Country d

The atmosphere in the presidential suite in the hotel, not far from the hospital, was a little congested.

Cheng Jia looked at the man who was sitting on the sofa with aggrieved look, who was indifferent to her "performance" from beginning to end, although his body had not fully recovered, and he was even too thin because of his illness.

However, he is still handsome, sexy and charming, and will always be a fatal attraction for her.

She was by his side for more than twenty days, carefully caring for him for more than twenty days, and still accompanied him as his fiancée. However, he regarded her as an invisible person and looked at her with cold eyes.

There was no trace of his past tenderness and affection for Wen Ran.

She told herself that it was because he lost his memory, so he was so indifferent. She had to be patient and impress him with her love.

She pursed her lips tightly, and she secretly calmed her emotions. A bright smile appeared on her delicate face. She gently pulled the hem of her skirt with one hand and tried to sit in front of him. She said softly: "Xiuchen, the weather is good today. Can we take the wedding photos?"

"Sit across from here."

She didn't sit down, Mo Xiuchen suddenly spoke, his tone was filled with a hint of inconsistent coldness.

Cheng Jia paused, and when she received the cold gaze from Mo Xiuchen, her heart trembled, she flattened her mouth aggrievedly, and reluctantly sat on the sofa opposite.

"Xiuchen, then we today..."

"I'm very busy today, you want to take pictures yourself."

Mo Xiuchen just glanced over her coldly when she was about to sit next to him, and his eyes were placed on the laptop screen again. His slender and fair fingers jumped nimbly on the keyboard, and the breath that enveloped him was noble and sacred.

Cheng Jiayi accidentally saw it and was obsessed with it.

If she had any happiness in these days, she could be by this man every day, even if he had always been as cold as the cold winter to her, at least she had not driven her away.

"Subscribe to a flight ticket to return home the day after tomorrow."

Cheng Jia was just conscious when Mo Xiuchen's voice suddenly came again. She blinked blankly, but didn't hear clearly what he said, and asked in a daze:

"Xiuchen, what did you say just now?"

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyes and glanced across her beautiful face, and a trace of displeasure flashed deep in his eyes.

He didn't understand why the old man clearly said that he loved Cheng Jia very much before, and said that Cheng Jia had saved him and was his savior, but he had no feeling at all when facing her these days.

He lost his memory and knew nothing about the past, but was born with smartness. Even if he lost his memory, he took action on the group affairs in a few days. Now he is far away in D-country and can control the group operations well.

I have to say that the most right thing Mo Jingteng did in his life was to hand over the group to Mo Xiuchen. Although he left for a while, Mo Jingteng now took advantage of his memory and snatched him away.

As soon as Mo Xiuchen returned to the company, the situation changed immediately. When Mo Zixuan took office, those companies that were tempted by the MS Group and tried to take the opportunity to get a share of the pie, now they dare not have any ideas.

Even Haochen, who has been competing with them recently, has been much more restrained.

Mo Xiuchen's deep and sharp eyes remained on Cheng Jia's beautiful face. He didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly asked in a daze: "You and I had a good relationship before?"

The confusion on Cheng Jia's face was replaced by surprise. She looked at Mo Xiuchen in surprise. She immediately smiled charmingly and nodded vigorously: "Yes, Xiuchen, have you remembered it?"

She was very excited, as if if he remembered it, he would not have neglected her like he is now.

Mo Xiuchen frowned, his expression still faded like ice: "No, book a plane ticket to return to China the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, he closed the notebook, got up and left.

Cheng Jia heard it clearly this time, and she opened her eyes in shock, "Xiuchen, are you going to return to China? Your body has not fully recovered and needs to rest for a while."

While saying that, she stood up and saw that Mo Xiuchen had already walked to the door, she asked nervously again: "Xiuchen, where are you going?"

Mo Xiuchen turned around and his eyes swept to her coldly with the coldness of the severe winter: "I'll go out for a walk, don't follow me."

"Cleaning Dust..."

Cheng Jia stood in the room and watched Mo Xiuchen close the door and leave. She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes full of loss and injury.

He didn't let her follow, she wouldn't dare to follow.

Although Mo Xiuchen lost his memory, his personality and temper did not change. His amnesia only took away his warmth towards Wen Ran and restored his initial indifference and arrogance.

Walking out of the hotel, Mo Xiuchen wandered alone on the streets of Country D. The afternoon sun hid in the clouds, the cool breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers, and pedestrians on the street came and went, and from time to time, the opposite sex looked back at him.

Mo Xiuchen walked casually, and his heart without memory seemed to be empty. When he dreamed at midnight, he would always feel sad and feel that he had lost the most precious thing.

His eyes fell on the young men and women shopping in front of him, but another scene suddenly appeared in front of him, like a picture that had appeared in a dream.

It also feels like a long time ago but it makes people feel heart-pounding. It is also a man and a woman walking in the streets of a foreign land, and the scene flashed through his mind, but it made him feel an indescribable throbbing in his heart.

His tall figure stood on the street, and his handsome carved face unconsciously felt a little confused. He suddenly closed his eyes and had a strong thought in his mind, wanting to grasp the picture that flashed through his mind just now.

However, when he closed his eyes and thought, his mind was blank and he could not remember anything.

The rapid ringtone of the cell phone rang. He opened his eyes, and his eyes as deep as a pond were cold and lonely. He pursed his lips tiredly. He took out his cell phone. When he saw the call, his eyebrows frowned.

"What's up?"

"Xiuchen, I called the doctor just now and he said you can't go back to China."

The phone number was called by Cheng Jia. Mo Xiuchen asked her to book a plane ticket and returned to China, so she naturally didn't want to. Her plan was to take a wedding dress with Mo Xiuchen abroad, and it would be best if she could become his woman and return to China together.

She was uneasy if she didn't get him for a day.

Although Mo Xiuchen forgot about Wen Ran, he was not enthusiastic about her. She had been with him as a fiancée for more than 20 days. Not to mention sleeping with him, she never had any physical contact.

Whenever she wanted to get close to him, Mo Xiuchen either made excuses to avoid it or directly asked her to stay away from him.

Just now, he asked that strange question again and wanted to return to China. Cheng Jia's heart suddenly became hung. The only thought in her heart was to prevent Mo Xiuchen from returning to China.
Chapter completed!