After amnesia, the prospective ex-wife is a little wrong

Those two photo frames had sterling silver frames, apparently purchased from the same brand, and the slightly larger photo frame contained a photo that Lu Jiaren was very familiar with, and it was also a wedding photo of her and Zhen Zhen.In the photo, she looked ahead and smiled faintly, while Zhen Zhen stood beside her, her eyes fell on the side of her face, looking very gentle.

Since when did they slowly become estranged?Lu Jiaren casually picked up the smaller photo frame next to it. In the photo was a young couple. The two were obviously much closer. The wife had a bright smile on her face, as if twinkling in the stars.

Looking at the face that was somewhat similar to Zhen Zhen, Lu Jiaren guessed that these were Zhen Zhen's parents, the couple who passed away unexpectedly when she was seven years old, Zhen Zhen never put photos of them at home , it turned out to be here.She gently put down the photo frame, returned to the sofa and sat down.

At the same time, in the large conference room not far from the office, more than a dozen senior executives and technicians of Tianfeng were sitting, with dignified expressions and focused eyes. The project director whispered to his subordinates: "Mr. Very rigorous, don’t talk nonsense when reporting later, get straight to the point.”

The content of the new project is projected on the big screen one by one. The person in charge of each link takes turns to report, and Zhen Zhen is the final check. She has an outstanding appearance and indifferent temperament. The eyes will sweep over lightly, making the reporter feel a sense of tension involuntarily.

The tone of the report also unknowingly became more compact and solemn.

Suddenly, the door of the conference room was opened, and the assistant walked in briskly. He walked to the chair and whispered a few words.

The onlookers noticed that after listening to those words, Mr. Zhen's eyes lit up obviously, and he even turned his head subconsciously, and glanced out of the glass that was tightly covered by the blinds.

Their always rigorous and calm Mr. Zhen had a gentle expression on his face. In the subsequent project summary, she almost said a word wrong. It is almost impossible for Mr. Zhen to make a mistake.

The whole meeting ended 10 minutes earlier than expected. Zhen Zhen closed the computer and walked towards the door of the meeting room as fast as possible. When she was about to reach the door of her office, her steps suddenly slowed down again. Some, as if trying to calm down her mood, she raised her hand to tidy up her undisturbed hair, and then opened the door.

Lu Jiaren was sitting in front of the sofa waiting for her. The sunset light came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the whole room glow with a brilliant, golden-orange light. It was almost hard to tell whether it was real or an illusion. After the eyes adjusted to the light, , Zhen Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did you come here?"

There was some excitement in his tone.

"I owe you a meal in the morning," Lu Jiaren said again the reason he had thought up, "I happened to pass by nearby and wanted to come to you for dinner, but I didn't know you were so busy..." She blinked , "Will it delay you?"

"No." Zhen Zhen said categorically, and she was ready to turn around and go out, "What do you want to eat? I'll take you there."

Lu Jiaren hurriedly stopped her: "You don't need to go out to eat. I heard from your assistant just now that you have a conference call and so on. How do you usually have dinner? Can I have some with you?"

She intended to make up for what happened in the morning, but if Zhen Zhen's original arrangements were to be delayed instead, it would become a debt to her again.Thinking of this, Lu Jiaren was afraid that Zhen Zhen would refuse, so he stood up and grabbed her sleeve.

Zhen Zhen didn't move anymore, her eyes slowly turned down, and landed on that soft white hand, the corners of her lips curled up as if there was nothing: "Yes."

Ten minutes later, the assistant knocked on the door of the office and brought in two packed lunch boxes. Zhen Zhen's dinner on weekdays is usually the same as that of the employees. It is a boxed meal delivered by the cafeteria downstairs.Today, because of Lu Jiaren's visit, the assistant worked hard and brought two extra boxes of desserts.

"I didn't know you were here for dinner. I chose a few popular dishes..." The assistant worried about the boss who invited his wife to a staff meal, "If it doesn't suit my taste, I'll change it."

Lu Jiaren made up his mind to come to send warmth, of course he would not care about such trivial matters, he smiled and said thanks: "It's okay, just taste what the elites of technology companies usually eat."

When they were talking, Zhen Zhen took the initiative to place the chairs on both sides of the coffee table and opened the lunch box.The dishes are really not complicated. Beef tenderloin with kale and Bazhen tofu are the main dishes. The main dishes are rice and preserved egg porridge.

They are all the usual food, but today because there are more people, it seems that the taste of the dishes has become a little different.

Lu Jiaren has a lot of taboos. The squid in Bazhen Tofu is very high in calories. She picks it out and puts it on the lid of the box. She doesn't like Chinese kale, so she poked the beef fillet a few more times with her chopsticks.Not long after, she saw a small bowl suddenly appeared in front of her, with a neat half bowl of beef in it.

"You... don't eat staple food at night, right?" Zhen Zhen pushed the small bowl in front of her, "I haven't touched this one yet."

"Why don't you just eat vegetarian dishes?" Lu Jiaren glanced at her lunch box, "I don't eat much, so don't worry about it."

But Zhen Zhen still insisted on putting the small bowl by her hand: "Eat it, it's not the first time you come to our company and you can't even eat well."

Lu Jiaren noticed that her ears seemed to be a little red, and when she was talking, she always had a faint smile on her face that seemed to be in a good mood. It should be her arrival that made Zhen Zhen feel...happy?

This kind of cognition made her feel a little subtle in her heart, so that after eating, she didn't go home immediately as planned, but asked, "What time do you get off work? How about I wait for you to go home together?"

After asking this sentence, she saw Zhen Zhen's eyes light up again.

But it was after nine o'clock in the evening. When Lu Jiaren woke up again, she found that she had fallen asleep on the sofa at some point. She was covered with a suit jacket, and the familiar floral-scented eau de toilette wrapped her. The lights were dimmed, and Zhen Zhen was sitting at his desk, quietly looking at the computer screen.

Lu Jiaren rubbed his eyes, picked up the suit and walked over, put the clothes back on the other's shoulders: "I'm wearing a coat..."

Because she had just woken up, her tone of voice was very soft, with a faint breath, which sounded like she was being coquettish.

Zhen Zhen didn't speak, but looked at her a little hesitantly. Lu Jiaren followed her gaze and suddenly became aware that something was wrong. Before Zhen Zhen could speak, she squatted down with a "wow".

"You...why don't you talk every time in your video?" She slowly raised her eyelashes from the gap between the desk and the seat, with a little anger in her eyes, "Did they see me?"

She heard Zhen Zhen speak a few words quickly, in a foreign language she couldn't understand, in a very tender voice, and then she raised her hand to turn off the video screen.

"Compared to the last time, your actions are not too surprising." Zhen Zhen got up and pushed the seat away so that the people under the desk would not be squeezed, "It's okay."

The "last time" she mentioned refers to the time when Lu Jiaren was taken out of the hospital and she mistakenly entered the camera during the video with Mrs. Lu. At that time, their actions were closer, if it wasn't for...

Lu Jiaren blushed and interrupted her hastily: "I understand, stop talking."

At that time, she was definitely affected by amnesia, not only took the initiative to sit on the opponent's lap, but even... She felt the hot shame burning up, and hurriedly wanted to stand up to escape the embarrassment.

But he forgot that he was squatting under a desk.

Lu Jiaren: "Woo--"

The hand has covered the bumped forehead.

Although Zhen Zhen on the other side reacted quickly and stretched out her hand to block it, she didn't have time after all. She bent down and squatted down to try to pull him up, but Lu Jiaren also subconsciously leaned back to dodge, between pushing and pulling, Zhen Zhen was caught Her center of gravity was unstable, and the two of them fell into the cramped space under the table at the same time.

The sound of breathing was intertwined, and it was very clear in the originally quiet office.

The idea that first broke into Lu Jiaren's mind was: It would be great if there was a tunnel under this desk.

The heat from the hand around her waist became more and more obvious, and she moved uncomfortably: "That... I'm sorry."

Under the faint light, those bright peach blossom eyes became more and more clear like water, and the lips seemed to be covered with water mist, moist and soft, which made people want to try what kind of touch it was.

Zhen Zhen's hand slowly went up from her waist and fell to her back.

With this posture and this movement, all the cells in Lu Jiaren's body trembled. Could it be... She was going to just kiss her like this, right?

The black eyelashes trembled, and the next second, she felt a sudden lightness in her body, and Zhen Zhen hugged her out from under the table.

Zhen Zhen maintained this posture, slid her left hand to the crook of her leg to pick her up, put her on the sofa firmly, and then asked, "Let me see if your forehead is scratched."

The forehead was not broken, but the shame was broken all over the place.

Lu Jiaren sideways avoided her fingertips, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm fine..."

I am absolutely insane, to imagine that she wanted to kiss her just now?

Before she could think of something to ease the atmosphere, Zhen Zhen spoke first: "Lu Jiaren, did I do something wrong?"

With a hesitant expression on her face, she asked softly, "Why do I feel like you've been avoiding me for the past two days?"

Although they still greeted her with smiles, the atmosphere between them did change a bit. It was a kind of vacillation that seemed to be inseparable, which made Zhen Zhen keenly feel a trace of fear.

I was afraid that this person would alienate her again, and take back the little bit of happiness that was finally handed over to her.

Lu Jiaren was stunned. She didn't expect Zhen Zhen to say such a thing. Judging from her tone, it seemed that she didn't reject her previous actions. On the contrary, she felt a little... like acting like a baby?

And she herself obviously couldn't resist the other party's lost eyes like an abandoned puppy.

Thinking of this, Lu Jiaren sighed in her heart. After hesitating for a moment, she made up her mind and hugged the person in front of her.

She thought she would be a little nervous, but the moment she threw herself into Zhen Zhen's arms, a familiar warmth made her heart tremble. She put her arms around Zhen Zhen's neck and whispered, "How can I hide from you... ...I...I like posting with my wife the most!"