At dinner, the restaurant in Xiang’s house became lively. Xiang Qinghao, Jiang Xinwei, Xiang Bohan, and the two elderly people.

They are the most important inheritor family of the entire Xiang medical empire. Of course, there are also powerful side tribes that have been passed down from a hundred years. They also enjoy the equity and dividends of the entire family business, accounting for about 20%, and most of the control is still in their hands.

Now, the Xiang family has a large number of people, and more than 300 people are still recorded. Some of them have left the family industry and go out to develop, while most of them still work in the family industry.

Managing such a large clan's family business has established a very complete management concept and system, with Xiang Bohan and Xiang Qinghao as executive successors, and they enjoy the highest control rights.

Now, the Xiang family is not in a strong position, which is also the concern of the elderly. After all, the family is small, which will directly affect the next generation of heirs and even continue the crisis of this medical empire.

At the dinner table, Jiang Xinwei met Xiang Qinghao's uncle. This elder was younger than she expected. She was said to be in her thirties, but she still looked twenty-seven or eight years old. However, the majesty of the one who had been in the top position for a long time was still strong.

Xiang Bohan was also very happy to know Jiang Xinwei. He was happy for his nephew. At least one of the two bachelors in their family had to solve this problem, and the burden of continuing the offspring was lighter.

"Uncle, when are you going to leave?"

Xiang Qinghao asked curiously.

Xiang Bohan thought for a while and said, "I might stay at home for a week before leaving."

"That's good, I want to talk to you more."

"Bo Han, please stay for more time! Dad needs your help."

Xiang Sinian told his younger brother.

Xiang Bohan nodded immediately, "Okay, then I'll stay and help my dad study the antidote."

Now, the top priority is to terminate the contract for Xiang Qinghao.

That night, Jiang Xinwei got off early. Xiang Qinghao accompanied Xiang Bohan to chat in the wine cabinet on the top floor. He chatted until very late. His two uncles and nephews were originally people who could talk about everything.

The two of them chatted and drank wine. It was not until three o'clock in the morning that their uncles and nephews went back to their rooms to rest.

When Xiang Qinghao passed Jiang Xinwei's door, he stopped for a while, staring at the door with a slightly drunken eyes, and a satisfied smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

early morning.

Jiang Xinwei woke up and she pushed the door out. She looked at the closed door next door. She did not disturb Xiang Qinghao, but got out of the hall.

"Miss Jiang, breakfast is ready."

The servant stepped forward and said to her.

"Where is the lady and the master?"

Jiang Xinwei asked curiously.

"Mrs. and the master went out. They gave you peace of mind to rest at home. The master slept late last night and might have to get up later."

Jiang Xinwei nodded, and the servant asked her if she wanted to have breakfast in the garden. She responded, and her breakfast was sent to a restaurant below the garden.

With a beautiful environment and a world like a girlish flower, Jiang Xinwei's mood is relaxed and happy.

Just as I was enjoying breakfast, I heard the voice of a servant coming from the archway, "Young Master,"

Soon, Xiang Qinghao stepped out in casual clothes, and Jiang Xinwei looked at him in surprise. Didn’t he sleep very late last night?

Why did you get up so early?

"Why are you getting up?

Don't sleep for a while?"

Jiang Xinwei asked at him concern.

Xiang Qinghao sat opposite her with a smile on his lips, "I can't sleep when I think of you having breakfast alone."

"How do you know I'm having breakfast alone?"

"Last night, my mom told me that she and my dad were going out in the morning. Aren't you just having breakfast alone?"

After Xiang Qinghao finished speaking, he reached out to rub his eyebrows, and the faint red bloodshot in his eyes was still there.

"Then you go to bed after breakfast."

Jiang Xinwei looked at him with distress.

"It's okay, I'll accompany you and take a nap in the afternoon."

Xiang Qinghao held his chin and looked at the dazzling girl. Under the morning sun, her fresh and sweet look made him feel that it was not enough.

Outside the garden door, a white sports car stopped, and Meila got off the car in an extremely sexy tight dress and a beautiful face. She naturally walked towards the hall.

When the servant saw her, he immediately panicked and stepped forward to greet her, "Miss Meila, you are here."

"Where is Brother Qinghao?"

Meila asked directly.

"Young Master...he is using breakfast!"

Meila glanced at the restaurant location, "Where is he having breakfast?"

"In... in the garden, Miss Mela, are you in trouble?"

"I don't need to tell you if I'm asking Brother Qinghao if it's okay!"

Mela has always looked down on servants, and in her eyes, servants are not qualified to inquire about her.

Meila has been here with her father since she was a child and has been very familiar with the Xiang family's manor for a long time. She twisted her waist and put on her style toward the garden.

When she saw that on the table in the garden, not only Xiang Qinghao was sitting, but also the annoying girl. Her face changed slightly, and she immediately kissed her, "Brother Qinghao, you are here!"

Xiang Qinghao frowned. From his mother, he had fully understood his relationship with Meila.

When Jiang Xinwei saw Meila, she was no longer as sad as last night. She knew that Meila was just a playmate who grew up with Xiang Qinghao, and Xiang Qinghao did not like her.

"Mela, you're here."

Xiang Qinghao's eyes were a little cold.

Meila touched his gaze and her heart tightened. Did Brother Qinghao recover his memory?

"Brother Qinghao, I have something to bring to you."

After Meila finished speaking, she took out the photo album from her bag, which was evidence that she had sorted out and grew up with Xiang Qinghao since childhood.

Moreover, there were many banquets where she hugged Xiang Qinghao intimately. These photos were taken by her friends and she kept them.

Meila didn't care about Jiang Xinwei's existence. She picked up the album and handed it to Xiang Qinghao, "This is our most precious memory, you must appreciate it carefully!"

Xiang Qinghao approached the album and nodded, "Okay, I'll read it."

"Look at it now!"

After Mela finished speaking, she sat down and reached out to call the servant, "Give me a breakfast!"

After saying that, Meila's eyes showed hostility and looked at Jiang Xinwei beside her, "Why are you still here?

You pretended to faint last night just to stay!"

Meila didn't know at all. Overnight, Jiang Xinwei had already become the most important existence in Xiang Qinghao's heart.

"Hello Miss Meila, my name is Jiang Xinwei."

Jiang Xinwei does not offend others.

Meila looked at her with a very unkind look, "I don't care who you are, Brother Qing Hao has lost his memory. If you want to take this opportunity to find a sense of existence in front of him, I advise you not to think about it."

"Meila, what are you talking to my girlfriend?"

Xiang Qinghao's low voice was filled with warning.

Meila immediately turned her head and looked at Xiang Qinghao, then stared at Jiang Xinwei fiercely, and asked aggrievedly, "Brother Qinghao, have you made a mistake? I am your girlfriend!"

"Mela, I know we grew up together, but I believe you know that I always treat you as my sister."

Xiang Qinghao calmly explained that Meila took advantage of his memory and wanted to confuse the audience.

A trace of injury flashed in Meila's eyes. She gritted her teeth and asked with a sad face, "But... but what do we say about having sex?"

These words made Jiang Xinwei, who was holding a cup of milk next to her, trembled suddenly. The cup of milk in her hand was not tightly held tightly, and with a bang, it broke on the ground under her feet.

Jiang Xinwei's head was blank for a few seconds. She was pulled back to her thoughts by the sound of shattering. She said in a panic, "I'm sorry."

Xiang Qinghao's face suddenly became anxious. He quickly walked to Jiang Xinwei, reached out and pulled her to stand up so that the broken glass would not hurt her, and asked the servant to come over to clean it.

Seeing that her words were powerful enough, Meila immediately covered her lips and cried pitifully, "Brother Qinghao, have you forgotten all these?"

I was a little drunk that night, but... but I was willing to... " "Meila, enough."

Xiang Qinghao scolded quietly, and Junyan became a little gloomy. Even if he lost his memory, he knew that he would never do anything randomly for women who didn't feel it.

But Jiang Xinwei is different. She originally knew very little about Xiang Qinghao's past, but now Meila is crying like this again, as if this matter is real.

Her heart was really exciting. Even though her first thought was not to care, she could still not resist the panic and helplessness in her heart.

"Brother Qinghao, you can't admit it, but... facts are facts."

Meila just felt that this incident changed Jiang Xinwei's face, which showed that she cared about this matter very much, as long as she had bitten her to sleep.

Jiang Xinwei might leave, after all, women care about such things.

"Xinwei, let's go! Meila, please leave."
To be continued...