Seeing Xia Xingchen's frightened appearance, Jiang Mo quickly said softly, "Xia Xia, it's me, Jiang Mo."

Xia Xingchen clutched the quilt and huddled in a corner, his sharp eyes were stained with a hint of cunning, "Jiang Mo? Who is Jiang Mo?"

Seeing that he really didn't remember himself, Jiang Mo was a little anxious, and quickly asked Jiang Ling to call the doctor over to ask about it.

"I'm your husband, it's legal, don't be afraid of me." Jiang Mo sat gently on the corner of the bed, for fear of scaring him again.

Xia Xingchen rolled his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "Husband? When did my eyesight become so bad? Look at you, you have a black face like the king of Hades, and you have a bad temper."

Jiang Mo suddenly felt at a loss, and explained in a stumbling manner: "No, I am very gentle to you."

At this time, the doctor came in with a notebook in his hand, pretended to examine Xia Xingchen, and smiled meaningfully at Xia Xingchen when his back was turned to Jiang Mo.

"Your family members have indeed lost their memory. It is debatable whether they lost a small part or all of it."

Jiang Mo suddenly became anxious, "I don't care if he doesn't remember everything or lost a short part, the problem is what if he doesn't remember me?"

The doctor mmp in his heart: "He is selectively forgetting you. As for why, you don't have an ACD number in your heart?"

"Ahem, the reason for this is very complicated, and it is caused by various circumstances."

Jiang Mo was quite emotional: "Then when will the memory be restored?"

The doctor's heart tightened: "No, it's hard to say."

"What doctor! Xiao Li! Hurry up and arrange a transfer!" Jiang Mo stood up angrily, and when he looked at Xia Xingchen, he was startled, and stared at Jiang Mo tremblingly under the quilt.

"Baby, we'll transfer to another hospital right away. Don't worry, your illness will definitely be cured." Jiang Mo was afraid of leaving a bad impression on him, so he bowed his waist softly and said carefully.

Xia Xingchen was thinking little things in his heart, if this Jiang Mo sent him a new doctor, wouldn't the matter of pretending to have amnesia be exposed?

No!Must not!

So, Xia Xingchen turned to the doctor in fear: "Doctor, please help me, this man is a bit fierce, does he want to send me to another hospital to sell my organs?"

Jiang Mo: "..."

The doctor suppressed a smile: "Patient's family, I understand your feelings very well, but the patient just lost his memory. You are so eager to transfer him to another hospital, isn't it good for the patient?"

Jiang Ling also echoed at the side: "Brother, sister-in-law seems to be very afraid of you, and the movie is running out of time, why don't you rush to other hospitals?"

Xia Xingchen nodded quickly, and asked in feigned surprise, "What? Making a movie? I'm actually an actor?"

Jiang Ling explained with a smile: "Yes, you are a very popular actor with many fans."

Xia Xingchen secretly took a look at Jiang Mo, and muttered softly, "Life is really perfect, but I am not satisfied with this husband."

"Pfft." Jiang Ling couldn't help laughing, looking at his brother's darkening face, he hurriedly dragged him out to do ideological work.

Outside the ward, Jiang Ling asked, "Brother, do you know why my sister-in-law is desperately trying to save me?"

Jiang Mo shook his head with a sullen face.

Jiang Ling said: "He saved me because I was your sister, but he accidentally fell down. The stars are our business."

Jiang Mo raised his head in surprise: "Understood? Then?" He closed his mouth, leaned against the wall, and said slowly, "Is he angry?"

Jiang Ling nodded, "Especially after knowing that you are going to Europe for another three months, I am very sad."

"I see." Jiang Mo let out a long sigh of relief, and re-entered the ward.

"Xia Xia, are you hungry? I'll ask Xiao Li to buy you something to eat."

On the bed, Xia Xingchen was humming a little tune with Erlang's legs crossed, feeling uncomfortable.Seeing Jiang Mo come in, he clicked his tongue twice and said, "I can do it myself, you leave some money and do it yourself."

Jiang Mo sat back on the bed again, coaxing: "You are my wife, how can I leave you here?"

Xia Xingchen raised his head and muttered, "Why do I not believe in our relationship so much?"

While speaking, Jiang Mo's phone rang.

Wen Kefan: "Jiang Mo, do you have time to try on wedding clothes recently?"

Jiang Mo hesitated and said, "Wait a minute, I guess it's enough now."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mo took advantage of the situation and said, "Look, they are urging us to try on wedding clothes. We are really husband and wife."

Xia Xingchen narrowed his eyes, and slowly leaned over to ask, "How long have we been married?"

Jiang Mo answered honestly, "It's been almost a year."

Xia Xingchen asked: "It's been almost a year since the wedding? Why?"

Jiang Mo was at a loss for words for a while, "Because, because the marriage is relatively hasty."

Xia Xingchen raised her beautiful and slender fingers: "Where's the ring? Why don't I have a wedding ring on my hand?"

A lot of cold sweat broke out on Jiang Mo's back, "Because...because..."

"Don't talk about it, I understand." Xia Xingchen nodded seriously, "We used to be the kind of couple in name only, we didn't like each other, and we lived together. Otherwise, we wouldn't even have a wedding ring. "

Jiang Mo anxiously defended: "No. It's because...we got married by contract at first, and only after the misunderstanding was cleared up did we think about re-doing the wedding. Regarding the wedding ring, I plan to take it out when I propose to you again, and make an appointment on the spot I'm getting ready for the wedding."

"Really?" Xia Xingchen turned his back, smiled with his teeth bared, then turned to ask with a straight face, "Marriage by contract? How long has it been signed?"

Jiang Mo's face tightened, and he looked away: "100 years."

"100 years? 100 years is a big-headed ghost! I don't believe it!" Xia Xingchen narrowed his eyes, looking like Jiang Mo abducting a boy from a good family.

Jiang Mo explained with a guilty conscience: "Originally the contract was for one year, but you love me so much, so you extended the contract to 100 years."

Xia Xingchen snorted, and said lazily: "Don't renew the contract, how long is there until one year? Let's finish it soon."

"No." Jiang Mo stood up abruptly, "The contract has been signed, if you want to go back on your word, you have to compensate me 100 billion."

"100 billion? You robbed? I don't believe it! You bring the contract here, I want to see it for myself!"

Jiang Mo knew that the Arabic numbers on the contract were not standardized at first glance, and the traces of modification were obvious, so he definitely didn't dare to show it to Xia Xingchen.So his tone softened, and he explained: "Xia Xia, I really love you. Of course, you love me too. Let's not get entangled in these things, and live steadily and wait for the memory to recover, okay?"

Xia Xingchen lay down and turned his back to Jiang Mo, and said coquettishly, "Whoever wants to live with you, you are not my type."

Jiang Mo leaned closer: "You just said that when you lost your memory. Before you lost your memory, you said that you love me."

Xia Xingchen doubted life: "When did I say that?"

In the blink of an eye, after a few days of recuperation in the hospital, the production crew was urgently urging Xia Xingchen to return to the production team.

Jiang Mo has been by Xia Xingchen's side these days, asking for warmth, being gentle and considerate, but he just can't make Xia Meiren smile.Not to mention the small mouth, I didn't even touch it with my small hands.

After experiencing the bumpy mountain road, the two returned to the crew.

The situation Jiang Mo faced was very embarrassing. He planned to stay here with Xia Xingchen until the end of filming. After all, he lost his memory, so he would definitely not feel at ease left here alone.

However, Jiang Mo withdrew his capital forcefully before, so there is no reason to live here this time, unless... invest again.

But Director Lin refused, on the grounds that the crew no longer needed funds.

This time it was Jiang Mo's turn to be embarrassed.Fortunately, Li Tezhu said that even if Jiang Mo didn't invest, the film was produced by Jiang Ying, and Jiang Mo, as the owner of the production company, could live here as a matter of course.

So, under the arrangement of Special Assistant Li, Jiang Mo shamelessly lived in the bungalow behind Xia Xingchen, planning to spend two months here.

"Boom boom boom!"

Xia Xingchen was tidying up the house, when he heard the knock on the door, he smiled knowingly, and shouted: "Come in."

Holding a pile of snacks and daily necessities, Jiang Mo flattered and said, "Xia Xia, I prepared it for you."

Xia Xingchen glanced at it, and replied flatly, "Put it there."

Jiang Mo looked around the room, finally set his gaze on the bed, and asked, "Xia Xia, is it cold to sleep at night? Do you need me to come and accompany you?"

Xia Xingchen sneered: "Thank you, I'm not cold."

Jiang Mo made up nonsense: "Before you lost your memory, you told me that your room is very cold. Let me come over and hug you to sleep in the future, to keep you warm."

Xia Xingchen rolled his eyes: "Really?" Looking down at the pile of cold medicines on the table, he suddenly asked, "Jiang Mo, when I had an accident, were you there?"

where? "

Jiang Mo's face changed slightly, and he replied truthfully: "Europe."

"Is that so." Xia Xingchen pursed her lips, and asked seriously, "There are so many medicines on the table, did I catch a cold before I lost my memory?"

Jiang Mo nodded.

Xia Xingchen: "Did you send these medicines?"

Jiang Mo: "No."

Xia Xingchen: "I just heard the staff say that after Mr. Jiang withdrew his capital, thanks to Mr. Gu, the air conditioner was installed in the crew room, otherwise the room would be as cold as an icehouse."

"You... originally invested, but withdrew?"

Jiang Mo nodded.

Xia Xingchen: "Why withdraw the capital?"

Jiang Mo took a deep breath and explained: "Because... there is a kissing scene in the script, I'm jealous."

"So you withdrew your capital? You didn't care about my illness, and you ran so far away that you couldn't come to see me in time when something happened to me."

Jiang Mo's tone was anxious: "I did this wrong. I apologize to you. I shouldn't have kept you cold for so long. I won't dare to do it again next time, okay?"

Xia Xingchen sniffed and shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I forgot about that, and I don't remember the sadness and loss."

Jiang Mo walked over slowly with his long legs, held his hand carefully, and said with lowered eyes, "We are fine, it's just that you quarreled before you lost your memory, I promise you."

Just as Xia Xingchen was about to speak, the door of the room suddenly rang.

Jiang Mo graciously took the initiative to open the door, but what caught his eyes was Xu Yao's disgusting face.

Xu Yao took a step forward and said to Xia Xingchen who was in the room, "I heard that something happened to you, so I hurried back from other places."

Jiang Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Xing Chen and I are discussing private matters, please avoid it first."

Xu Yao nodded, and as soon as he retreated, Jiang Mo couldn't wait to close the door.

Xia Xingchen whistled: "That handsome guy just now looks real!"

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