After being scumbag, the billionaire president got married in a flash

Qiao Rongan was very disappointed, but fortunately, he believed that he could slowly evoke her memory, he did not forget her, and he believed that she would not forget him either.

"Luoluo, you used to call me 'Brother Rong', maybe I'm also called 'Brother An'."

He was a little hesitant. She called him "Brother An" that day, and there was indeed a word "An" in his name. Maybe she called him "Brother An" before?

"Now, can you still call me like before?"

Qiao Rongan looked at Jian Luo with eyes full of expectation.

"I," Jian Luo's long eyelashes trembled, "you mean to call you 'Brother An'?"

Wen Yikai's handsome face like a knife flashed in her mind, and she always felt that the title of "Brother An" belonged to the man with that beautiful face.

"Yes, 'Brother An'"

Although Qiao Rongan was a little awkward, he was still willing to accept the title "Brother An", because it was the title given to him by Jian Luo, and he was willing to accept anything.

Seeing Jian Luo hesitate, Qiao Rong'an was a little anxious, "You used to call me that. Okay?"

His sincerity made Jian Luo a little uneasy, she nodded slightly, "Yes, 'Brother An'."

Qiao Rongan became excited when he called Brother An, and stretched out his slender fingers to hold Jian Luo's sallow hand, "Luo Luo, I hope you can recover your memory soon! Remember our past!"

past?Their past?The past with "Brother An"?

This is also the reason why Jian Luo agreed to Wen Yikai to go to Yunchuan. She wanted to retrieve her memory, so that she would know what role she played in this marriage with Wen Yikai.

And what is the relationship between her and Qiao Rongan?

"Luoluo, I'll take you to the place where we used to live."

Jian Luo's "Brother An" gave Qiao Rong'an an effective stimulant. This little girl who had been on his mind for many years and was unforgettable has always been the white moonlight in his heart. He searched for so long and finally found her. He Of course, all the memories with her must be retrieved.

"Really?"

When Jane Luo heard it, he wanted to take her to the place where they lived before, that ancient courtyard house?

That courtyard house that once appeared in her dreams?

"follow me!"

Qiao Rong'an took Jian Luo's hand excitedly, and led her out of the stars.

Jian Luo sat in Qiao Rongan's blue Lamborghini, Qiao Rongan drove very fast, and drove into a prosperous area in the southern suburbs of Shencheng, and into a large community.

The environment here is very beautiful and elegant, like a beautiful harbor.

The car was parked in a spacious parking lot, Qiao Rongan got out of the car and opened the door for Jian Luo.

The breeze was blowing gently, and Jane's slightly curly long hair was fluttering in the wind. With her long skirt flying, she gently stroked the loose long hair with her pale fingers.

Qiao Rongan, who was standing aside, was stunned, as if the girl with long black hair was alive in front of him again.

He stepped forward in a daze, gently pulled her shoulder with one hand, and called out "Luoluo!" in a hoarse voice.

Jian Luo turned her head and collided with Qiao Rongan's eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, and she withdrew her body.

She looked at a group of European-style villas with some disappointment, "But, this is no longer a courtyard."

Qiao Rong'an withdrew his absent-minded gaze, pointed to the left, "Look over there."

Jian Luo followed the direction of his fingers. Under the night, rows of elegant and simple courtyard houses sat in brightly lit places, giving people a sweet, peaceful and serene feeling.

That feeling seemed familiar to Jane Luo.

Qiao Rongan led Jian Luo to walk in, the feeling became more and more familiar, more and more detailed and peaceful, Jian Luo felt like a dream.

Qiao Rongan led her to the innermost two spacious courtyard houses, and said to Jian Luo, "My home is on the left, and your home is on the right."

As he spoke, he took out the key and opened the courtyard on the left.

Qiao Rong'an turned on all the lights in the yard, and the whole yard was suddenly brightly lit.

The yard is very cold, and it can be seen that no one has lived in it for a long time.But the trees are shady and the flowers and plants are lush, so there should be someone who has taken care of it.

Walking through the spacious yard and entering the luxurious flower hall, Qiao Rongan led Jane upstairs.

"follow me."

Jian Luo looked at the room, and it was exactly the same as what Lin Xiaoyu dreamed of when he hypnotized her.

On the third floor, Qiao Rongan opened a room and walked in with Jian Luo.

The walls are a very fresh sky blue, the curtains are Doraemon cartoons, and a Crayon Shinchan cartoon desk for two is placed side by side in front of the window.

The whole house is lively and warm, full of childlike fun.

"Luoluo, remember?"

Qiao Rong'an couldn't hold back the excitement in his voice.

"For more than ten years, I don't allow anyone to change this place, just to find you and let you take a look together."

"here is…"

The familiar feeling made Jian Luo unable to restrain her emotions. She seemed to see a little girl and a handsome little boy sitting side by side, smiling face to face.

"This is my house. Yours is next door. After moving out, I sold it to someone else. This house is my former room. We often do homework and play games together. Have you forgotten?"

Jian Luo saw an enlarged photo on the small desk, she approached, and saw a beautiful little girl and a fresh and handsome little boy sitting on the green grass, the girl was wearing a gouache skirt, and the boy was wearing a pure white T-shirts, white sneakers.

In Jian Luo's mind, the scene of a handsome boy wearing snow-white sneakers running towards her immediately appeared.

"Brother An!"

Her pale fingers groped for the little boy in the photo, his facial features were three-dimensional and bony, with a kind of handsome and profound like a knife.

Jian Luo's long eyelashes trembled, and a tear rolled down.

"You are really 'Brother An'!"

Qiao Rongan took Jian Luo's hand in surprise, "Luo Luo, do you remember?"

"In this room, we eat together, sleep together, and play together. Auntie told you to go back, but you cried and said you can't leave, you want to sleep with Brother Rong...An."

Jian Luo smiled "Puff", the long eyelashes stained with tears gleamed with a crystal luster, and a blush flew across her cheeks.

"How old was I then?"

"8 years old, two years later, after your tenth birthday, your aunt won't let you sleep here, but we still often play together."

"Then when did I leave?"

"After the age of 11, your aunt took you out of here. Later, later..."

Qiao Rong'an hesitated and did not continue.

"What happened later?" Jian Luo really wanted to know why she forgot this memory, she clearly remembered her childhood, why did she selectively forget this memory?

"Later, my aunt and my mother had a quarrel, and they moved away not long after."

Qiao Rongan seemed to be caught in a painful memory, and Jian Luo realized that this might be an important memory. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Qiao Rongan with a slightly painful expression, waiting for him to tell the past she was looking forward to.