After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Shen Zhiyi repeatedly told herself to stay calm.

Don't get your hopes up until the results of the second appraisal are in.

But it turns out, she simply can't do it.

When she thought that the face behind Yuan Yi's mask might be the Yang Yang she thought about day and night, Shen Zhiyi couldn't control her nervousness and became anxious.

She didn't know how to face Yuan Yi.

After all, judging by his appearance, he doesn't remember himself at all...

In the middle of the night, Shen Zhiyi suffered from insomnia again.

Yan Chenfeng opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Shen Zhiyi standing by the window with his back to him, wearing a light green silk nightgown, with long black hair draped over his shoulders, looking so lonely and lonely under the cold moonlight.

The woman looked at the bright moon in the sky, holding the fidget spinner she bought for Yang Yang in Mozhu Village, fiddled with it from time to time, wondering what she was thinking.

Yan Chenfeng got up and got out of bed.

Hearing the movement behind him, Shen Zhiyi turned around, saw Yan Chenfeng woke up, and quickly asked, "Did I wake you up?"

"No." Yan Chenfeng walked behind Shen Zhiyi, wrapped his hands around her slender waist, buried his nose between her snowy necks and took a few deep sniffs, "I woke up by myself."

There is a faint floral fragrance on the woman's body, which is very sweet but not greasy. Every time I smell it, it will make people feel at ease.

Shen Zhiyi pursed her lips, covered the back of Yan Chenfeng's hands with both hands, and leaned into his arms.

"Look, husband, isn't the moon particularly round tonight?" Shen Zhiyi raised his chin slightly, and asked the man above his head, "People in the Hua Kingdom say that the moon represents roundness, and I have a hunch that Yang Yang will return to us soon. "

Yan Chenfeng rested his chin on Shen Zhiyi's head, and said in a deep voice, "Well, I think so too."

Yuan Yi gave him a very special feeling.

Coupled with Shen Zhiyi's deduction, he was even more convinced that Yuan Yi was Yang Yang.

Now, only one identification report is missing.

As long as the appraisal results come out and Yuan Yi's identity is confirmed, he will definitely drag Yuan Bufan into hell and let him experience the feeling that life is worse than death!

The man's eyes darkened, and his expression turned cold unconsciously.

Suddenly, he heard the little woman in his arms sigh softly.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chenfeng asked.

Shen Zhiyi frowned, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"I'm thinking, even if Yuan Yi is really Yang Yang, he won't remember us..."

Thinking of Yuan Yi standing in front of the media and speaking out for Yuan Bufan, saying "Daddy loves me the most", Shen Zhiyi feels like a knife is piercing his heart.

She was afraid of the son she had found so hard, and didn't want to return to her.

The pain was no different from stabbing a few knives in her heart.

"Don't think about it too much." Yan Chenfeng comforted softly, "We don't know why Yangyang lost his memory, maybe after treatment, he will slowly remember."

Shen Zhiyi let out an "um", and suddenly found that Yan Chenfeng had changed Yuan Yi's address to Yang Yang.

She held back the soreness in her nasal cavity, held Yan Chenfeng's hand tightly, and thought to herself:

If Yang Yang can return to her side, she will definitely love him more and make him the happiest baby in the world.

While thinking, Shen Zhiyi suddenly felt weightless.

The man passed through her armpit with his left hand, grabbed her calf with his right hand, and hugged her horizontally.

Shen Zhiyi wrapped her arms around Yan Chenfeng's neck, her bright and clear eyes plunged into the deep pool in his eyes.

"If you don't sleep, it will be dawn."

"But, I can't sleep..."

Yan Chenfeng paused, and sighed resignedly, "I'll put you to sleep."

The man said so, and did so.

He walked to the bed, put Shen Zhiyi on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

Then he lay down next to her, hugged her into his arms, and patted her on the back lightly while humming a song like coaxing a child.

Not long after, Shen Zhiyi was lulled to sleep by the man's deep voice.

……

The next day, Greenfield Manor.

Takasaki came to Yuan Yi's room in a hurry.

"President Yuan, what happened?"

Fang Zhuo glanced at Yuan Yi who was on the bed, his face was very ugly.

"He's sick again, you find a way to deal with it."

As far as he could see, Yuan Yi's hands and feet were chained, his body was covered in sweat, he was struggling and whimpering in pain.

Takasaki was startled, and hurried forward to check.

He reached out and touched Yuan Yi's forehead, it was very hot, but not as hot as a fever.

"Master Yi, are you okay?"

"It hurts, it hurts..." Yuan Yi's eyes were closed tightly, tears were hanging on his long eyelashes, his face was as pale as paper, it made people feel extremely distressed.

"Where does it hurt?" Takasaki asked.

Yuan Yi sniffed, and murmured: "Head, headache..."

Fang Zhuo's face became even uglier when he heard this.

He said in a deep voice: "Yuan Yi, dad never said that children can't lie, and your injury is not on the head, how could you have a headache?"

Yuan Yi bit his lip, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and wet the sheets.

He didn't understand why Dad refused to believe what he said.

It was obvious that he was already in such pain, but instead of caring about him, his father locked him on the bed.

This feeling is so painful, so helpless...

"Master Yi, did your head hurt because of something you thought of?" Gao Qi frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

The last time Yuan Yi fell ill was accompanied by the recovery of part of his memory.

He feared it would be the same this time.

"I don't know, I don't know..." Yuan Yi sobbed, wanting to smash his head.

It's a pity that his hands and feet are bound by chains and he can't do anything.

Fang Zhuo couldn't stand Yuan Yi's noise, and said coldly, "Hurry up and give him a tranquilizer, it's too loud."

"President Yuan, I'm afraid this is inappropriate..."

When Fang Zhuo heard this, his eyebrows jumped violently.

He knew what Takasaki was going to say.

It's nothing more than Yuan Yi's body is too weak to take sedatives, so he needs to take care of his health, and so on.

Hearing these words, his ears were almost calloused.

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and pretended to be calm: "Doctor Gao, please come out with me, I have something to tell you."

……

in the study.

Fang Zhuo closed the door, sat on the single sofa in the posture of a superior, and stared coldly at the man in front of him.

Xu Yu said coldly: "Gao Qi, do you think that with grandpa protecting me, I would not dare to do anything to you?"

Gao Qi was startled, and quickly denied: "Gao has never thought about it that way..."

"In that case, why do you ignore my order?" Fang Zhuo grabbed the handle of the leather sofa with both hands, imagining it as Gao Qi's neck constantly exerting force, "You lowered the frequency of injections for Yuan Yi without authorization, and lied to me that he I've already forgotten all about the past, so it's okay to fight a few times less..."

"The results of it?"

"Yuan Yi almost regained his memory in front of that couple of dogs!"

Fang Zhuo clenched his back molars tightly, as if a fire was burning in his chest.

"I kept that little bastard in order to use him to deal with Yan Chenfeng and Shen Zhiyi."

"If his memory recovers, then his use value will no longer exist."

"A useless abandoned child, do you really think that I will leave him in Yuan's house for free?"