The brothers of Hezhi Hall in Hengyuan Road finally breathed a sigh of relief, because their Young Master Xiao finally woke up.

However, Yiyi did not come back on this crucial night. Tuo said that Yu Qiao had called and left her to spend the night in the bar. Everyone didn't think much about it and all circled around Xiao Qi.

Sister Tian was in a rare good mood and cooked a table of delicious food to reward everyone. Although they were not sure why Young Master Xiao fell asleep, since Yu Qiao said that it was a necessary process to cure his amnesia, they all

I was relieved, there was nothing more important than Xiao Shaojian standing in front of them in good health.

Everyone sat together, Xiao Qi sat in the middle. He rarely participated in such occasions, and he was obviously a little out of place. But everyone was used to it, and surrounded him lively, and never minded using their warm faces to kiss him.

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"Master Xiao! Do you remember me?" Ding Qian came up and pointed at his pretty face, "Look, do you have any impression?"

Xiao Qi raised a pair of eyes that could not have been more calm and swept him gently, "Ding Qian."

"Wow!" Ding Qian jumped up from his chair with excitement, his excitement was beyond words, "Did you see that Mr. Xiao remembers me!! Haha..."

At this time, Xiaoqiang squeezed him away unwilling to be left alone, and immediately asked, "Master Xiao, where am I?"

Xiao Qi glanced at him again indifferently and said "I don't know", which completely hurt Xiaoqiang's pure boy's heart.

"Haha!" Ding Qian was proud, "You see, this is the gap! What kind of friendship do I have with Brother Qi? I think back then, I was his enlightenment..."

"Pa" Sister Tian patted his head hard, "If you talk nonsense again, you will wash all these dishes for me!"

Ding Qian rubbed his head reluctantly, "Why are you so cruel to others~"

Everyone laughed, Xiao Qi inadvertently raised the corners of his lips, looked at Xiaoqiang, and clearly called out his name, "Xiaoqiang."

Xiaoqiang suddenly smiled brightly, "Young Master Xiao remembers me too?" He was really flattered.

When everyone saw it, they all came closer and asked, "Master Xiao, where am I?"

"Master Xiao, and me!"

For a moment, everyone was asking questions in a flurry of questions. Xiao Qi looked at them calmly and actually recognized everyone one by one.

Sister Tian was shocked and asked Tuo next to her in a low voice, "Did Mr. Xiao regain his memory?" Otherwise, how could he be so powerful? There are at least twenty people here, and he can actually call them by name!

Tuo looked over there deeply and said meaningfully, "Maybe."

Sister Tian doesn't understand. She always feels that her brother looks mysterious. He was not talkative in the first place, but now he is more like a boring gourd. Could it be that the lack of women leads to the imbalance of yin and yang?

She frowned and began to think about which girl she should abduct.

At this moment, Yiyi came back.

As soon as she entered the door, Ding Qian ran over and pulled her over, "Master Xiao, Master Xiao, who is she?"

Everyone sneered, how could Young Master Xiao not recognize Yiyi? Even they could name Yiyi by name. Yiyi was his heart and soul, so it would be strange if he didn't recognize him! They all accused Ding Qian of being too funny.

Too childish.

Unexpectedly, just when everyone was convinced, Xiao Qi looked at her with unfamiliar eyes, then shook his head, "I don't know her."

For a moment, everyone was stunned. Yiyi stood there, looking at him with complicated eyes, but said nothing.

Then, someone started to boo, thinking it was Young Master Xiao's cold joke, but he looked away coldly, "No."

One sentence shocked everyone.

The dinner ended in this atmosphere. Everyone was talking from time to time, wondering how Mr. Xiao could forget Yiyi. Sister Tian drove them downstairs to do things, leaving Ding Qian and Xiaoqiang to clean up the living room, while she

Guo Yiyi consoled him, "Yiyi, you also know that Young Master Xiao's situation is unstable. Don't blame him."

Yiyi smiled weakly, "Yeah, I know."

I thought this situation was only temporary, but who would have thought that after Xiao Qi took over the Haechi Hall, he became increasingly unfamiliar with Yiyi.

The two of them had never slept in the same room, and even when they met, they never said hello, which made everyone anxious. Whether it was explicit or implicit, or intentional compatibility, Xiao Qi had no feelings for Yiyi at all.

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In the sympathetic eyes of everyone, Yiyi behaved very tolerantly. She always said, give him time, he will find what he wants.

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In front of the Xiao family villa in Xishan, a moving company's car was parked, and people were constantly moving things in and out.

Sister Wang stood at the door, helplessly watching the furniture being loaded into the car.

When the things were almost moved, Xiao Jingxi helped Qiao Ya out and came to her. Sister Wang called out with a complicated expression, "Master, where are you going?"

Xiao Jingxi said calmly, "Sister Wang, don't worry, that unscrupulous man can't force me to death."

Qiao Ya said bitterly on the side, "I kicked my father out of the house. I want to see his retribution!"

Sister Wang hesitated to speak. This was the master's housework, and it was not appropriate for her to get involved. Looking at the family now in such a state of disintegration, she sighed and lamented.

"Sister Wang, you have worked hard these years. This is for you, take it." Xiao Jingxi handed over a stack of thick envelopes. As a host, he was still generous.

"Master, you have already given me a salary, I can't take this." Sister Wang declined, but Xiao Jingxi insisted on giving it to her, "You deserve this."

Holding the envelope, Sister Wang's eyes were red.

Sister Wang's son came to pick her up, and Sister Wang reluctantly said goodbye to him and Qiao Ya before leaving.

At this time, a black car drove over and stopped passing by.

"It's Han!" Seeing that her son finally appeared, Qiao Ya's expression softened a lot, and she and Xiao Jingxi walked over.

Bei Minghan opened the car door and got out of the car. There was a little fatigue on his resolute and handsome face, and his cold eyes were bloodshot. "Mom, Uncle Xiao," he called out and stood there.

"Han, why do you look so bad?" Qiao Ya asked with concern.

"It's okay." His eyes fell on Xiao Jingxi and moved away without leaving a trace.

Qiao Ya looked at him and said hesitantly, "Han, what mom told you on the phone yesterday..."

"Mom, get in the car." Bei Minghan interrupted her, turned around and got into the car.

Qiao Ya wanted to say something else, but Xiao Jingxi grabbed her and shook her head, "This kind of thing can't be rushed. Don't force him. After all, I only have one son left." He said it sadly and in a tone of voice.

It's hard to hide a hint of loneliness.

Qiao Ya frowned and said nothing. The two of them got into the car one after another and then left with the moving company's car.

Arriving at a two-story building near the suburbs, Bei Minghan opened the door and walked out. The people from the moving company immediately took out the furniture and luggage and moved them inside.

"Is this here?" Qiao Ya couldn't hide her dissatisfaction in her words, "It looks like it's only about 200 square meters. How can people live in such a small place?"

Xiao Jingxi looked around and said, "I think it's very good. The environment is good and suitable for you to maintain your health."

Qiao Ya was a little unhappy, so she turned around and went in first.

Xiao Jingxi then came to Bei Minghan, hesitated, and slowly said, "Xiao Han, I really didn't know about your father's affairs back then..."

Bei Minghan turned his head, as if he didn't want to hear him mention anything about his father anymore, and frowned, "Stop talking about it."

Xiao Jingxi opened his mouth, but finally lowered his head helplessly, "No matter what, my heart for you and your mother has always been true." After saying that, he also walked in.

Bei Minghan continued to take deep breaths, not wanting these people or things to affect him.

Even what his mother told him last night, he could ignore it as if he didn't hear it!

There is only one father!

After smoking a cigarette, he walked in. Qiao Ya stood in the middle of the room, looking at the small living room, scolding her from time to time, "It's not enough to turn around, the decoration is so bad, and the location is so biased! What do you think?

Are you staying?"

Xiao Jingxi coaxed on the side, "Just stay here for a few days. Later, I will change you to a bigger house."

"I don't care, you're going to take the company back!" Qiao Ya complained, "That's for my son, why should I let that mentally ill person take it away? And your money, why should you act like you're receiving a salary?

It's like paying every month? That's yours, it belongs to the Xiao family, can Xiao Qi be the master of it?"

The more Qiao Ya talked, the angrier she became. Xiao Jingxi was good-tempered and just comforted her.

There were some things that he couldn't explain to her, let alone admit that he was forced by his son! Even with this result, he still had to save some face for himself in front of his woman.

Bei Minghan stood at the door, quietly watching his care and tolerance for his mother.

Perhaps at this moment, he somewhat understood why his mother would betray his father.

That is inevitable and cannot be tolerated by morality.

However, he will not consider the cycle of cause and effect, and he will never stop here! Whether it is Xiao Qi or Xiao Jue, he will surpass them and trample them under his feet!

The slightly struggling eyes began to become firm, and the earlier fatigue was swept away. It seemed that he had found motivation. There is no right or wrong in this world, let alone the so-called justice trial.

, what he has to do is to constantly seize power, that is the meaning of his existence!

Not long after Xiao Jingxi and Qiao Ya moved out, the new owner who bought the house appeared.

Yiyi stood in front of the gate, looking up at the small villa. She still remembered the scene when she saw Xiao Qi here. Looking back now, it really seemed like yesterday.

With the key in hand, she opened the door.

Walking in, she walked directly through the hall and came to the garden at the back.

Although the peach blossoms have withered, she will never forget the person standing under the peach blossom tree.

A clean white shirt, spotless, loose-fitting black trousers, the extreme color difference of one black and one white, set against the pink peach blossoms, actually highlight a strange harmony.
To be continued...