Amnesia ex-wife is sweet and cute

That's because she doesn't have parents, it's just that she didn't say it so directly, and she doesn't want to say this kind of thing again.

Every time she said this, it was to open her wound again, revealing the bloody wound inside.

Although what she said was not obvious, Luo Xihan could understand what she meant.

Luo Xihan knew everything about Xu Weilin and her parents, and knew that she always wanted to avenge her parents.

He has been secretly investigating the matter of Xu Weilin's parents, just to find out the truth for Xu Weilin, but there has been no progress.

He could understand Xu Weilin's entanglement and fear.

It's just that he never thought about this issue before, he just wanted Xu Weilin to accept his new family, because his parents were Xu Weilin's parents.

He was good for Xu Weilin, but he forgot the most important point, which was Xu Weilin's inner thoughts.

If Lan Zhen hadn't made such a phone call to him, he might still be in a knot now.

The most important thing now is to open the gap in Xu Weilin's heart.

I don't know why, seeing Xu Weilin like this, Luo Xihan felt very distressed.

He directly stretched out his hand to pull Xu Weilin over, hugged Xu Weilin into his arms, kissed Xu Weilin deeply on the forehead, and said: "Weilin, I'm sorry, I didn't know you thought so , it’s because I wasn’t thoughtful enough to make you suffer.”

Xu Weilin smiled wryly, and said: "No, this has nothing to do with you, it's the hurdle in my heart that I can't get over."

Seeing Xu Weilin like this, Luo Xihan couldn't bear it very much. He patted Xu Weilin's back lightly again and again, and said softly: "I have seriously considered what Lan Zhen said to me. Yes, I think she's right, if you really don't want to see my mother, I won't force you, we can wait a little longer."

Luo Xihan was so gentle, but Xu Weilin felt a strong sense of self-blame.

She raised her head from Luo Xihan's arms, looked at Luo Xihan, shook her head slightly, stared into his eyes, and said seriously: "Xihan, I really don't mean not to go, just now you What I said, I also thought about it in my heart, you are right, this kind of thing should not be avoided all the time, but should be overcome, so I decided..."

Speaking of this, Xu Weilin suddenly paused, and Luo Xihan also held his breath after being teased by her, not daring to exhale, waiting for Xu Weilin's next words.

Xu Weilin took a long breath, and said: "I decided...to see your mother...Sooner or later, you have to see this kind of thing."

"However, can I make a small request?"

After finishing speaking, Xu Weilin added another sentence, looking at Luo Xihan eagerly.

Luo Xihan felt his heart melt, he touched the top of Xu Weilin's head, and said, "Of course, let alone a small request, even a big request is fine!"

Xu Weilin was amused by his words, she lightly thumped Luo Xihan's chest, and said, "Don't make trouble, I'm telling you the truth."

Luo Xihan hugged her into his arms again, and said, "Okay, I'll listen to whatever you want to say."

His tone was full of pampering and love for Xu Weilin.

Xu Weilin said with some embarrassment: "Can I choose the time to meet your mother? I want to set it on next Sunday. During these few days, I will learn how to get along with my mother-in-law. , I want to prepare a gift for your mother, after all, your mother had a bad impression of me last time."

Hearing Xu Weilin's words, Luo Xihan felt distressed and helpless.

He said, "Weilin, you don't have to do these things deliberately. What my mother likes most is your real appearance, and don't worry, as long as I like it, my mother will also like it."

"And the most important point, have you forgotten that you met my mother last time? My mother had a good impression of you at that time."

Luo Xihan said while smiling.

Xu Weilin: "..."

She obviously didn't believe it, "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Luo Xihan tried to swear, but was stopped by Xu Weilin.

Xu Weilin couldn't help laughing, and said: "Okay, okay, I understand, I believe in you, isn't it okay?"

……

The next day.

Qingmeng Pavilion.

When Lan Zhen woke up, there was no one beside her, and the surrounding area was empty.

She suddenly felt a void for no reason, she reached out and stroked the place next to her, it was still warm.

It seems that Lu Jincheng has just left for a short time.

After she packed up, Lu Jincheng was fully dressed and eating breakfast.

Seeing her, Aunt Lin quickly yelled, "Ma'am, come have breakfast soon."

"it is good."

Lan Zhen nodded and walked over.

After eating breakfast in silence with Lu Jincheng, the two of them drove to the place where Mu Qingyan's birthday party was held.

The place that Mu Qingyan chose was very luxurious, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going.

When the two arrived, there was a welcome person standing at the door.

Lan Zhen glanced around, but did not see Mu Qingyan.

At this time, she should be preparing to attend in the backstage.

Lan Zhen is wearing that red dress today, the one she chose when she was with Xu Weilin.

Until now, Lan Zhen still remembers Lu Jincheng's eyes and expression when she saw her just put on this dress.

"Who chose this dress for you?"

In the morning, Qingmeng Pavilion.

As soon as Lan Zhen closed the dress, this voice suddenly came out from behind.

When Lan Zhen just put it on, she was taken aback, her hands shook, and the zipper that was pulled up a little with great difficulty fell off again.

The zipper is at the back, and it is at the waist. When I wore it last time, I called Xu Weilin in to zip it for her. This time it was extremely difficult for her to do it by herself.

In the end, Lu Jincheng came up before she could ask someone for help.

Lan Zhen quickly turned her back and grabbed the dress with both hands, so that it would not fall off suddenly.

"You, why are you here?" Lan Zhen looked at him with a red face, with a hint of embarrassment in her expression.

Lu Jincheng didn't say a word, but still looked at her with the same eyes just now.

The eyes are very hot, mixed with emotions that Lan Zhen can't understand.

Lu Jincheng looked at her straight, and asked again, "Who chose this dress for you?"

Although she didn't know why he asked such a question, Lan Zhen still answered, "It's Wei Lin, I went to choose the dress with her that day."

Lu Jincheng: "..."

He said, "Turn around."

There was some domineering and undeniable determination in his tone.

Lan Zhen: "..."

"Do? What?"