"Sir, do you recognize the wrong person?" The woman stood up wrongfully from the ground, patted the dust on her body and lifted a few broken hair by her ears.

"Aren't you jovinci?"

Jiang Wenhao was stunned and squinted at the woman in front of him.

As like as two peas or a figure, she is almost as bad as Qiao Wenqian, who was sent to Beichen four years ago, to be the same as the right to take the imperial honour.

So a living man stood in front of him and said that Jiang Wenhao recognized the wrong person?

He doesn't believe it.

Besides, Qin as like as two peas, is not a daughter who can come out of the same twins.

There must be something wrong.

"You said you weren't jovinci. Who are you?" Jiang Wenhao pinched out the cigarette burning at his fingertips and looked at her for a moment.

"Xu Luoyi."

Just now Jiang Wenhao pushed her down, and the leaflets she was holding fell to the ground and sprinkled everywhere. Xu Luoyi sighed and reported her name to him and went to pick it up.

"Surname Xu?"

"Yes."

I don't know why the man recognized her as someone else. Xu Luoyi looked at him timidly, clever and calm, just like a little white rabbit at a loss.

Jiang Wenhao as like as two peas avoid leaning to either side, and picked up the last leaflet and handed it to her hand. After close observation, the woman was exactly the same as Qiao Wenqian, especially the mole on the corner of the eye, which was impartial and not imprinted.

Surnamed Xu, Jiang Wenhao really doesn't believe it.

"If nothing happens, sir, I'll be busy first."

After finishing the stack of leaflets in her hand, Xu Luoyi bypassed him and wanted to continue to distribute them, but her hand was only half stretched out, but Jiang Wenhao stood in front of her, "Miss Xu, are you free? Maybe have a cup of afternoon tea? "

Xu Luoyi couldn't get a clue about Jiang Wenhao's hospitality. Didn't the man hurt her inexplicably a second ago?

"Sir, I'm very busy. There are still many leaflets that haven't been sent out..."

Before Xu Luoyi finished, Jiang Wenhao grabbed a stack of paper in her hand and dragged it into the trash can. "What's your salary for handing out leaflets today? I'll give it back to you ten times."

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Cherry fruit tea restaurant.

"You said you had a serious car accident abroad and lost your memory?" Jiang Wenhao put the teacup in his hand on the table excitedly, and the surprise at the bottom of his eyes was choppy.

"Well, I lingered on the edge of life and death for a long time before I was rescued." Thinking of the terrible accident, Xu Luoyi's hand holding the tea cup was shaking, "my face was broken by glass for several times. I hate to be scary. In order to cover up the scar, I also made a micro adjustment."

Listening to her word by word, Jiang Wenhao nodded thoughtfully. Before, she always felt that her facial features were a little strange. It turned out that she had done micro adjustment.

"During the coma, a couple who moved to the United States took care of me. Listen to them. I stayed at their house before. " Holding the tea in her hand, Xu Luoyi took a shallow sip. "I once asked them what my past was like, but they all avoided talking and said it was better to forget that man."

Hearing what she said, Jiang Wenhao's face changed and he became more and more sure of his guess. Xu Luoyi was Qiao Wenxi.

"But I finally came back. Maybe, even if I forget, some things can't be waved away anymore." The sunset, through the French window, poured on her delicate body, with a trace of plush warmth.

"Food, clothing, housing and transportation haven't been solved yet? It's so hard to send leaflets. Why don't you live in my apartment in the city first. " With that, Jiang Wenhao leaned lazily on the sofa and threw the key on the table.

"Mr. Jiang, no merit or reward."

Xu Luoyi was stunned and flattered and pushed the key back, but Jiang Wenhao didn't allow her to refuse.