He's working overtime again! Noila Mo found that her recent desire to see Zhao Junlie was not like before, and she immediately got her wish.
Jun Lie, people are so worried about you! Why choose to bear all the pressure by yourself? I am right by your side! Taking a deep breath, Noila Mo's heart sank and she smiled bitterly. It was now midnight and a week had passed. She originally thought that their wedding would be held soon. However, since Jiang Rongrong's dinner incident, they became estranged. distance, the relationship has reached a deadlock°
well! In addition to Jun Lie's attitude becoming more cold and distant, her memory has never returned to its original state, which makes her somewhat worried!
Junlie, what can I do for you? Why can't you let me share your pain?
Finally, Noila Mo shook her head, thinking for a long time, and decided to prepare Jun Lie's favorite love lunch as usual. After cooking it quickly, she quietly put it into the lunch box, put it in a portable incubator, and got into the Zhao family's car. , after arriving, slowly walked into the Zhao Enterprise Building°
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Zhao Junlie was sitting in the CEO's office, drinking chamomile tea for health, and the emotions in his heart were swirling.
At 12:40 noon, Xiaorou has almost arrived! He thought of his cold treatment of the amnesiac Mo Xiaorou, who should be Mo Rourou, his ugly duckling bride. He felt so guilty because he didn't believe that she was his favorite senior sister Xiaorou!
"It doesn't matter, it's too late now." Thoughts came to his mind, and he smiled slightly.
"Mr. President, Secretary Mo Xiaorou, I want to see you."
"Are you alone? Is there also Master Gao Jie?" Zhao Junlie asked calmly.
"Alone." The female assistant nodded calmly, then turned and left.
Soon, Mo Xiaorou walked into the president's office, and Zhao Junlie came into view with a gentle smile.
"Xiaorou, we're finally here. I'm so hungry that I could eat a cow!" He said with a playful smile.
"This is the pork chop bento. And the chamomile tea I brewed. It's good for health and beauty." Mo Xiaorou took out the bento box from the portable thermos.
Then, she poured the freshly brewed chamomile tea into the mug she brought.
"Here, drink while it's hot°"
"Xiaorou, I hope that I am a perfect man, but this damn woman Jiang Rongrong has come to ruin our relationship again."
"Jun Lie, I love you! Why do you look down on your future husband?" Mo Xiaorou has her own persistence. "Stop getting angry with Jiang Rongrong!"
"Xiaorou, don't you understand that Jiang Rongrong brought me indescribable pain in the past?"
At first, Noila Mo didn't want to ask further, but she still spoke.
"Are there any scars?"
Zhao Junlie took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's here." He opened his shirt with his hand and immediately saw the scar on his waist.
"Jun Lie, I'm sorry... I feel like my thoughts can't keep up with my current thinking speed. I know I shouldn't force you to think back to the unpleasant things in the past, but you can't escape for the rest of your life." Mo Xiaorou burst into tears. Yu eyelashes, speaking softly°
"Xiao Rou, I love you. I'm so afraid that you will choose to leave me because of Jiang Rongrong's appearance. You are my treasure and I'm afraid that you will be taken away by others." Zhao Junlie hugged her into his arms and choked with hoarse voice.
Zhao Junlie's waist scar is the masterpiece left by Jiang Rongrong back then, and it is also the reason why he does not believe in love.
Yes, he didn't deserve love. However, when he was in college, during his freshman year, he met Senior Sister Xiaorou at the age of nineteen. His heart began to change and he fell in love with Senior Sister Xiaorou.
However, this love was just a hopeless secret love. In the end, senior sister Xiaorou left his side, and he returned to the lonely world again.
"Tell me! I will be your wife. Do I have the right to know the truth?"
"Um."
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The Zhao family's old house, the Zhao couple just returned from the obstetrics and gynecology hospital°
"Finally over the premature birth, my Junlie is a very cute boy." The young and beautiful woman looked directly at the full-month baby.
Zhao Junlie, a newborn child, was destined to become the heir of the Zhao family. Although he was a premature baby, he stayed in an incubator for a month right after he was born. It was not until the attending obstetrician and gynecologist confirmed that his physical condition was stable that he left the incubator and returned home. Officially welcome the world°
"I bought a lot of Kening milk powder. Since I like the brand, Jun Lie will also like it. After all, mother and child are connected!" Mother Zhao pushed the stroller with a sweet smile and soft eyes.
"Silly woman, Jun Lie will be spoiled by you." Father Zhao said with a smile.
"No, because we, as parents, educate little Junlie, and little Junlie will not let us down."
A year later, when Zhao Junlie turned one year old, he began to learn to read and call himself mom and dad.
When Zhao Junlie's younger brother was born, Zhao's mother's attention was focused on her young son. Zhao Junlie's childhood began to be lonely. When he returned home, he had a lot of homework to study. He really wanted to play kite flying and square dancing with other children from ordinary families. Gezi, as a result, he could only stay indoors and learn business English conversation, arithmetic and computer introduction.
He was forced to accept adult education and grow up.
He longed for the love of his parents, and as a result he was regarded as a rebellious child and was subject to stricter requirements and discipline.
Day after day, he stayed in Zhao's study, reading Qiong Yao's romance novels, and then Jin Yong's martial arts novels, spending his childhood in loneliness.