Beitang Xuerou's eyebrows furrowed even more, but she said nothing in the end. Qiye interrupted the two girls: "Don't argue, what I want to say is that I can solve these things by myself."
"Are you alone?" Beitang Xuerou and He Qingyue frowned and looked at Qiye in shock.
Qiye nodded and smiled calmly: "Although I haven't restored my memory, I don't think I need a woman to protect me." He said this calmly, but beneath the calmness, there was real heroic spirit.
Qiye has this strength and this self-confidence. He was full of self-confidence in the past. This self-confidence is innate, regardless of whether he has amnesia or not.
The two girls didn't say anything. Beitang Xuerou knew Qiye's powerful force and wisdom. If it hadn't been for the sneak attack by the Elders' House in the middle of the night, and there was a spy around Qiye, in fact, it would be almost impossible for the Elders' House to succeed in killing Qiye, and even if it succeeded, it would be difficult.
A very heavy price will be paid.
He Qingyue will not doubt Qiye's words. Fu Qianjun has been her sun since she was a child. Any genius aura of He Qingyue will be eclipsed in front of Qianjun. He Qingyue is beside Qianjun, the sun.
The moon will always be with him, and he will grow up under his light. He Qingyue has never doubted Fu Qianjun's strength.
He Qingyue's doubts about Qian Jun seemed so naive and ridiculous.
After crying, He Qingyue's mood has obviously improved a lot. Now that Qianjun has been found, He Qingyue looks much more cheerful. She is not being affectionate with Fu Qianjun, and Fu Qianjun has not yet recovered his memory.
, the two of them always seem to be missing something when they are together. Fortunately, Beitang Xuerou told He Qingyue that Qiye's skills have now been fully restored, and the countdown to memory recovery has begun. So He Qingyue is not worried now. What she has to do now
, that is, telling his family the news that Qian Jun was found, and then taking Qian Jun back.
As for the Iron Blood Sect matter, it’s not too late to slow it down.
Qiye sat on the balcony in a daze. He chatted with He Qingyue for a while, and He Qingyue told him everything about his past, including that Qian Jun's grandfather was a powerful man, that his father was a deputy national-level cadre, and that his grandfather was a
The founding ancestor of a certain country, his mother was a princess with upright roots...
Although Qiye knew that she must have an extraordinary past, this could be understood from her own skills and Beitang Xuerou's beauty. It was impossible for an ordinary woman to possess Beitang Xuerou's outstanding temperament. But Qianjun did not expect that she would actually
He is a man who is extremely domineering! He has a perverted identity, a terrifying power, and even... He Qingyue is actually his fiancée...
All these made Qiye feel like he was in another world.
…
During the day, Qiye talked a lot with He Qingyue. At night, He Qingyue pulled Qiye and asked him to go shopping with her. At night, the two ran to the beach to enjoy the breeze. He Qingyue smiled the whole time. She shouted at the sea and picked up
Throwing shells into the sea shows no sign of the seriousness that a division-level cadre should have.
He Qingyue asked Qiye: "That girl named Lin Zhiruo, who are you?"
Qiye looked at the sea with tenderness on his face: "My current girlfriend."
He Qingyue was obviously shaken, but she laughed again, like a singing skylark: "Really? I won't lose to her." As she spoke, she ran away with a giggle, her light laughter echoing on the seaside, and with her.
The sea together forms a beautiful picture.
…
The next day, He Qingyue boarded a plane to AM. Qiye continued to work as his waiter and network administrator.
He Qingyue's arrival has not had much impact on Qiye's life. At least not yet. He is still the man who reads "Playboy" all day long. He is still the man who looks on with cold eyes and seems to be indifferent to everything in front of him. There is no trace of anything.
A brilliant place.
Qiye was sitting at the front desk, holding a newly bought copy of "Playboy" in his hand and reading it carefully, like a pilgrim studying the Holy Mother. Lin Zhiruo leaned next to him and quietly watched Qiye in a daze.
She didn't ask what Qiye was doing yesterday, and she didn't want to ask. She just wanted Qiye to be by her side, that was enough.
Qiye put down the book in his hand, suddenly held up her head, hooked her chin with one hand, and said softly: "Do you want to know what I did yesterday?"
"I don't want to!" Lin Zhiruo lay in Qiye's arms, feeling Qiye's body temperature.
"I met someone yesterday. She knows everything about me. Including my former identity."
"Really?" Lin Zhiruo suddenly raised her head and stared at Qiye with her beautiful eyes. She had known a long time ago that Qiye had lost his memory, and even the name "Qiye" was not his real name. But it didn't matter.
As long as Qiye remembers that he also has a girlfriend named Lin Zhiruo.
"Guess what I will do?" Qiye curved his lips and smiled charmingly.
Qiye's smile always carries a hint of evil, which makes the girl who sees this smile blush unconsciously and her heart beats. But it is undeniable that this smile is really charming.
"Designer?" Qiye shook his head.
"Driving a long-distance bus?" Qiye shook his head.
"Kindergarten teacher? Farmer?" Qiye still shook his head, but he had to admire Zhiruo's imagination, the leap was really too big.
"A worker who specializes in designing inflatable dolls in the factory?" Qiye still shook his head, and Lin Zhiruo reluctantly gave up her guess. She hugged Qiye tightly and giggled: "Fool! I don't care what you do. Even if you are poor,
Even if you are a criminal, in my eyes, you are still Qiye, my Qiye, and it will never change."
Lin Zhiruo said solemnly: "Even if you killed someone before, I still love you."
Looking at Lin Zhiruo's serious eyes, Qiye felt an inexplicable warmth surge in his heart. He pinched Lin Zhiruo's little face and said, "I'm not as miserable as you said. But you're right. No matter who I become, one thing will never change.
Change. That is, I am your Qiye."
Lin Zhiruo snuggled tightly into Qiye's arms, full of attachment to Qiye.
While working at the bar in the evening, a graceful and luxurious woman approached Qiye. She was Zhiruo's mother.