Chapter 210 Idol dramas are all lies
Lin Xu saw the opened drawer and could vaguely see the old photos inside, and suddenly felt a little clear.
She raised her chin and pecked the man's thin lips gently, with a teasing smile in her voice, "Are you jealous?"
Xie Changyan's index finger was on the tip of her hair. It turned around a few times, tangled in her hair, but didn't answer.
"What if I still can't forget him?" Lin Xu tilted his head, seeming to be worried.
The movement of tangled hair was stagnant, and Xie Changyan's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of compulsion, "Then I don't mind helping you, for example...burn all these photos first."
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"If you dare to burn it, you will definitely regret it in the future." Lin Xu said.
When he regains his memory, he may regret the stupid things he did.
However, when Xie Changyan heard this sentence, it took on another meaning.
She liked that man so much that she even threatened herself for a few photos.
Xie Changyan clenched the photo frame in his hand tightly, as if he was about to break it. An irritation emerged from his heart, and his face became a little darker.
"Okay, Lan Yue is still looking for us, let's go out first." Lin Xu took out the photo frame in his hand and put it back in the drawer.
When I was about to take him out of the bedroom, I found a black box suddenly in the drawer.
"What is this? Did you put it there?" Lin Xu picked up the box and looked at it, having no impression of it at all.
This is definitely not her own, is it from the quarterly banquet? Or was it Ji Tingyang and the others who put it here later?
She wanted to open it to see what was inside, but found that there was a password on the box, and she needed to enter the correct password to open it.
So mysterious?
Xie Changyan looked at the box in her hand, "I found it in the corner of the drawer."
When he saw it, there was a sense of familiarity and nostalgia in his mind, as if he had owned it before A box like this.
"Do you know what the password is?" Lin Xu asked him.
"Do I look like I can tell fortunes? I can even help you figure out passwords?" Xie Changyan raised his eyebrows.
What's more, it might be something left by that man.
He was not interested in helping her decipher it.
After Lin Xu entered the password several times but it showed that it was wrong, he finally gave up and threw it back into the drawer.
Just ask Ji Tingyang tomorrow.
Lin Xu thought about it, and then took Xie Changyan downstairs.
But Xie Changyan was found, and Ji Yuqiao didn't know where he had gone.
It was hard to leave Xie Changyan to find her again, so Lin Xu had to stay in the living room with him.
"This must be your first time visiting Ji's house. How do you feel?" Lin Xu asked.
Today, both Lin Xu and Ji Yuqiao seemed to be particularly obsessed with asking him this question. Xie Changyan glanced at her and said politely: "The decoration is good."
"Is there anything that impressed you?" Her eyes were filled with vague expectation.
Xie Changyan raised the corners of his lower lips and spoke in a sinister tone, "The photos filled with drawers are quite impressive. Only then did I realize that someone is so affectionate."
Lin Xu choked, Her eyes drifted around guiltily, "By the way, I remember the housekeeper made a pot of Pu'er tea. I'll pour you a cup!"
After saying that, she immediately walked to the kitchen.
Her steps were hurried, and her figure showed a trace of panic.
Entering the kitchen, Lin Xu patted his chest, and after a while he looked at the teapot melancholy again.
It seems that Lan Yue’s plan didn’t work. Xie Changyan had no impression of the villa at all. He didn't even remember the previous group photos. He became jealous after seeing them and even wanted to burn them.
Lin Xu sighed, poured a cup of tea and returned to the living room.
She looked towards Xie Changyan, and the next second, her pupils tightened.
Ji Yuqiao appeared out of nowhere, hiding behind Xie Changyan, holding a heavy vase with both hands, as if smashing it on his head.
Lin Xu gasped, quickly walked over, snatched the vase from Ji Yuqiao's hand, pulled her aside, and scolded her in a low voice: "What are you doing?!"
Lin Xu has always had a gentle look. This is the first time Ji Yuqiao saw her face angry and scolding him harshly, which made her body tremble in fright.
Ji Yuqiao nervously grabbed the corner of his clothes and stammered: "I, I saw it on TV... If the head is hit, the previous memory will be restored, so I want to give it a try..."
"The head is a fragile part of the human body. What if you hit it and cause some harm or death?" Lin Xu felt a little scared after thinking about it, and then advised, "Whatever messy TV series you watch are all lies." Human."
Ji Yuqiao said: "It's an idol drama played by my second brother."
Lin Xu: "...Don't look back."
She complained to Ji Zeqiu that the idol drama she acted in was a bad example to her younger sister.
The two were muttering behind each other, and Xie Changyan turned around and looked over, "What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing." The two immediately hid the vase behind their backs, shaking their heads wildly with guilt.
Xie Changyan glanced at the two of them thoughtfully, and his eyes fell on the vase behind him.
Lin Xu hurriedly put the teacup on the table into his hand, "Ah, by the way, this is the Pu'er tea I just poured for you, you can try it."
Xie Changyan stayed in the villa until the afternoon. He didn't leave until his special assistant called to remind him that he had a meeting in the afternoon.
After several hours, Xie Changyan had not recovered any memory.
However, Ji Yuqiao seemed to be getting more and more courageous as she became more frustrated, and encouraged Lin Xu: "Mom, don't be discouraged. When I find a few more methods, my father will definitely think of us!"
Lin Xu thought of The vase was still a little frightened, and he quickly warned, "Don't follow the plots in idol dramas anymore, they are all lies."
"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." Ji Yuqiao nod.
Lin Xu: "..."
Does a person who wants to hit his head with a vase really know what propriety is?
Lin Xu suddenly felt uneasy.
In the blink of an eye, the night sky gradually became darker.
The sound of a car engine sounded outside the gate, and Lin Xu guessed that Ji Tingyang was back.
Lin Xu went downstairs to greet him.
The first time he saw her, a smile appeared on Ji Tingyang's stern face, as if a warm current flowed through his chest.
The corner of his lips just raised, but he pulled it back in the next moment, frowning slightly, "Is someone here today?"
"No." Lin Xu denied.
"Then why are there three teacups?" Ji Tingyang looked at the table.
Too careless.
Forgot to put away the cups.
I didn't expect Ji Tingyang to be so sensitive.
"There is a teacup that belongs to the butler." Lin Xu could only tell lies with his eyes open, and then quickly changed the topic, "By the way, do you know what this box is?"
Ji Tingyang's attention was indeed diverted. He looked at the box in her hand and seemed to have an impression, "This seems to be my father's thing."
(End of this chapter)
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