She shook her head and pulled out the compact to touch up her face.

If you like a man, you like a man, why don't you dare to be so secretive?

After making up for it, she suddenly remembered that she saw her mother in the mall that day, so she took out her mobile phone and transferred 100,000 yuan to Liu Yingping's account.

Then, I called Liu Yingping's phone.

"Are you ......?" asked Liu Yingping suspiciously.

Song Ke'er coughed lightly and replied, "It's me, aunt, I'm Luo Xingchen." ”

"Oops! Stars...... Is it the stars? It was really ...... that day at the mall I'm sorry. ”

"I'm with the stars...... No, I'm good friends with Kerr, before. I also had something wrong that day," Song Ke'er tried her best to imitate Luo Xingchen's tone and habit of speaking, "Auntie, I just put 100,000 yuan into your account, you can use it!" If you have any difficulties in the future, you can tell me. ”

After all, this is her real mother, and she still has feelings.

"You give me money, why?" Liu Yingping asked.

"Give it to you, you can use it, who would be afraid of more money? It's just that don't give him any more money to gamble, and the gold and silver mountains are not enough to lose. Song Keer thought about her father, and couldn't hide the irritability in her heart.

"Are you a star?"

Hearing Liu Yingping's question, Song Keer immediately hung up the phone.

I'm annoyed, how come I also have acting skills, but I can't play Luo Xingchen like it?

In the mirror, she saw the face she hated so much.

It's beautiful!

It's really much more beautiful than the original.

But the owner of this face is the woman she dislikes the most.

Luo Xingchen is better than her in everything, but it's a pity that her life is not good!

When a person dies, what's the use of being good?

She slowly pulled the check out of her purse, a cold smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

……

country r.

In the ward, Jin Zeming sat on the sofa, burying his head in the papers.

After looking at it, he signed his name where he was required to sign.

Luo Xingchen was lying on the hospital bed, looking at him sideways, the man's current appearance was also quite handsome.

The three-dimensional silhouette is noble, calm, elegant and wise against the background of light and shadow......

She didn't understand why this man hadn't shown the slightest sign of recovering his memory until now.

It seems that he was born as the Duke of Norlandon, as if he has never had any intersection with the man named Jin Zeming.

Was there anything else she hadn't thought of?

Jin Zeming grew up in brutal training, and his will must be extremely firm.

So in order to control his memory and erase the traces of the past, does he need something more high-tech than drugs?

Isabella said that if Jin Zeming was allowed to recover her memory, she would regret it.

What do you regret?

Will it threaten Jin Zeming's life?

She slowly turned around, just staring at the man who was doing something seriously.

"Hey!"

She sighed.

"What's wrong?" Hearing her sigh, the man raised his eyes, and the tenderness at the bottom of his eyes was filled with dense love, "I'll be busy in a while, and I'll accompany you to the garden for a walk." ”

"Have you ever heard a nursery rhyme called 'London Bridge Falls'? It's very good, and the children will sing ...... when they play games."

Luo Xingchen said as he watched his reaction.

Then he began to hum the tune of the nursery rhyme softly, but did not sing the lyrics.

Jin Zeming frowned slightly and did not speak.

After signing the last paperwork, he slowly sorted it out, got up and knocked on the door.