A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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She blinked her pompous eyes, "Having been injured so many times, this is the rarest one. She has lost her memory. Fortunately, it's not that she has become mentally retarded!"

"You have lost your memory, and your memory goes back to more than three years ago. In the past three years, you have experienced a lot of things and your life has changed. These are..."

Her eyes widened and she suddenly thought, "No! Brother! Am I really not your biological sister?... In the past three years, I have found my relatives. Is this my father and the gentle aunt? My mother, and my grandmother, is it an old man with all teeth lost?"

"..." Jiang Cheng is used to it.Sure enough, it was the stupid one three years ago.

Unbelievable, he went deep into the play: "But brother! I have the same color as your pupils. Brother, I don't want to recognize my relatives, I have a deep relationship with you, and I don't want to go to the country..."

Jiang Cheng looked at Jian Mutian.

Xiao Yun and Grandma Jian were both swallowing.

Jian Mutian glanced at his son, and nodded slightly with Jiang Cheng, "It's fine if you wake up, and the girl is still full of energy, we are relieved, and we will discuss the rest slowly."

Jiang Cheng nodded his head, only like this.

Xiao Yun and Jian Mutian helped their grandma out, and finally looked at their son, but did not call him.

He felt uncomfortable.

Jiang Cheng didn't bother Jian Zhangke either. The man frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Faced with such a sister, Jiang Cheng also had a headache. The concubine over there again asked people to come over. He got up and went to see his son.

Jiang Zilin waved her hand and went to see her little nephew. She was safe, and she was just hospitalized. I just grabbed the doctor and asked, the injuries on her body are not serious, and she will be discharged after a few days of staying in good condition!

As for amnesia, let's lose it, IQ is not lost, and Kung Fu is not lost.

By the way, the elders just now looked a little weird to her, she seemed to say something to her, with the look in her eyes, it's no wonder she would think of them about her relatives.

I was thinking about it, and slowly opened the quilt, wanting to see her wounds, suddenly the movement next to her startled her!

Jiang Zilin looked up, fucking, why is there a man in a wheelchair behind the veil by the window?!

She was also covered in white cloth, and she was shocked when she didn't look at the real mother carefully, like a mummy, and there was really no expression on his face, just like a sculpture.

She curled her eyebrows and looked over.

This person has a rigid and serious look, although the gauze on his forehead covers his eyes a little, but the lines are very tough and clear.

It's heavy, deep and three-dimensional, cold and fierce.

There are a lot of white gauze on the left leg and waist, like wooden pegs, which is really permeating.

Wearing a hospital gown, the coat is a military green shirt, the fingers are long and thick, and there are calluses on the tiger's mouth.

Staring at her with cold and bad eyes.

Fuck.

After observing enough, she lifted the quilt up, and slowly sat back firmly, clutching the pillow defensively with her fingers, "Hey!"

no response.

"Who are you?"

It seems that he was there when she woke up at noon?

"What about you, dumb? I just squeak, why didn't my brother introduce you? Why are you in my room? Do I know you? Hello."

"Hey!"

Motionless, looking at her blinking at the time.

It's not dead.

Jiang Zilin turned her head, her small face was gloomy and heavy, like a dead person, staring at her without speaking, ghost?

Thinking of the ghost, she immediately went to look under his wheelchair. It was evening and the sky was overcast, but there was no light in the room, so there was no shadow.

Gradually, her heartbeat started, and she swallowed her saliva and stayed still on the bed.Baiyue Novel Network www.yue100.com

Sweat came out of her forehead and she stared out of the glass.

call.

Brother is back.

Jiang Cheng entered the room and brought the door to him, and he heard her grunting, he frowned and turned around, her eyes bleakly colored.

"Don't sleep honestly, want to eat?"

"No!"

"What are you doing?"

"Brother, come here!"

Jiang Cheng squeezed his eyebrows, walked over, her hand was caught, and he lowered his head, "Why are your hands cold?"

Jiang Zilin shrank against her eldest brother. The hot body temperature and the familiar heavy breath made her finally swallow her saliva, leaned to his ear, and stared at the window in horror, "Brother, I said... that, there is someone by the window. Can you see it?...I didn’t notice it before. I saw it as soon as you left. He was very horrified. He was motionless. His eyes seemed to eat me. No... I was the only one watching. See you, brother?"

The voice shuddered: "Brother! Give me an answer. He is covered in white cloth and is like a mummy. Have you seen it? You have a deep grievance!"

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Had it not been for her head injury, it would have been a blow.Two goods...

Don't blame Jian Siye for being hostile.

Confronting Jian Zhang Ke's four eyes, Jiang Cheng worked so hard to hold back his unkind smile.

Over there, the tired, faint, quiet face between the man’s eyebrows, the unspeakable emotions under his eyes in the dim evening, said softly: "Jiang Zilin, whether you recognize me or not, the child in your stomach its mine."

The woman on the bed didn't move. For a long time, she grabbed Jiang Cheng's clothes and screamed and filled the whole ward, "Brother...Brother, Brother! The ghost talked to me!! Did you hear?!"

Jiang Cheng: "..."

I want to talk about a scene that was so tearful, with a woman who couldn't grasp the point...

Jiang Cheng still couldn't hold back this boring brain, picking up the place where her forehead was not tight and banging hard.

Very helpless: "Can you be normal!"

Pulling the person away, the dead girl hugged his thigh tightly.

Since childhood, fear of ghosts is true.

At this point, he frowned, glanced at Jian Zhangke, simply clarified, "Alin, he is Jian Zhangke, you have amnesia, he is the man you talked about marriage."

Jiang Zilin was stunned, looked up at her elder brother, and turned her gaze to look at the other side.

Shadowy shadow, he was in the dim yellow, only showing a sharp jaw, very silent.

"I-man?"-The voice Jiang Zilin heard was high in decibels and very funny.

Jiang Cheng's delicate features were stained with serious Shen Bo, "Alin, I'm serious, no kidding, you and him have a child."

Jiang Zilin didn't speak anymore, her pretty and pale face, only her eyes were turning strangely.

The silence of a room.

The uncomfortable feeling in Jian Zhangke's heart, he could hardly bear.

What is strange?What is panic?

When she woke up, the woman he loved, and the woman who loved him so much, didn't recognize him anymore.

In his eyes, there are only curiosity, scrutiny, scrutiny, and all kinds of unbelievable, mocking, and cynical exploration.

Then she sneered coldly, stared at him with sharp eyes, and looked directly at Jiang Cheng, pointing to her own brain, completely unbelieving: "You mean my brain was shaved off or kicked by a donkey in the past three years. , I ran to give birth to a child? To this man?!"

"Zilin."-Jiang Cheng Shen Sheng.

She twisted her eyebrows, her thin eyebrows were as sharp as a tough sword in Jian Zhangke's eyes.