Song Yaoyao never expected that Song Wenchuan would make such a big commotion when he woke up.
The mobile phones were bombed by all parties, one was blocked and another was blocked.
Yes, from the Song family.
Song Yaoyao felt strange, "Song Wenchuan is missing, why did you suspect me in the first place? I have already withdrawn the staff from the hospital. Please, even if you don't like me anymore, please think hard, I am not a god, No ability to teleport objects!"
Song Jingwan's tone was quite normal, even calm and strange.
"Really? My brother has lost his memory."
Song Yaoyao paused when she hung up the phone, and then cut off the call without hesitation.
Amnesia
So many people still can't look after a patient, so they just let him go.
What exactly is Song Wenchuan doing
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, her whole body was filled with irritability and not to be messed with.
At this time, Huo Jiu said silently: "Miss Song, our people saw that Mr. Song went to Huo's."
Song Yaoyao: "??? Didn't he lose his memory?!"
What are you going to Huoshi for? !
Working in the Huo Group is definitely not easy. Even a small front desk receives a huge number of receptions every day.
The front desk lady just breathed a sigh of relief, and in the next second, she saw a petite figure with a backpack on her back and rushed towards the boss's special elevator.
"Hey wait a minute—"
"Hello, register."
Huo Jiu tapped on the marble countertop, with a smile in his eyes, looking very gentle.
"But there..."
"Okay, I'll register for you now!" The woman on the other side couldn't stand it anymore, she quickly pushed the newcomer, motioned her to stop talking, and quickly completed the registration.
That speed can be called perfunctory.
But both sides are satisfied.
As soon as Huo Jiu left, the young woman asked in puzzlement, "Why? That girl just now..."
"Tsk, what is that girl? Don't stop her when you see her in the future! This one is the sharp-hearted of our boss!"
Just her, how many times have I seen the boss pamperingly hugging the sleeping little girl after get off work
It's really hard to hold it in your hand for fear of falling, and hold it in your mouth for fear of melting. It hurts like an eyeball!
"Ah?" The young woman was surprised, "Didn't everyone say that our boss is pure-hearted and not sexual?"
The other rolled his eyes, "That depends on who's attractive, like this one, the boss is naturally close."
Young woman: "…"
Sorry to be taught.
"elder brother!"
Song Yaoyao sat on the top floor in one breath, and even the secretary had no time to greet her, she had already pushed open the door of the office and rushed in.
Then, she was stunned.
"You... what are you doing??"
Two equally good-looking men, one mature and introverted, cold and extravagant. The other was sharp and cold, showing his sharp edge.
When the man in casual clothes heard the voice, he held the chess piece and turned his head unhurriedly. When he saw the little girl who barged in, his eyes were always filled with a layer of loneliness, and he slowly smiled.
If you look carefully, there are still some complex emotions that people can't understand.
"Lazy?"
Song Yaoyao was in a daze, she frowned, her feet seemed to be nailed to the doorway, and she stared at Song Wenchuan's face ecstatically.
Unfamiliar yet familiar.
"You..." She opened her mouth with a difficult voice.
Tears fell suddenly with a 'shua', and even she herself couldn't figure out what was going on.
It is the grievance and sadness that suddenly come to my heart, and the negative emotions burst out in an instant.
Huo Yunque put down the chess piece and waved to Song Yaoyao.
"come over."