Fu Yanye stopped chopping vegetables and turned to look at her, "Travel?"
"Well, we escaped from the country. We can't stay in one place for a long time. This group of people recognized the wrong person and let you go, but they caused a storm in the city. It would be terrible if our enemies saw these news.
They will definitely come here."
Lin Ruxiang nodded and explained anxiously.
Fu Yanye thought what she said made sense.
However, he continued to prepare lunch and said to her: "We will talk about everything after lunch."
"husband."
"Okay, let's go to the living room first."
Fu Yanye was a little impatient.
Lin Ruxiang suddenly didn't dare to say anything anymore. She could only go outside, but not in the living room, but by the window.
Her eyes kept looking outside. Would Zhuo Jian think that she had recognized the wrong person?
Zhuo Jian has seen him and will definitely not let him back.
Or, not Zhuo Jian?
But who else could it be besides Zhuo Jian?
The more Lin Ruxiang thought about it, the more panicked she became, but she couldn't help but reassure herself, maybe it was just someone Zhuo Jian found, and Zhuo Jian was not here at all.
So when those people saw Fu Yanye who had lost his memory, Fu Yanye didn't even know his real name, so they just missed it?
Or maybe it has nothing to do with Zhuo Jian and is a member of the Fu family.
Zhuo Jian is dead.
in that accident.
All four people in that mansion died.
Yes, she must be dead.
Lin Ruxiang suddenly thought that she was worrying too much, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them had lunch together, but Fu Yanye was reticent.
Lin Ruxiang raised her eyes to look at him every few seconds. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and asked him in a low voice, "Husband, why don't you speak?"
"I don't talk much, right?"
Fu Yanye said softly, looking straight at her with his dark eyes.
She was too nervous.
"yes."
Lin Ruxiang lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
"Xiangxiang, what were we like before? Are there any friends around us?"
"Ah? Where do we have any friends? You owed a lot of debt to treat me. Everyone has broken up with us a long time ago. We have been running around for so many years. Husband, do you not trust me?"
Lin Ruxiang asked him gently again.
"Let's eat."
Fu Yanye looked at her hand holding the chopsticks. Her hands were so clean.
Just when I lowered my head, I thought of that ring, the ring on another woman's hand. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt tasteless.
That woman recognized the wrong person.
The woman let him go.
But why did she say that?
How did she know it was his wife who called?
Why is she crying?
Her husband disappeared?
Fu Yanye felt more and more depressed. There was a big mystery in his mind, but he had no memory at all and had no idea where to start to solve it.
Lin Ruxiang looked at him carefully, always starting to panic for no reason.
Zhuo Jian is dead, Zhuo Jian must be dead.
She could only comfort herself like this over and over again.
If Zhuo Jian is not dead, there is no reason why there is no movement in the city.
Zhuo Jian is alive and it is impossible not to be exposed.
But something happened to Reese suddenly flashed in her mind.
No, even if Zhuo Jian is alive, what ability does she have to deal with Reese?
Reese must have done too many bad things and was targeted by the police.
After the meal, she was still at the window. The window of this small apartment was not big, but it was enough for her to see the outside clearly.
Fu Yanye packed up the kitchen and came out. Seeing her at the window, he also walked over: "Why are you always here?"
"I'm afraid."
Lin Ruxiang raised her hand and gently held his hand on the wheelchair, and said pitifully.
