"How is it? Is there anything wrong with Qianxue's head?" Leng Qianye asked Wu Zhonglun after Mo Feixue went out, otherwise how could she not remember him.

Wu Zhonglun took a head film and looked at it carefully before saying with certainty: "There is nothing wrong with her head."

"Then how come Qianxue doesn't remember me? She seems to remember everything else, but not me."

"It may be due to selective amnesia. I remember a lot of things, but only some small fragments."

Leng Qianye couldn't accept selective amnesia for a moment. He had suffered for ten years for her, but she had already forgotten him.

"Young Master Ye, you can take her to the places where she used to go often. You may not think she will remember you."

Wu Zhonglun rarely saw Leng Qianye so lost, so he gave him an idea.

"If she wants to forget, forget it." Even if she thinks of herself, it won't change the fact that they are biological siblings.

Wu Zhonglun raised his head. Is this still the Leng Qianye he knew? In the past, Leng Qianye would never admit defeat in anything.

"Help me take care of Zi Xin."

Leng Qianye knew that Leng Zixin was at Wu Zhonglun's house, but after Qianxue came back, he really didn't have the energy to take care of her affairs anymore.

"Don't worry, I will."

Leng Qianye brought Mo Feixue and Niannian to Xia Qingqing's shop again.

"Nian Nian, Feixue, why are you here?" Xia Qingqing thought Mo Feixue would not come to see her soon after returning home?

"Mama Xia." Nian Nian called out to Mama Xia sweetly, then ran over and threw herself into Xia Qingqing's arms.

"Of course I came to see you."

Xia Qingqing asked Mo Feixue a lot, asking her whether she was used to living in her new home and whether the people there treated her well.

"Let your best stylist design Qianxue's hair." Leng Qianye said in a commanding tone. His sister, Leng Qianye, must not be too shabby.

Originally, he could have asked the most famous designer in the world to design Mo Feixue, but Leng Qianye took Mo Feixue to Xia Qingqing's shop considering that Mo Feixue and Xia Qingqing were good friends, so he still brought Mo Feixue to Xia Qingqing's shop.

Xia Qingqing was a little envious of Mo Feixue. As expected, it was good to have a brother. Leng Qianye, a busy person, was actually willing to accompany her to get her hair done.

"Feixue, Mr. Leng, please sit down for a while. I will make arrangements right away."

The waiter in Xia Qingqing's shop quickly brought two cups of coffee and bought a bottle of drink for Niannian.

Leng Qianye is a big customer and Xia Qingqing cannot be treated lightly, not to mention Mo Feixue is still her good friend.

Leng Qianye glanced at the rows of clothes in front of him and said, "Qianxue, go pick out some clothes to try on."

Mo Feixue hurriedly waved her hand, "Brother Ye, no need, there are already too many clothes at home."

I can’t even wear the clothes I have at home, so it wouldn’t be a waste to buy more clothes to take home.

Leng Qianye shot a stern look at her, and Mo Feixue had no choice but to randomly choose some clothes and enter the dressing room.

"Dad Ye, I also want to buy a floral dress." Which child doesn't like to wear new clothes, and Nian Nian is no exception.

"Pick it yourself."

Niannian ran to the children's clothing area as if she had received an amnesty. Whichever clothes she liked, the waiter helped her take them out and try them on. After a while, the little one chose two very beautiful outfits.

When the waiter asked her if she still wanted to choose clothes, Niannian shook her head, because Mo Feixue had taught her not to be too greedy, and she already had two new sets of clothes which were enough.

A few minutes later, Mo Feixue came out wearing a light blue suit, while Leng Qianye sat on the sofa, "Brother Ye, how do you like this dress?"

"Change." Leng Qianye said just one word after looking at it.

Mo Feixue pouted and had no choice but to pick another piece of clothing and go into the dressing room. She came out quickly, this time it was a pink skirt.

"What about this one?" Mo Feixue asked with anticipation.

"Change." It's still one word, no more words.

Mo Feixue was really convinced by Leng Qianye, but did she need to be so serious about buying clothes? In the novels and TV she had read, did men say that no matter what clothes a woman wears, they look good?

Mo Feixue changed clothes several times but was rejected by Leng Qianye. In the end, she was too tired to move. The two waiters beside her laughed secretly when they saw the two siblings, but they did not dare to laugh too loudly.

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"I don't want to buy this store anymore." Mo Feixue sat on the sofa angrily. Her brother was completely picky.

Leng Qianye stood up. He walked to those people and just glanced at them. Then he pointed at the clothes and said to the waiter, "Wrap this, this, and this."

The two waiters were very happy. It seemed that they had met a big benefactor. No wonder the boss was so polite to them just now.

"Okay, let's wrap them up right away." The two servers happily wrapped up all the clothes that Leng Qianye pointed to just now.

"Brother Ye, I haven't tried it yet. What if it doesn't suit me?" Mo Feixue really admires Leng Qianye's speed in doing things. Why doesn't he talk about the effect? ​​If she can't wear it anymore, asking Qingqing to change it will delay her business.

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"Definitely suitable."

Mo Feixue glanced at Leng Qianye with disdain, how do you know if it's suitable?

Gao Li brought Leng Qianye a laptop, Mo Feixue was doing her hair in front, and Leng Qianye was holding a video conference not far behind.

Xia Qingqing said that there was a lounge for Leng Qianye to go there to have a meeting where it would be quieter, but Leng Qianye insisted on having the meeting here.

After asking for Leng Qianye's permission, the hairstylist permed Mo Feixue's hair into waves-like curls. Xia Qingqing was beside Mo Feixue while the hairstylist finished curling the hair and went out to answer the phone.

"Feixue, your brother is so kind to you. He stays with you even when you have your hair done. I don't think even Yichen has such patience, right?" Xia Qingqing was envious of Mo Feixue, although she used to

Mo Feixue suffered a lot, but now she is happy and it is worth it.

When Yichen was mentioned, Mo Feixue's originally happy face was replaced by sadness.

She didn't know what Chen was doing now, but it was a pity that she couldn't contact him because her mobile phone was missing. It was still in her bag last night and disappeared when she woke up in the morning. She thought it must be her good brother who did something good for this.

She was not allowed to contact Chen.

By the way, she can borrow the mobile phone from Qingqing. Anyway, Brother Ye is in a meeting now, so he shouldn't notice me.

Mo Feixue hooked her fingers at Xia Qingqing, and Xia Qingqing naturally understood what she meant, and she moved closer to Mo Feixue.

"Qingqing, lend me your phone." Mo Feixue whispered while looking at Leng Qianye.

"Feixue, where is your cell phone?"
Chapter completed!