At dinner time, the restaurant of Xiangzhai was bustling. Xiang's parents, Xiang Qinghao and Jiang Xinwei, Xiang Pohan, two old people, were living in the restaurant. They are the most important inheriting families of the whole Xiang medical empire. Of course, there are powerful collateral families handed down from a century ago. They also enjoy the equity and dividends of the whole family business, only accounting for about 20%. Most of the control of

is still in their hands.

Now, there are a large number of collateral members of Xiang family, more than 300 of whom are still on record. Some of them are divorced from the family industry and go abroad for development, while most of them are still working in the family industry.

The management of such a large clan has established a very perfect management concept and system, with Xiang Bohan and Xiang Qinghao as the executors and heirs, who enjoy the highest control right.

Now, the number of Xiang family members is not prosperous, which is also the concern of the elderly. It is inevitable that the number of Xiang family members is thin, which will directly affect the heirs of the next generation, and even continue the crisis of this medical empire.

At the dinner table, Jiang Xinwei saw Xiang Qinghao's uncle. This elder is younger than she expected. It is said that he is in his thirties, but he still looks twenty-eight years old. However, the majesty of those who have lived in the upper position for a long time is still strong.

Xiang Baohan is also very happy to meet Jiang Xinwei. He is happy for his nephew. At least one of the two bachelors in his family has to solve this problem. Moreover, the burden of inheritance is lighter.

"Uncle, when are you going to leave?" Xiang Qinghao asked curiously.

"Maybe I'll stay at home for a week before I leave," Xiang thought

"That's good. I want to talk to you more."

"Thin and cold, stay more time! Dad needs your help. " Xiang Sinian said to his brother.

Xiang Bo Han nodded at once, "OK, I'll stay and help dad to study the antidote together."

Now, the most important thing is to terminate the contract for Xiang Qinghao.

This evening, Jiang Xinwei had a rest earlier. Xiang Qinghao sat and chatted with Xiang Baohan in the top floor tavern with him until very late. Two uncles and nephews were originally people who talked about everything.

Two people chat, while drinking wine, until three o'clock in the morning, the two uncles and nephews returned to their rooms to rest.

When Xiang Qinghao passes Jiang Xinwei's door, he stops for a while, staring at the door with a little drunk eyes, and a satisfied smile rises from the corner of his mouth.

Early morning.

When Jiang Xinwei woke up, she pushed the door out. She took a look at the closed door next door. Instead of disturbing Xiang Qinghao, she went down the hall.

"Breakfast is ready, Miss Jiang." The servant came up to her.

"And Madame and master?" Asked Jiang Xinwei curiously.

"Madame and master are out. They let you rest at home. Master went to bed late last night. He may have to get up later."

Jiang Xinwei nodded, and the servant asked her if she wanted to have breakfast in the garden. She answered, and her breakfast was sent to a restaurant under the garden.

The environment is beautiful, just like the world of children's flowers. Jiang Xinwei's mood is relaxed and joyful.

While enjoying breakfast, I heard the servant's voice coming from the other side of the arch, "good morning, young master."

Soon, Xiang Qinghao stepped out in a casual suit. Jiang Xinwei looked at him in surprise. Didn't she sleep late last night? Why do you get up so early?

"How are you getting up? Don't you sleep more? " Jiang Xinwei asked him with concern.

Xiang Qinghao sat opposite her with a big smile. "I can't sleep when I think of you using breakfast alone."

"How do you know I use breakfast alone?"

"Last night, my mother told me that she and my father are going out in the morning. Aren't you going to have breakfast alone?" Xiang Qinghao finished, reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. The light red blood was still there.

"Then you can go to sleep after breakfast." Jiang Xinwei looked at him painfully.

"It's OK. I'll accompany you and take a nap in the afternoon." Xiang Qinghao holds his chin and looks at the bright girl. Under the morning sun, she looks fresh and sweet, which makes him feel inadequate.

Outside the garden, a white sports car stopped, Myra stepped out of the car, dressed meticulously, dressed in a sexy tight skirt and a beautiful face. She naturally walked towards the hall.

When the servant saw her, he immediately panicked and went up to greet her. "Miss Myra, you are here."

"Where is brother Qinghao?" Asked Myra directly.

"Young master, he He's having breakfast! "

Myra took a look at the location of the restaurant. "Where does he use breakfast?"

"In In the garden, Miss Myra, what can I do for you? "

"Do I have anything to do with brother Qinghao? I don't need to tell you!" Melanie came to look down on servants. In her eyes, servants are not qualified to inquire about her.

Meila came here as a guest with her father when she was a child. She had been very familiar with Xiang's manor for a long time. She turned her back and put her money in the direction of the garden.

When she saw the table top in the garden, sitting was not only Xiang Qinghao, but also the girl who got in the way. Her face slightly changed. She immediately called out, "brother Qinghao, you are here!"

Xiang Qinghao twisted his eyebrows. From his mother, he had fully understood the relationship with Myra.

Jiang Xinwei sees Meila. At this moment, she is not sad last night. She knows that Meila is just a playmate who grew up with Xiang Qinghao. Xiang Qinghao has no love for her.

"Myra, here you are." Xiang Qinghao's eyes are a little cold. Meila touches his eyes and tightens her heart. Has brother Qinghao recovered his memory? "Brother Qinghao, I have something for you." Meila finished, took out the album from her bag, which is the evidence that she sorted it out and grew up with Xiang Qinghao.

Moreover, there are many parties where she hugs Xiang Qinghao intimately. These photos are all taken by her friends, and she keeps them all the time.

Meila also ignores Jiang Xinwei's existence. She picks up the album and hands it to Xiang Qinghao. "This is our most precious memory. You must appreciate it carefully!"

Xiang Qinghao approaches the album and nods, "OK, I'll read it."

"Now look!" Meila finished, sat down, reached for the servant, and said, "give me a breakfast!"

After that, Meila's eyes showed hostility to Jiang Xinwei, "Why are you still here? You pretended to faint last night, just want to stay! "

Meila didn't know that overnight, Jiang Xinwei had already become the most important existence in Xiang Qinghao's heart.

"Hello, miss Meila. My name is Jiang Xinwei." Jiang Xinwei doesn't want a sinner.

Meila's eyes are very bad at looking at her. "I don't care who you are. Brother Qinghao has lost his memory. If you want to take this opportunity to find a sense of existence in front of him, I advise you to stop dreaming."

"Myra, what are you saying to my girlfriend?" Xiang Qinghao's low voice, with warning.

Meila immediately stares at Xiang Qinghao, then stares at Jiang Xinwei, and asks wrongly, "brother Qinghao, are you mistaken? I am your girlfriend!"

"Myra, I know we grew up together, but I believe you also know that I always treat you as my sister." Xiang Qinghao calmly explained that Meila wanted to confuse people while he lost his memory.

Meila's eyes flashed a touch of hurt. She bit her teeth and asked sadly, "but But what do you say about our relationship? "

This sentence made Jiang Xinwei, who was holding a cup of milk beside her, shake her hand. The milk cup in her hand, which was not clenched, broke on the ground under her feet with a bang.

Jiang Xinwei's head was blank for a few seconds. She was pulled back by the sound of fragmentation. She panicked and said, "I'm sorry."

Xiang Qinghao's face was suddenly in a hurry. He walked quickly to Jiang Xinwei, reached out and pulled her to stand up, so that the broken glass wouldn't scratch her, and asked the servant to clean it.

Meila saw that her words were powerful enough. She immediately covered her lips and cried pitifully, "brother Qinghao, have you forgotten all these? I was a little drunk that night, but But I am willing to... "

"Myra, that's enough." Xiang Qinghao gave a deep scolding. Junyan was gloomy. Even if he lost his memory, he knew that he would never mess with a woman who didn't feel it.

But Jiang Xinwei is not the same. She used to know little about Xiang Qinghao's past. Now, Meila is crying like this again, as if this is true.

Her heart was really stimulated. Even though she didn't care about her first thought, she was still unable to resist her panic and loss.

"Brother Qinghao, you can not admit it, but Facts are facts. " Mei La just felt that Jiang Xinwei's face had changed because of this incident, which indicated that she was very concerned about this incident, as long as she had bitten to death and slept.

Jiang Xinwei may leave, but she will care about this kind of things.

"Xinwei, let's go! Myra, please leave. " Xiang Qinghao finishes saying, pulls up Jiang Xinwei to leave, at the same time, he also does not want to listen to Mei La again nonsense.

"Miss Jiang, would you please return brother Qinghao to me?" Meila starts to work for Jiang Xinwei.

Jiang Xinwei's heart is in a mess. She doesn't know how to let it, because she also loves Xiang Qinghao.

But have they ever had that relationship?

"Brother Qinghao, you can't do this to me You have to believe me. I really love you! " Myra came after her.

Xiang Qinghao gives Jiang Xinwei to the servant behind him. "Take Miss Jiang upstairs to have a rest."

Jiang Xinwei looks back at him. She doesn't say anything. She goes upstairs alone.

Xiang Qinghao looks at her silent back. His heart is aching. In fact, he has lost his memory. Even though he knows that Meila is talking about panic, he is not sure whether he has made such a mistake.

"Brother Qinghao..." Meila came to see Xiang Qinghao, whose face was extremely ugly. She was shocked.

"Tell me the truth. Are you telling me the truth or not?" Xiang Qinghao, biting his teeth, pressed her.

"Of course it is."

"Who can prove it?" Xiang Qinghao doesn't believe her.

Meila shook her head and said wrongly, "how can you let others know about this kind of thing! Only you and I know And... That night, only two of us were together... "

"Time, place, make it clear." Xiang Qinghao clenches his fist. He wants to find out. Myra immediately thought of the last time she didn't succeed. She immediately said, "two years ago, at a banquet, you were a little drunk, and I was a little drunk We just... It happened naturally. "