Wu Baoni was sitting in front of the computer, and the blond woman over there greeted enthusiastically: "Hi, my friend, what can I do? You should be married to Mr. Ling."
"No." Wu Baoni was a little impatient: "Catherine, why would he still be moved by that woman after he changed his memory?"
"woman?"
Catherine was taken aback for a moment, but then she thought of the name that Mr. Ling kept calling when she was doing amnestics and reorganization.
It should be the woman he has always loved.
"Since the memory has changed, I don't understand. He is still polite to me. Didn't you set me to be very affectionate with him?"
Catherine was silent for a few seconds before she said: "Bao Ni, I told you before that deleting other people’s memories is feasible in the field of hypnosis, but it is basically a forbidden operation because of what kind of results it will cause. Everyone doesn’t know. There was a case where a girl who broke up with her boyfriend was very painful and found a colleague of us who wanted to be amnesticized. My colleague refused at first but couldn’t handle it. The bitter pleading of living with this girl finally helped her with this kind of work. But after seeing her boyfriend, the girl who lost this memory still fell in love. Do you know what I mean?"
Wu Baoni was stunned: "I don't understand."
"In other words, even if this person loses his memory, his preferences have not changed. When he sees the girl again, or when he sees someone similar to that girl, he will still be excited. So I miss Mr. Ling. That's it, he liked the lady very much, so even if he didn't have the memory, he would still be throbbing with her."
"Is that so."
Wu Baoni leaned back in the chair somewhat, so she came to her specially and said sorry to her, is there no way to marry her.
Song Sihua could hardly believe her ears.
The name of the woman she thought could finally be solved, unexpectedly appeared in her son's mouth again.
"You, what did you say?"
"Mom, you lied to me, I don't want to pursue it, but I told Bao Ni that we can't get married. I want to date Xue Jinyan."
Is there any mistake
Song Sihua's eyes were startled and uncertain.
Is that hypnotist okay? How come his son has come back after a few days of disappearing.
"Little Yue, are you serious?"
"Well, I'm serious." Ling Yue thought for a while: "Mom, I heard that you don't like Xue Jinyan, but I don't understand that she is a very good girl."
Not bad.
What's so nice about the woman who hooked you up after only a few days.
I had known that it was better to have the wedding in the United States. The province had many nights and dreams, and I blamed her for being careless.
"Also, I have a reason to be with her."
Song Sihua pulled his face: "What reason?"
"She has my baby."
!
What
Song Sihua's eyes widened suddenly.
"You, are you kidding me?"
Ling Yue said sternly: "Mom, I don't need to make a joke about this kind of thing, and I have already determined that that child is mine."
"How are you sure? She was born and you did a DNA test? I don't believe it. There are so many men around her. I think Changfeng walked so close to her. Maybe Changfeng's, maybe Changfeng. It belongs to Zhuo Jingyang. Xiaoyue, you are so stupid. She said that it is yours that belongs to you."
Ling Yue was calm and relaxed.
"Is it mine? I know it myself."
…
Song Sihua couldn't say a word. When Ling Yue turned and left, she turned her head and looked at Ling Shitao, who had been silently reading a financial magazine over there: "Have you heard that, your son."
"En." Ling Shitao said lightly.
"En? It's just one, huh? Ling Shitao, look at him, and you can't remember why you got entangled with that woman again." Song Sihua was anxious and angry: "I have done so many hard work, and Bao Ni’s parents are coming."
"Then push it away."
"What?" Song Sihua's eyes widened: "I heard that right, you let someone push him away. Could it be that I really let that Xue Jinyan in?"
Ling Shitao put the magazine on the coffee table next to him casually, but this random movement made Song Sihua somewhat restrained.
"I was a good friend with Chu Ren at first, but after you did these things, I saw Chu Ren hiding. Now he sees me, and he hasn't communicated with him. What do you want to say about you? I didn’t interfere with you at first, but I just felt that this is still my son’s own business. No matter how you participate, it won’t affect anything, and our family has always been harmonious, but now, since you started to interfere with Xiaoyue’s and Xue Jinyan’s affairs , Look, now Ling Yue has come to us, has he stayed here again."
Song Sihua's eyes changed.
"But I am also good for our son."
"For his good, if you are good for him, you should consider his feelings. He likes Xue Jinyan so much, why should he make him suffer. Hypnosis is such a thing, if I knew it at first, I would not agree, you just want to go Change your son's memory, but you did not expect such consequences. I have consulted some senior hypnotists specifically. The risk of deleting memories and reorganizing them is very large. In their hypnotic field, this is almost a no-no. I I don't know what kind of hypnotist you are looking for, but if Ling Yue has any problems, I won't let you go."
Song Sihua did not dare to speak.
Listening to Ling Shitao’s words, she suddenly felt a little scared, can memory really be completely deleted, and if all the memories related to that person are deleted, then...
Song Sihua changed his expression.
"Well, I hope you think about it for yourself, what is the best thing for your son." Ling Shitao sighed: "You woman, it is indeed too much to toss. Regarding the son, I was a little surprised. Sihua, you are also a wise man who was born in a big family, but you think about these things you have done recently. Which one of these things should be done by the ladies. No matter how bad the reputation of Xue Jinyan is, but what I saw , Others are hurting her. Did she do anything?"
Song Sihua looked at Ling Shitao upstairs with his hands behind his back in a daze.
She has always had a good relationship with him, and she always liked Ling Shitao with her grace.
But now he asked him to point to her with such a reason.
Song Sihua lowered her head, maybe she should really think about it.
Ling Yue worked all morning and looked at his mobile phone from time to time, without any text messages.
He was a little puzzled.
There should be nothing wrong. Didn't he and Xue Jinyan start dating? As the first day, at least there should be a text message or something like greeting.
Such a negative attitude towards pursuing others is really a bit undesirable.
Did she think he would care very much
Shang Yang came in with a few documents, and saw that his president was staring at the phone and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
"President."
Ling Yue raised his head: "En? Is something wrong?"
"These projects need to be reviewed by you in person."
"Well, put it here."
"Ding Dong."
Mobile phone text messages are coming.
Ling Yue was overjoyed, his sharp eyebrows stretched out immediately, but after opening them, they immediately became depressed.
It's actually a weather forecast.
What are you doing.
Ling Yue pushed the phone to the side, and Jun Lang's face was a little dull.
Shang Yang hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "President, are you okay?"
There was another meeting in the afternoon.
Ling Yue waved his hand: "It's okay."
It was all right after talking, but he was even more irritable, stood up, took his coat and walked out.
Shang Yang followed behind and carefully reminded: "President, there is another meeting in the afternoon."
"I know."
What's up? Didn't they all agree to associate with her? Her attitude made him very unhappy.
In fact, he himself thought about making a phone call or texting.
But she was the one who made the proposal of association, and she should be the one who likes him so much now.
As a person who has lost this memory, he should sit back and wait for the warmth of the pulse, and then consider how much emotional investment he should give.
But how is it now, is this attitude on the first day
Ji Changfeng looked at what Xue Jinyan had packed up, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Actually, you are perfectly fine here, and it is convenient for me to take care of you."
"Changfeng." Xue Jinyan walked up to Ji Changfeng, stretched out her hand to hug him: "You are my very important friend."
Yes, he knew, he was just a friend from the beginning, and he never moved to another position.
Even he himself does not have this ambition, because the possibility is too small.
"I have always caused you trouble, but if I don't have you by my side, I may really be unable to hold it. Thank you. But now, I have to do this to avoid many misunderstandings."
Ji Changfeng naturally knew what Xue Jinyan was talking about.
"Well, why don't you let Ling Yue come over and help you?"
"Forget it, I haven't figured out how to get along with him now." Xue Jinyan was indeed a little distressed.
Ling Yue had always been looking for her, and she had been hiding, but now, even though that person said he would try to socialize. But she didn't know what to do.
She needs to calm down now, think about it, maybe she can have a meal first at night.
Lina hasn't seen Ling Yue for a long time.
Seeing it now, I suddenly felt extremely excited and cordial.
"Mr Ling, you are here."
"Uh." Ling Yue felt that the other party was familiar, but couldn't name him, but seeing that the other party was so excited, he knew that he should come over often.
"Our sister Xue is not here, but you can wait in her office first, she said she will come in the morning."
When he came, she dared not be there.
Ling Yue really frustrated in his chest.
"Okay." He walked into Xue Jinyan's office somewhat coldly, unexpectedly familiar with the road.
The layout of the office is simple, with photos of models posted on the walls and a photo of a ballet.
It's Xue Jinyan.
In the photo, she is dressed in a plain white dance gown, with one hand in a stretched posture, her eyes are dark and bright, but they look a little innocent.
Ling Yue felt his heart throbbing.
He glanced aside, not daring to look again, but was attracted by a small frame on her desk.
The picture in the frame is not someone else.
It is Xue Jinyan and his headshot.
(End of this chapter)