When he was still Han Mingxu, he had never had the habit of getting up early, but as Li Qinghao, he no longer had the habit of being lazy in bed. He knew it was a matter of concern. When a person has something on his mind, the quality of his sleep will be affected, so he begins to sleep lightly, with dark circles under his eyes.
Opening the wardrobe, I feel a headache because of the tasteless clothes inside. Doesn’t the owner of this body have his own sense of aesthetics? He remembered the last scene two years ago, when Li Qinghao was crying in front of him. At that time, he looked down on this person.
Sigh... I sighed in my heart, is Li Qinghao's soul dead, or is it in an inexplicable place
Coming to the kitchen, Mother Li has already prepared breakfast. As a housewife, Mother Li's craftsmanship is really impressive. I have always been used to eating gorgeous dishes cooked by famous chefs, and this light home-cooked side dish has become a worldly delicacy, extremely delicious.
"Delicious?" Mother Li looked at her son with sparkling eyes, "Didn't you say that Western food is more to your liking? You even asked your mother to learn the recipes of Western food, saying... He said the food in the university cafeteria is not delicious.”
The food in the school cafeteria is not delicious? It must be because Nancheng Lie likes to eat Western food.
Nancheng College is a well-known first-class institution here. It was built specifically to train the heirs of the Nancheng family. From the school's facilities, manpower to material comfort, it is far ahead in the country. Such a first-class college hires top-notch talents who are renowned in the country. Chefs, whether Chinese or Western, pay attention to the balanced nutrition of students. How can they make something that doesn't taste good
After breakfast, Li Qinghao tidied the room. He had a hunch that he would stay in this room or this home for a long time. So for the sake of his future life, he felt it was reasonable to change the tasteless clothes and shoes in the cabinet, or those colorful bed sheets and quilt covers. As for the study, he chose to respect the original owner's preferences.
He turned on the computer and entered a page he was familiar with, but received an unexpected alert. Someone had entered his account at Jinhui Bank, but it was unsuccessful.
Jinhui Bank is the most private bank abroad and even in the world. It is different from the well-known Swiss banks, but it takes a different approach when it comes to customer privacy.
You only need to provide your real name, but the information inside can be provided falsely. You can set up a series of measures and defense systems yourself when entering your account.
The money in his account is not less, and there is even more interest for two years. However, someone has tried to enter it. This is an indisputable fact. The time of entry was after his shooting accident. Who could it be? for money? Or is it because of his identity as Han Mingxu
The tight lips were very sexy, and he smiled. If the other party knew that the money in Han Mingxu's account had been used, then... A smile filled his eyes, and the blood in his body began to boil. In this game, who is the winner? The real leader
I took a taxi to LOVE, the fashion store that I often visited when I was still Han Mingxu. The owner of LOVE was an internationally renowned designer. He set up his own business because of his pursuit of feeling. We opened such a store in this relatively large city in China, but the customers who come here are all over the world.
The store is very large, divided into two floors. The clothes on the first floor are labeled with LOVE, but they are not genuine products from the boss, but are co-produced by other designers of LOVE, while the clothes on the second floor are pieces of clothing. The piece is unique and only comes in one size. It is conceivable that it is not the person who chooses the clothes, but the clothes that choose the person. He loves design and gives the initiative to inanimate clothes, because in his eyes, they are alive.
"welcome."
Li Qinghao looked around the store. Nothing had changed, but... he had changed.
There were quite a lot of individual tourists on the first floor. He frowned, not liking such a busy place. The waiter was very discerning and seemed to see the flash of disgust in Li Qinghao's eyes. He quickly explained with a smile: "Today, the boss had a whim and organized a shopping and giveaway event, so there were several times more customers than usual."
In a neither humble nor arrogant voice, Li Qinghao chuckled and shook his head: "Go upstairs."
upstairs? Surprise flashed in the waiter's eyes. Li Qinghao was wearing ordinary sportswear, a white T-shirt and black cotton trousers. He was 183 centimeters tall. Under the simple suit, he exuded a noble temperament, a little cold and distant, and he The beautiful face looks a little more elegant.
"Xiao Gao, you seem to have become slow." He teased and took the initiative to walk up to the second floor.
Xiao Gao is a senior waiter here. Because LOVE's salary is almost equal to that of white-collar workers in the group company, he has been doing this till now. In the past, when he was Han Mingxu, he was often greeted by Xiao Gao, but now...
Hearing the familiar name of the guest in front of him, but this unfamiliar face, Xiao Gao was not impressed. But after all, he has been eating this bowl of rice for a long time, and he naturally understands the ways of the world.
"The more you come, the smarter I will be." Putting on a more friendly smile than before, Xiao Gao knew that the guests in front of him didn't care about the expensive prices of clothes on the second floor.
"Lie, do you look good?" A coquettish voice came from the sofa on the second floor. Li Qinghao was shocked. He was shocked not because of the charming male voice, but because of the word "lie". This was not only a place he often visited before, but also a place Nancheng Lie often visited, so Li Qinghao knew that the person called Lie must be his former friend, Nancheng Lie.
Although he thought about meeting Nancheng Lie, he never thought it would be in this situation.
Nancheng Lie, how should he greet him
My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't control it. Li Qinghao was extremely strange. Although he would have complicated thoughts when he saw Nancheng Lie, his heartbeat like this was very abnormal. It's more like someone is in control.
"Good-looking." He pecked the beautiful young man's face, and the calm gaze resting on him made Nancheng Lie narrow his eyes. Why is this feeling so familiar
He looked back and saw a slender figure standing quietly at the top of the stairs. The noisy guests downstairs, the respectful waiters beside him, and the clothes with different characteristics around them all became decorations. This man's temperament was unparalleled in Tsinghua University.
"Long time no see." He greeted with a faint smile and quiet eyes, like a long-lost friend. Li Qinghao approached Nancheng Lie with elegant steps. At this moment, he forgot that he was Li Qinghao who had lost his memory, and that he should not remember the man in front of him at all.
He even forgot that the phrase "Long time no see" should come out of his mouth.