Ni chuxue also didn't expect that Xiang Baohan would personally bring her a bowl of porridge. Under the eyes of Mei LA's complicated eyes, her pretty face was a little nervous and quietly hot.

"Is this delicious? I want to eat it too! " Myra immediately smiled at the thin cold. Eager to bring her a bowl of bird's nest porridge, Ni chuxue thought of handing her the bowl in front of her. However, Xiang stood up and opened his mouth to a passing waiter. "Give this lady a bowl of bird's nest porridge, thank you

The waiter immediately replied warmly, "just a moment, please send it."

Meila's smile can't help but freeze. She looks down and drinks her juice. Soon, the waiter brings a bowl of bird's nest porridge to her and brings it to her.

However, for Myra, it doesn't matter whether she drinks porridge or not, but if it's a thin cold brought to her by herself, the meaning is quite different.

When Ni Chu saw that Meila had it, she began to drink it peacefully, cutting the bread in a thin, cold and elegant way, and the charm of maturity showed from time to time.

This makes Myra on the other side have no intention to eat. Her heart is all around the man. How could she have such a chance to approach him before?

So close only to find that the charming appearance of the thin cold, as well as in his mature face, that a delicate human mind.

Meila's heart, the dark and straight jump, she can't help holding her chin, toward the thin cold road, "Uncle Xiang, I've just come to your place, there are many things I don't understand, can you teach me!"

Ni chuxue's beautiful eyes are slightly gaping, and her sister even goes to trouble him.

And she has always been, can not trouble him, he must not trouble.

Xiang Pohan smiled. "Miss Meila, if you need anything, I can ask someone to help you. As for me, I'm very busy."

Meila can't help but pucker her red lips. She is lost and says, "thank you. I'll have the first snow with me."

The thin and cold eyes fell on the girl's face, which was silent nearby. On the delicate and white face, a layer of melancholy thought appeared, which made him not help to grasp it.

What is she worrying about?

Myra felt that she had eaten too little, so she got up again and went to get the food.

The thin and cold body of Xiang approached the girl beside him and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter? Do you have a mind? Why not? "

Ni Chu snow can't help but be frightened, look up, clear water Mou bumps into the man's deep eyes, she has a kind of mind can't escape the oppressive feeling.

"No No! " Ni chuxue shakes her head.

However, Xiang knew that she had, but was unwilling to tell him, which made him somewhat gloomy.

After her family arrived, it didn't seem that they needed him very much.

"I have something else to do. I'll go first. If you need any help, please contact me directly." As he opened his mouth, he got up.

When Ni Chu Xue turned around, she saw only the tall figure leaving the dining room. Meila was coming back with her food. She saw the thin and cold item she left. She said in a dull way, "how can he go like this?"

"Sister, he's busy." Ni chuxue explains it as a thin cold. Meila is an extremely sensitive person. Her eyes immediately look at Ni chuxue like a question. "He just brought you porridge himself. It seems that your relatives are very close! To be honest, how close are you to each other

Ni chuxue is at a loss because of such a problem. She shakes her head. "We just get along with friends."

"Is it? In his capacity, how can I make friends with you? Did you use any means to attract him? "

"No matter, uncle Xiang is not such a person, elder sister, don't make such a wild guess." Ni chuxue retorts angrily.

Myra hummed, "in a word, you are not allowed to make his idea."

Ni Chu Xue's mouth corners, conjures up a slightly bitter smile, "how dare I make his idea?"

After a while, khiya and his wife also came down. Gu Mingfan and his wife also came later. They had breakfast together.

After breakfast, Gu Mingfan arranged a play project and took the khiya couple to visit some famous scenic spots in the city.

Ni chuxue is with her family, and her mood is also very good. Kehia and his wife also found that Gu Mingfan and his wife love Ni chuxue more, which made them make a decision.

That is to leave Ni chuxue behind, to stay with this childless couple, they still have Meila, and their side, without children's company, must be very lonely.

Xiangzhai.

In this house, all the people of Xiang family lived comfortably, and decided to hold a wedding before Xiang Qinghao's wedding.

At the moment, in a study in Xiangzhai, the atmosphere is a little dignified. Xiangsinian's hand is holding a medicine box. He reaches out to open it, and there is a row of liquid medicine frozen inside. It's the antidote he made for his son.

"Qinghao, are you ready?"

”Well, it's done. " Xiang Qinghao nodded. He thought about it very well.

He wants to retrieve the memory of the past.

"Do you need to call Xinwei to accompany you?" Xiang Sinian suggested.

Xiang Qinghao shook his head. "No, she's here. She's just worried a lot, and I'm confident."

Xiang Sinian saw that his son was so determined. It happened that this batch of drugs was also developed by his team. He was also very confident.

"Lie down! I'll inject you. Maybe you'll sleep for hours

Xiang Qinghao lies down on the sofa. He pillows his arm and comforts his father with a smile. "Dad, don't worry. Big deal is sleeping."

Xiang Sinian was also very angry about his son's amnesia. However, up to now, it has not been found out who gave his son amnesia injection.

He hoped that if his son could recall it, he would find out the man. Anyway, it was a potential danger, and he had to find out.

Xiang Sinian skillfully prepared the potion. When he injected his hand into his son's arm, his hand was still slightly shaking. He took a deep breath.

Pierced the blood vessels of his son's arm and put the potion in.

Xiang Qinghao's eyebrows just twisted, then closed his eyes. In his mind, all the happy pictures with Jiang Xinwei came out.

However, when the images were disturbed by something, he immediately held his head and felt the tingling of the head nerve.

"Er..." Xiang Qinghao sat on the sofa, but fell down in pain.

"Qinghao How are you doing? " Xiang Sinian immediately went to help his son. At this time, his heart was aching. "Head. It hurts... " Xiang Qinghao lies heavily back on the sofa, closes his eyes, resists the pain, endures it, and slowly falls into a coma due to the medicine.