After Lao Gong lost his memory, he thought he was a double

Boss Yu still remembered the scene when Fu Mingcheng was sent to him.That day, there was a heavy rainstorm on the grassland that had not happened in decades. His horse farm was still considered a high-end horse farm at that time, and he just relied on its large space to attract tourists. Said that the rain will not stop for a while.

Fu Xueqing came here with bodyguards when the rain was the heaviest. Four or five bodyguards were holding down a half-old child but they failed to do so, and the child broke free. Fu Xueqing looked calm and said, "Can you get here?" Where are you going?"

What she said was the truth, and the child must have known it, and quickly gave up struggling.

Fu Xueqing said to him, "This is my son."

The child knelt on the ground and yelled, "I'm not!"

The rain was too heavy that day, even if he shouted loudly, he was still scattered by the crackling rain. Boss Yu could only see his pain through the child's embarrassed posture.

Fu Xueqing acted as if she hadn't seen it. She held up the umbrella, and the strong wind swayed her skirt. A few drops of mud splashed on her slender and white ankles, but it didn't detract from the beauty at all.Her face is meandering, her complexion is porcelain white, even if she doesn't smile, she still has a three-point style. At first glance, she looks like a girl in her teens, only the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes reveal her age.

Fu Xueqing's tone did not change, and she said flatly: "My son and I are long-term."

"Rong Shennian, he's almost sixty this year..." Yu Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth.

Yu Xiao thought that Fu Xueqing would not answer him, so she turned sideways to get out of the way: "Come in first, the weather is bad today, don't water it outside."

There are more than a dozen people outside, only the child is watered in the rain.

Holding an umbrella, Fu Xueqing walked past Yu Xiao on high-heeled shoes: "65."

Yu Xiao was stunned for a moment, oh, 65 years old, this child should be seventeen or eighteen years old, and that was made by old man Rong in his forties... It's okay, it hasn't broken the limit of human beings.

The bodyguard unceremoniously picked up the child and walked into the room. Maybe because he moved too fast, Yu Xiao was forced to take two steps back. The elder brother of the bodyguard apologized: "I'm sorry."

Yu Xiao waved his hand: "No, nothing." You are quite polite.

Then why are you so cruel to this child.

Yu Xiao found out later that Fu Mingcheng would have run away if he hadn't been aggressive.

After entering the house, Yu Xiao hurriedly got a towel for the child, "Wipe it quickly."

Fu Mingcheng, who was huddled in the corner, didn't even raise his head. Yu Xiao didn't dare to talk to Fu Mingcheng when he saw Fu Xueqing coming. He put the towel beside the child and ran to Fu Xueqing's side.

"sister."

The woman was taking off her gloves, when she heard Yu Xiao's name, she slightly raised her eyes, her black eyes seemed to be brewing a storm.Yu Xiao's body trembled when he was swept away by this look, and immediately changed his words: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law."

"Hmm." The woman nodded.

"Sister-in-law, what do you want to bring him here..." Yu Xiao asked.

Fu Xueqing took off her coat, and said gracefully, "He just came back from the training camp, and I'm going to send him abroad."

She said "prepare" instead of "think". She just came to inform Yu Xiao, not to ask for his opinion.

Yu Xiao immediately understood what his sister-in-law wanted to do. His face turned pale instantly, but his tone rose subconsciously: "Sister, sister-in-law... my brother is dead, sober up! He is still a child!"

"Yu Xiao!" The woman looked at Yu Xiao suddenly, her expression was crazy, and her eyes were fierce. She let out a breath and tried her best to calm down, "Xiaoxiao, don't talk nonsense, I don't like to hear it."

Yu Xiao was frightened by this look, his body trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to speak again.

How could he talk nonsense, his brother died on the Mexican border, his body might have been blown up long ago.His own brother could accept the fact that his brother was dead, but Fu Xueqing was always unwilling to accept the reality. She made herself crazy, and now she even refused to let her own son go.

Boss Yu's thoughts were suddenly pulled back by the sound from outside - "Brother Yu, Mr. Xie is here."

Boss Yu: ...

Good guy, this snowy day can't stop Mr. Xie!

He looked at the racetrack, young master Xie was riding a snow mountain to enjoy the joy of horseback riding, and there was a tall figure in the outfield who was concentrating on the young master, even if he couldn't see his face, he could guess how gentle his expression was at the moment.

"Take it." Boss Yu turned his eyes away and said to the little worker next to him. He put away the bong and took the little worker away from the racecourse.

When he walked to the door, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and happened to see Xie Ling dismounting from his horse, and Fu Mingcheng was carefully protecting Xie Ling.

More than a dozen cross-country vehicles ushered in outside the racecourse, and the ostentation was very big, and Boss Yu was used to it.

As a top wealthy family, the Xie family doesn't look like a wealthy family most of the time, but they only show that they are indeed a wealthy family in terms of travel.

For wealthy families, it seems that it is not uncommon to have a team of bodyguards when they go out, and it is not uncommon for the car to be explosion-proof and bulletproof, but you would never imagine that the Xie family will have at least eight locators and eight alarms on their bodies when they go out!

The off-road vehicle in the center was opened, and a middle-aged man in a black down jacket got out of the vehicle. He stomped his feet on the snow: "This snow is not small. It almost blocked the outside and didn't come in."

Boss Yu was helpless: "Why do you come here today? Why don't you come again after Kai Chun'er."

When it snows, it means that winter has entered, and the sky is getting colder every day.

"Our father and I finally got time to be together, so we don't have to have fun." Xie Rongguang thought, "Okay, okay, take me into the house, why are you standing here stupidly?"

Boss Yu was slightly taken aback, "Do you know that Lingling is here?"

"What?" Xie Rongguang looked blank, "My son is here too?"

"...The father you are talking about isn't Lingling?"

"No." Xie Rongguang said confidently, "I'm talking about my eldest nephew!"

As soon as Comrade Xie Rongguang finished speaking, another person got off the off-road vehicle. He wore a hat and scarf and wrapped himself in a ball. When he got off the vehicle, he staggered two steps and almost didn't fall.Wen Ziran, who wrapped himself into a ball, only showed his eyes. He vaguely heard Comrade Xie Rongguang call him, and hurriedly replied: "Hey, hey, you're here, what's wrong?"

Boss Yu: ...

So afraid of the cold, why bother?

Boss Yu led a group of people into the yard, and Comrade Xie Rongguang saw the same off-road vehicle in the yard at a glance.

Xie Rongguang: "Hey, you didn't lie to me, it's really here, what a coincidence!"

Wen Ziran: "Hey, Ling Ling is here too! What a coincidence!"

Boss Yu's expression is indescribable: ... To be honest, Wen Ziran is your biological son.

"Uncle! Then I'll go find Lingling!" Wen Ziran ran away.

"Promise." Comrade Xie Rongguang rolled his eyes.

"Why does he still call you uncle?" Boss Yu asked.

Xie Rongguang smiled: "Whatever is the child's happy name?"

Boss Yu sighed: "Who doesn't have a story yet."

Wen Ziran was afraid of the cold, and wished he could die in bed when winter came. He didn't expect that it would start snowing just outside the prairie.Fortunately, there is no need to worry about equipment when going out with Uncle Xie. The housekeeper will take care of everything, even the down jacket is already prepared.

He is very familiar with the boss's racecourse. How can he say that he, Young Master Wen, was also the king of the racecourse before!

He was wearing too many clothes, from a distance he looked like he had turned into a down jacket and eloped with a scarf and hat.When he arrived at the gate of the racecourse, he was too lazy to stretch out his hand to lift the curtain, and squeezed in directly through the crack of the curtain. The movement was difficult, but very inspirational.

Wen Ziran was out of breath. He searched the field, but couldn't find the target person.

"Not here?" Young Master Wen couldn't believe it, Xie Ling, who was so big outside, couldn't be in the outfield!

He was wearing a pair of large cotton trousers, and it was very difficult to move. Wen Ziran activated the small step method, and ran in joltingly. Lingling must have gone to feed the pony if he didn't ride a horse!

Boss Yu's horse is a serious high-class horse. It eats high-quality forage with balanced nutrition and good bone growth. It lives in a constant temperature air-conditioned room. There is a special person to bathe and groom the pony every day. During the popular tourist period, each pony has a daily pick-up time. It will not exceed two hours, and the non-popular period can also guarantee more than four hours of fun running every day.

The stables are clean and tidy, without any peculiar smell. Xie Ling is squatting in front of a pony. The pony's hair is softer than that of an adult horse, and its eyes are dark. It is very cute. There is a feeding trough in front of the pony. It takes a look and thanks Ling lowered his head to eat, and took a look at Xie Ling who lowered his head to eat, he looked quite happy.

"Do you think it treats me like a meal?" Young Master Xie raised his head and asked.

"It's not that smart." Fu Mingcheng laughed, he stretched out his hand to pull the young master up, dusted him up with a natural attitude, and said maliciously, "Maybe it's because I'm afraid that you will snatch the food."

Xie Ling narrowed his eyes, and looked carefully at the man in front of him, "Queque."

"Huh?" The man lowered his eyes, his expression still docile.

Young Master Xie bullied himself close to the man, and said in a cold tone, "The canary has learned to contradict the gold master. I dote on you too much!"

A smile flashed across Fu Mingcheng's eyes, and he quietly put his arms around Xie Ling's waist, "Well, Queque is proud of being favored."

Maybe it was because of the car accident. During this period of time, his mind was extremely chaotic, and his thinking was so chaotic that he couldn't believe it. He actually thought that he was a substitute for He Xuan and An Jin. This kind of misconception was illogical, but Ling Ling was willing Playing the "canary" game with him, during this period of time he was so happy that he actually didn't want to wake up subconsciously.

If it hadn't been for this place's impact on him too much, he might really continue to be stupid.

Fu Mingcheng lowered his head slightly, like a devout believer kissing his god.

Young Master Xie found that he really didn't have much talent in kissing, but Que Que had made rapid progress. He was evenly matched at the beginning, but as the number of kisses increased, Young Master Xie couldn't bear it anymore.

After the kiss was over, Xie Ling's brain was hypoxic and his eyes were slightly red. He firmly supported the wall and stood firm with the belief that "the gold master cannot lose his position in front of the canary".

"I didn't bother you, did I?"

Young Master Xie felt a resentful sound rang in his ears, he followed the sound and turned his head to look over, and saw a tightly wrapped ball.

Xie Ling hesitated: "...Wen Ziran?"

Fu Mingcheng was in the immersion mode just now, he didn't notice his surroundings at all, he just saw the ball just now, he raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard Xie Ling's words, his expression was a little surprised.

How did Ling Ling recognize it?

Wen Ziran: "It's not easy, you still have my cousin in your eyes."

Xie Ling: "...It's hard to think about it." Such a big lump, how blind would it be if you couldn't see it?

Wen Ziran wanted to cross his arms, but failed because his clothes were too thick, so he could only retreat and choose to akimbo.

"Isn't your progress a little too fast? A relationship should start with holding hands! Fortunately, it was me who saw me this time, and your father will see it... I have notified you in advance that your father has also come to the racecourse. You better hide him now!"

"Why hide?" Fu Mingcheng asked suddenly.

Fu Mingcheng's expression was innocent and his tone was aggrieved

"Is it Que Que who can't see people?"

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