"My advice is just this. What you do in the future depends on you." Fang Xing reminded.

"okay."

"Although most of the teachers are easy to get along with, I hope you won't encounter that kind of old-fashioned person with strict control..." He looked at the clouds on the horizon.

When he was first considering finding a school that was far away from home and where he could communicate with his family, he had researched Cheng Yip and found that the teachers were quite tolerant and the study style was good.

The two were chatting and before they knew it, they had arrived at the studio door.

In the restaurant on the first floor, pots have been set on the stove on the table.

Du Wentao sat at the table and tried to pour all the fish balls in his hand into the pot. If Su Huaisheng hadn't stared at him with an extremely vicious look, he would have succeeded.

Su Huaisheng enthusiastically pushed Song Mo to sit on the right side of Fang Xing, "Little sister, sit here."

Four people sat around the table.

Boiling bubbles kept popping up in the pot.

Du Wentao slowly ate the tripe in the bowl and stared at Song Mo, who was sitting opposite him.

He was a tailor, and he had an occupational disease when he looked at people. He always felt that this girl's broad shoulders and bust looked familiar.

The size is so consistent with the clothes Fang Xing designed for him to make.

Moreover, the way Fang Xing looked at her was different from the way he looked at other women.

There is something wrong with these two people.

"Interesting..." He chuckled, seeming to notice something.

The next second, he was hit on the foot.

Su Huaisheng glared at him with a murderous look, and then sent a message.

Dreaming of getting rich: Brother, please pay attention to your image! Don’t scare girls away!

Du Wentao was sitting opposite Song Mo. His smile was a little lewd and he looked like a pervert.

If Song Mo saw this, he might be so frightened that he wouldn't come again in the future?

However, Du Wentao didn't care and just asked a question.

Dreaming of being single: Is she the future boss lady?

Su Huaisheng received the news and then glared at him again.

Dreaming of getting rich: I know you’re going to waste your time generating electricity!

After Du Wentao read the news, he immediately sat upright, assuming the posture of a Western nobleman eating steak, put the tripe into his mouth bit by bit, and chewed it slowly.

He was sitting opposite Song Mo, and his natural expression could be seen clearly.

I saw the rough young man sitting opposite made eye contact with Su Huaisheng for a few times, suddenly transformed into an elegant aristocrat, and ate in a slow and leisurely manner.

She could hear clearly that he just said "interesting", what did he mean?

Du Wentao and Fang Xing were friends who lived under the same roof. Could it be that he saw some connection between Fang Xing and her and found it interesting.

And she remembered that when Su Huaisheng met her for the first time, he also said that she had a friend who knew her.

Could this friend be Fang Xing?

Let's ask around on the way back.

She blinked, pretending not to know anything and lowered her head to eat the fish balls.

Regardless of what he has hidden behind, at least for now, it seems that Fang Xing has no malicious intent.

"Come on, I wish you all the best to get into Chengye today!" Su Huaisheng proudly pulled out a dozen of milk from under the table.

Without saying a word, Fang Xing opened the lid with one hand and poured a glass for Song Mo, and then opened a beer for Du Wentao.

The four of them clinked glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

The atmosphere is joyful.

After the meal, Du Wentao was kicked into the kitchen by Su Huaisheng, "Go wash the dishes."

Du Wentao, who was full of wine and food, didn't pay much attention and carried the pots and pans to the pool.

"Momo, come with me." Fang Xing led her upstairs.

The basement of this bungalow is still decorated in a neat style, but there are many instruments installed around it.

"Sister Shengsheng has given you a power monitoring device before, but to be on the safe side, I want to do a check-up on you and give you some suppressive drugs." Fang Xing asked her opinion, "The check-up process requires a blood test.

It will hurt, and you don’t have to accept it.”

"It's okay." Song Mo accepted.

She was getting used to getting injections, taking medicine and hanging bottles in the hospital every day.

Fang Xing instructed her to lie down on the chair, and then started taking blood tests.

The blood was extracted and then put into an instrument, waiting for the report to be printed.

While waiting, Song Mo looked at the ceiling and suddenly asked, "Fang Xing, do you know me?"

He didn't answer, said nothing.

He was a little afraid that she wouldn't be able to remember it, and he was also a little worried that she might remember some bad memories.

He only knew a little bit about her past. But she was just afraid and frightened about this past, wrapping herself up and shrinking into a ball.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and asked, "Why do you ask that?"

"You were before..." She looked for a reason, "When you were at my house, you said that I saved you, right?"

"Yes." Fang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and said frankly.

I didn't think of it, that's fine.

"It's probably not true that he was extorted, right?"

"Well, it's something more terrifying than blackmail." Fang Xing said, "I almost went crazy."

It is widely rumored by the outside world that Fang Xing, the young master of the Fang family, disappeared for three months when he was eighteen years old. I don’t know what happened during that period. After he came back, he left a lifelong psychological shadow. He hid in the Fang family villa and never wanted to see him.

people.

Although he was standing here so well, he knew that if she had not appeared at that time, he would really have a mental breakdown.

"So serious!" Song Mo straightened up from his chair.

Fang Xing just rubbed her hair.

"You see I'm not normal now, thanks to you being here."

After feeling a little relieved, Song Mo continued to ask, "So why don't you tell me that you know me?"

"It's not very credible. If I lose my memory like you and someone suddenly tells me that she knows me, I will think that she has evil intentions." Fang Xing explained, "So I hope that I can get to know you better, and then I can tell you that she knows me."

Let me tell you the truth."

If she hadn't asked, he was going to do it.

Now that she has asked, he will answer truthfully.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, "Now, just treat me as a big brother you met by chance."

Although Song Mo now knows that they know each other, he still doesn't want her to have too much psychological burden.

"That's it." Song Mo stared into his eyes.

She felt that Fang Xing was a bit too humble, looking at a person who had lost all his memory and forcing a smile on his face, pretending that he didn't care at all.

She felt very distressed.

Song Mo raised his head and smiled slightly, "Can you take me home?"

Just get closer to him...

Fang Xing nodded slightly.

Song family.

Xu Piao was sitting in the study and received a call from Song Yi's agent.

"Did you check the one who said Song Yi couldn't get the ID of the male protagonist of "Eternal Phoenix"?"

The agent shook his head, "No, Mr. Xu, I have found a hacker, but the other party's address has been hidden."

Xu Piao frowned slightly.

Such a piece of news, hung majestically on the top of the page, with no way of getting rid of it, shakes people's hearts.

Just when her dissatisfaction was about to reach its peak, the agent said again, "However, Mr. Xu, this person's behavior is somewhat similar to that of someone else."


Chapter completed!