back and forth on the video progress bar.

After the most important thing was finished, Assistant Chen started to talk about trivial things, such as finding nothing else in the car, mobile phone and wallet in Mo Shuang's coat, ring rolled under the seat and then out of sight for a while, such as the car not being repaired for the time being, It is convenient for investigation, such as how much compensation for the damage caused...

Assistant Chen handled the affairs patiently and meticulously, explaining them one by one, Zhuo Weilan was fascinated by listening, while Mo Shuang was impatient, "Got it, you can do it."

"Okay." Assistant Chen agreed, "Is there any other order for Mr. Mo?"

Mo Shuang shook her head, "No, you can go back to work."

"Okay, Mr. Mo." Assistant Chen couldn't control it, twitched the corners of his mouth, and picked up things faster.

After Assistant Chen left, Mo Shuang finally asked, "Why didn't you call the police, why didn't you call the surveillance?"

Zhuo Weilan sighed, "Both these two things can be explained by one reason."

"what reason?"

"What if it's your own people who hurt you?"

-

When Mo Shuang died, who would benefit the most?

Aunt's son, Mo Qinhai.

There are conflicts of interest for the general manager of Group X and the power of the third branch company, and there is the resentment of the last hospital visit... Zhuo Weilan feels that the answer is ready to come out.

If it was Mo Qinhai who was the one doing things in Mo Shuang's car, they called for surveillance. The company is so big, and Mo Qinhai has been around for several years. What if he hears the news and destroys the evidence?Even if the evidence was still there, they called the police. The police found out and arrested Mo Qinhai. All kinds of news spread all over the world. Since his father doesn't like scandals and his pissing nature of helping his relatives, he might scold Mo Shuang in turn. Act without consideration.

Zhuo Weilan couldn't accept any result, so she decided not to make up her mind and sent Assistant Chen back.

After listening to her explanation, Mo Shuang nodded half-understood, and then asked unwillingly, "Is dad such an unreasonable person?"

Zhuo Weilan glanced at Mo Shuang's hand that was habitually grabbing her sleeve, and inexplicably felt that the true meaning of these words was: Why did you speak ill of my father.

Also, when Mo Shuang was 18 years old, his father, Mo Jinhao, was not betrayed by his wife and sent his grown-up daughter to college.

Mo Shuang lost the darkest and most depressing memory, and still had the best impression of her father, and it was normal not to want to believe it.

It was related to her mother's elopement, Zhuo Weilan couldn't say it, so she brushed away Mo Shuang's hand that was pulling her sleeve, and tried to persuade her, "Mo Qinhai is father's nephew, he just can't accept it."

Mo Shuang pursed her lips and asked again, "Will my cousin kill me?"

"...I just said it's possible, not necessarily Mo Qinhai." Zhuo Weilan couldn't bear to continue to speak ill of her family in front of the simple classmate Mo, "Let's go home to see Dad, and then we will think about how to get back together thing."

"Yes." Mo Shuang obediently agreed.

Zhuo Weilan breathed a sigh of relief, and fell on the sofa to rub her sore legs from walking in college today.

She didn't press it a few times, but Mo Shuang asked another question, "What do we have for lunch?"

"..." After returning home, Zhuo Weilan either watched the video or answered the questions, but couldn't take a rest, and was irritable, "Mo Shuang!"

As if Mo Shuang didn't feel her anger, she responded softly, "Hey."

Zhuo Weilan lost her temper when she saw Mo Shuang's smiling face again, took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile and said, "You can contact Dad first, see when he is free to see us, and then talk about lunch, okay?"

"I asked." Mo Shuang flashed out her phone, "Dad said he would come to see us tomorrow."

Zhuo Weilan looked at the information records on the screen and was a little dazed.

Mo Shuang asked: Dad~ I have something important to say, when are you free~"

Dad replied: I will go to your house tomorrow.

Calling Dad can understand, a title, even if you add more modal particles, you can understand it, and the reading is not so blunt.

But what's with this rippling little tilde!

Zhuo Weilan was shocked, grabbed the phone and checked again and again, "How do you use the tilde..."

Mo Shuang sighed, and with a bitter and bitter expression, said in a deep voice, "Make Dad happy. Tomorrow, I will talk about the car's handling. I may not be able to hide my amnesia. Dad is old, so I don't know if he can bear it." live."

"That's right," Zhuo Weilan came to her senses, "If you don't know anything about it...you will be found out if you lose your memory, and your father will directly dismiss you. What if the long vacation turns into a dismissal?"

Mo Shuang was not in a hurry, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I don't remember how to manage the company anyway."

"But, you have worked so hard for so long..."

"Yeah." Mo Shuang chuckled, "I almost lost my wife, it's not worth it."

Zhuo Weilan stopped talking and lowered her head to avoid staring at each other.

Hearing these words that she had been thinking about day and night, she only had a little bit of joy, which was too light and floating to be grasped and elusive, and it passed from the tip of her heart all at once.

Because Mo Shuang is different now.

If he recovered his memory, would Mo Shuang still make such a decision?

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." Zhuo Weilan felt exhausted, got up and walked up the stairs, "I'm sleepy from getting up too early, I'll go upstairs to sleep for a while, and you can eat by yourself at noon."

Mo Shuang forgot about the past, but she didn't forget to observe her words, she didn't dare to step forward to help her.

Zhuo Weilan went back to her room alone as she wished, fell on the bed and closed her eyes to sleep.

Her eyes were tired, but her mind was clear, and she repeatedly played various recent images, Mo Shuang who was too busy ignoring her before amnesia, and Mo Shuang who blinked and stared at people after amnesia, the same face, different expressions, changeable, People can't tell the difference.

In the end, Zhuo Weilan covered her head with a quilt, and managed to induce a little drowsiness in the sweltering environment, but the last tragic and piercing sound of the accident video echoed in her ears, which stimulated her headache.

She kicked her legs irritably, and wiped off some of the band-aids on her feet.

Zhuo Weilan felt it, got up and put it on, rubbed her fingertips gently on it, tilted her head to look at this little thing that covered up the scratches, squinted her eyes slightly after staring at it for a long time, and let the pink smudge with a soft light, wrapping around it. Like it.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration, jumped up and took a pen and paper to draw.

It was getting dark outside.

Zhuo Weilan didn't know how long time had passed, she concentrated on sitting on the bed and painting.

dong dong dong.

She didn't like her thoughts being interrupted, so she yelled, "Who is it!"

Mo Shuang said outside, "Weilan, let's eat something."

Zhuo Weilan clicked his tongue, and opened the door to get it in order to prevent Mo Shuang from knocking endlessly, "I'm rushing to finish the manuscript, so don't knock on the door if you have nothing to do."

After finishing speaking, she closed the door, returned to the room with dinner, scooped up a few spoonfuls of fried rice and swallowed it to fill her stomach, then wiped her mouth and continued to draw with her heart. When the first draft was finished, she breathed a sigh of relief, then closed her eyes and went to sleep.

It was getting brighter again.

dong dong dong.

Zhuo Weilan rubbed her eyes in a daze, her memory still stuck in last night when Mo Shuang delivered the meal, she answered angrily, "I've eaten!"

Mo Shuang outside the door would not walk away quietly this time, but opened the door directly and rushed inside.

Zhuo Weilan felt the quilt lifted and got into a person, and she screamed in fright, "Ah!"

Mo Shuang was already prepared. She pressed her shoulder with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, "Shhh. Dad is here. Don't let him find out that we are sleeping in separate beds."

Zhuo Weilan's eyes widened, unable to speak.

She understands the truth...

But is it necessary to actually come to bed for acting? !