Although Jiang Xinwei is worried, but, does not need his apology, he has experienced all this, her heartache is too late!

She reached for him, shook her head and said, "don't apologize to me. Compared to your injury, I'm just a little scared. What is it? As long as you're OK! "

Xiang Qinghao's heart warms up. After he loses his memory, what he needs most is the trust and understanding of people around him. His family, needless to say, even his loved ones, are so tolerant and understanding, which really makes him feel satisfied.

Xiang Qinghao reached out and stroked the back of her head, kissed her in her hair, and said to her, "pack up your box and move to the guest room next to my bedroom."

Jiang Xinwei is stunned and looks up at him. Isn't this where the guests live?

As if seeing through her thoughts, Xiang Qinghao smiled and approached her. "You are not a general guest, you are my most important person."

After that, Xiang Qinghao's eyes showed a little expectation, "or do you want to live next door?"

Jiang Xinwei shook her head. Of course she would, "I would."

Xiang Qinghao smiled contentedly, reached out to tighten the zipper of her gift box, lifted it, and reached for her. "Follow me."

Jiang Xinwei put her hand in his palm and let him pull her out.

After a while, Mrs. Xiang heard that the servant reported the incident. She also thought it was right. Jiang Xinwei's position in her son's heart is self-evident. She sincerely hoped that her son would marry Jiang Xinwei to be her daughter-in-law.

"Go up and have a look. If there is anything that needs to be replaced, immediately replace it. Make sure that Miss Jiang is most satisfied." Xiang's wife works with a servant, so she won't go up.

Jiang Xinwei and her son's world are bound to happen. She, as an elder, doesn't interfere much. She just pays close attention to it secretly.

Jiang Xinwei's guest room is naturally very luxurious and warm. When the servants come in, they change some more girl like bedspreads and put on very exquisite accessories. It looks like a girl's boudoir.

Jiang Xinwei stood aside with some consternation, watching the servant come in and orderly change the things in the room for her, which made her feel as if she was preparing a long-lived bedroom for her.

Jiang Xinwei went to the side, picked up her mobile phone and made a phone call to her parents, telling her that she had reached Xiang's home safely, so that they didn't have to worry.

Jiang's parents naturally don't worry about her. When her daughter grows up, it's time to give her freedom and space.

Jiang Xinwei calls Xing Lihan again to thank him for this arrangement. On the phone, Xing Lihan is also very concerned about her relationship with Xiang Qinghao. Jiang Xinwei also tells him truthfully that Xiang Qinghao has lost his memory, but their feelings have not changed.

After two phone calls, Jiang Xinwei's room was also arranged. The servants politely greeted her and then left.

Leave her a quiet private space. Jiang Xinwei sits on the sofa and looks at the bedroom. Although there is no lack of money in the family, compared with the wealth of this century old family, the quality of all aspects is clear.

Jiang Xinwei sighed softly. It seems that she will work harder to be a better person in the future and strive to stand higher. In the future, she will stand with him and be more correct.

In her heart, she did not covet the power and wealth of Xiang family. What she thought was that she could become better.

Jiang Xinwei also stayed here at ease. Here, she also felt like a family. The parents of Xiang family are very good people. This family gives her a kind of cordiality.

When the door was knocked, Jiang Xinwei answered, "please come in."

Xiang Qinghao pushed the door in and watched her sitting on the sofa thinking about things. He looked at her immediately and sat beside her. "What's the problem?"

Jiang Xinwei chuckled and didn't hide her inner thoughts. "I'm thinking, I'll try harder in the future."

"Why?" Xiang Qinghao asked with a smile.

Jiang Xinwei wanted to say, to be worthy of him, but it seems that she must marry him. Although it's in her heart, girls have to be more reserved.

"Because I I want to be better. " Jiang Xinwei curved her lips and smiled.

Xiang Qinghao has a very keen mind, lost memory, just took away his past memory, but did not affect his whole way of thinking. He can hear that behind Jiang Xinwei's words, it must be influenced by the strength of his family.

Make her want to be better, better, in the future with him, will be more right.

Xiang Qinghao's eyes stared at her seriously, reached for her hand, and opened his mouth in a low voice, "Xinwei, you just need to be yourself! Don't change anything for me. I don't want you to be too tired. "

Jiang Xinwei is embarrassed. Does he still see through her mind? Jiang Xinwei blinked, but still very seriously replied, "I hope I can become better."

Xiang Qinghao looked at her with some stubbornness, and couldn't help nodding her pretty nose. "OK, whatever, but don't be too tired."

Jiang Xinwei is too familiar with this flirtation, which makes her eyes slightly red. She purses her lips and nods, "well, I won't let you worry."

Unconsciously, the two faces have been close together, and the two eyes, also closely look at each other, in the eyes of each other's admiration for the eyes, that kind of similar, wisps of emotion intertwined.

As if the two people's minds are interlinked, they can understand each other's thoughts at a glance.

Xiang Qinghao approached little by little, and Jiang Xinwei, with her head on her side, blinked long eyelashes and closed her eyes slightly.

Xiang Qinghao looks at her such cooperation, and is surprised. His thin lips gently burn to her red lips. The soft touch makes his heart throb fiercely. His big palm is forced to buckle to her back brain and deepen.

A kiss, Jiang Xinwei blushed with shame, this is her willing.

Xiang Qinghao is not too abrupt, even this kiss, for him, is so excited, just like a young man in love, and she is the most precious existence in his heart.

Just then, a servant knocked at the door. Xiang Qinghao got up and opened the door and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Eldest young master, seventh master is back. I want to see you downstairs."

"My uncle is back?" Xiang Qinghao is surprised. He says to Jiang Xinwei behind him, "I'll go down first. You can rest here. I'll introduce you to my uncle later."

"Well, you can go!" Jiang Xinwei nodded and confirmed that their uncle and nephew wanted to talk about important matters.

Xiang Qinghao stepped out of the door and went downstairs. He saw a mature and steady man sitting with his parents in the hall. He was thin and cold.

"Uncle." Xiang Qinghao immediately walked over happily. This sentence was so easy for him to say, as if he had called it before.

Xiang Pohan looked at him, and his face was relieved and relaxed. He stood up and said to his nephew, "it seems that you are OK except for amnesia."

"I'm fine! Don't worry about me, uncle. " Xiang Qinghao sat beside him and said, "how is the case going?"

"I checked almost all the important employees, but I didn't find out the existence of the inner ghost. My people are still asking. I came back this time to ask you if there is anything suspicious after waking up." His eyes were shining.

Xiang Qinghao frowned. "When I wake up, the first person I see is you."

Xiang Pohan also knew that he couldn't ask anything. He came back in person this time. What he expected was to see if he had anything to do. At the same time, he made all the staff nervous and everyone trembled. He didn't want to make the staff panic too much.

He thought that this matter might not be found out in a short time. He could relax first, so that the person behind could also have a chance to breathe. Maybe he could relax too, and only then could he show his flaws.

"Now there are my people watching over there. If there is any disturbance, they will report it as soon as possible. Now the most important thing is to develop antidotes." The voice is thin and cold.

"At the beginning, we didn't expect that this potion would be used by our own people, so there's no antidote, but now it's still a long time to develop it."

"It's OK. I can wait." Xiang Qinghao comforts his father.

"Bo Han, now it's all up to you. We dare not let Qinghao run around before he recovers his memory. It's too dangerous." Mrs. Xiang opened her mouth.

"Don't worry! Sister in law, I will make Qinghao at home. " The cold of the neck naturally takes over the heavy burden.

"With you, we'll be relieved." Xiang Sinian looks at his brother, which is the trust between consanguinity without any reason.

"I've worked hard for you, uncle. If I can help you, please send me a message." Xiang Qinghao looks at Xiaoshu.

"Well, I'll see Grandpa and Dad first. I'll see you at dinner." With Xiang Pohan finished, he took the lead in getting up and leaving.

Mrs. Xiang looked at her uncle's departure and sighed, "the burden on Bo Han is heavy. Dad and grandpa are still expecting him to get married as soon as possible. Where can we have time to talk about feelings?"

"It's all my fault, so that my uncle doesn't even have time to fall in love." Xiang Qinghao is really upset. Now, he is accompanied by Jiang Xinwei, which makes him feel more guilty.

Xiang Pohan came to the place where his father and grandfather lived. After reporting the situation, he was naturally pulled up.

This is probably the most helpless thing for Bo Han. Since he was 25 years old, his father and grandfather have been talking about life events. Now, he is nearly 32 years old, talking more frequently.

Maybe he reports on his work outside, and it's not as important as his life events.

"Well, Grandpa, Dad, I'll find it sometime." The item thin cold perfunctory father.

"I've listened to this sentence for several years, and you won't change your excuse?" Xiang Laozi hummed. When he was old, he found that there was no successor in the family business.

The family is getting bigger and bigger, but the incense is so small. Among his own children, except Xiang Qinghao, others are all members of the church.

On the contrary, the side branches of the family are more and more prosperous. Can they not be in a hurry?