The two looked at each other, and then Chang Xia gave her his cell phone.

Zhuo Jian called immediately, and the same number.

But this time, the other side said: "There is no such person."

A gust of wind blew, and she was still holding her phone in her ear, as if she didn't understand the English on the other end.

Well, her English must have been regressing.

Otherwise, how could she hear such a person?

He had lived in it for a long time and had been using that cell phone.

Zhuo Jian became worried again. Could something happened to him?

She trusted Fu Yanye with just one phone call and did not harm him. Is she too simple?

What if it was someone else imitating his voice?

Her heartbeat became irregular again, she took two steps forward, and then stopped again.

I have some difficulty breathing. The more I think about it, the more difficult it will be, and I even have a split headache.

She was helped to sit on a bench on the street.

Soon a black car stopped in front of her and she looked up.

Chang Xia and Yuan Mandu looked vigilantly at the man in a silver suit who got out of the car.

"I don't think about who reminded your boss where she is. If I want to steal her away, do you think you two can stump me?"

The man asked seriously.

"Mr. Sheng means to compete with us?"

"I am a big internet guy, and I still need to do something with you? Isn't that reducing my value by myself?"

It's Sheng Xin.

The two of them knew that he was looking for a thug, so they searched for a lot. After thinking about it, Chang Xia stood beside Zhuo Jian and asked him to talk to Zhuo Jian. Yuan Man went to call Fu Yanye.

But Fu Yanye actually told her not to care about it, just take good care of Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian looked at Sheng Xin, "Who are you?"

Sheng Xin smiled and sat down beside her, with her legs folded naturally, and then looked at the fountain in the distance and asked her: "Don't you remember that I was the hero who took you to prison?"

Zhuo Jian immediately stared at him more seriously.

Is he the one who sent Reese to jail?

"It's really good to see you come back."

He smiled and said this to her thoughtfully.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, unable to calm down for a long time.

"I'm going back to the city soon. Don't want to say something to me? Or ask something?"

“Ris is my husband.”

She only said one sentence.

Sheng Xin: "..."

Not long after, Sheng Xin called Fu Yanye in the car, "What does she mean when she said Reis was her husband?"

"It means literally."

Fu Yanye smiled helplessly and was very calm.

"Literally? Then they...how could this be possible? Reese was sent to prison by us."

"But he has that ability."

Fu Yanye is still very indifferent.

Sheng Xin's mind was buzzing when he heard it.

"What do you plan to do afterwards?"

Sheng Xin thought about it and asked him again.

"After all, she is back. As long as she comes back, she will know who her husband is in the future."

"What if she can't remember it?"

"Then she has to recognize me."

Fu Yanye didn't have much negative emotions, he was just obsessed with it.

Sheng Xin understood what Fu Yanye meant and hung up the phone quickly, but he was still unhappy in his heart. That Reis...

That incident was when he joined forces with Zhuo Jian, but he only asked Zhuo Jian to avenge him alone, haha.

——

During lunch, she planned to eat alone outside, but after Wang Rui gave her a cell phone, someone soon made an appointment for dinner.

Zhuo Jian thought, or she should see her.

She is already here, she is completely ignorant of what happened in the past.

Who is she?

What Zhuo Jian or Zhuo Zhibao?

So at noon, Jian Qian sat next to her with her big belly again. She remembered Fu Yanye that Jian Qian was Zhuo Jian's cousin who was not related to blood. Although the two were not related to blood, they had a good relationship.

"Why do you think I am your cousin so much?"

Zhuo Jian asked her.

“Does this still need a reason?”

Jian Qian is even more curious.

“Don’t you need it?”

Zhuo Jian asked again.

Jian Qian sighed: "Sister, you sit here, then..."

Before I could say this sentence, a stranger came over to say hello, "It's Mrs. Fu, can you sign a name for us? We are all your fans."

Zhuo Jian: "…"

So does Zhuo Jian have no name of his own?

Why don't her fans call her name?

"OK."

She agreed with a smile, but she was in trouble while writing her name and stopped.

The two female fans looked at her curiously, and Jian Qian also looked at her. On the one hand, she wanted to say, "Look, you don't need to prove it." On the other hand, she wanted to ask, is this sister not able to write Chinese characters after she lost her memory?

Fortunately, her beautiful handwriting finally appeared on the notebooks brought by the two of them, and then returned them to them, and said, "Thank you."

"Thank you, we all like you very much. It's a pity that you are not in front of the stage now."

The two girls were talking, glanced at Jian Qian, and immediately looked at her belly.

Zhuo Jian also noticed their eyes and whispered: "We're going to have a meal."

"Oh, let's go right away."

Those two girls are very eye-catching.

Jian Qian's face was a little unhappy, but she soon laughed again and looked at Zhuo Jian.

She always felt that Zhuo Jian was protecting her just now.

She felt that she was Zhuo Jian’s own sister, who had no memory and knew how to protect her.

The food was served and it was about to start, but someone suddenly appeared.

"Such a coincidence, I'll get to know Feng Ying."

Feng Ying was wearing a black suit, politely pressing the suit with one hand and stretching out his other hand to Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously.

"What are you doing?"

Jian Qian glanced at him, asked unhappily, and pushed his hand away from Zhuo Jian.

Feng Ying smiled: "You haven't introduced me to our sister yet. I am the father of the child in your sister's belly."

“…”

Zhuo Jian felt that it seemed unreasonable for him to call her sister?

"I'm so shameless. I'm going to be my sister, we're much younger than you."
To be continued...