Full of honey

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date="2020-10-16"

title="Full of honey"

weight="96483"

series = ["Full of Nectar"]

mode = "manual"

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Full of honey: milk small sugar

Wen Xiu was taken aback by his words.

Resigned?

When she was in the hospital, she actually didn't spend much time with him.

As the general manager of a branch of a listed company, his schedule is very full and he is always busy. It's rare to spare time to accompany her, and to be in the ward, dealing with a lot of documents.

He looks like a workaholic.

"Why did you resign suddenly?"

"Because I want to accompany you more."

He stared at her intently, repeated in his mind, she was holding back tears, accusing him of not having time to accompany her, leaving her alone to bear the appearance of loneliness.

"In the past two months, I have handled all the tasks at hand, and I have also successfully completed the work."

"Now, I have a lot of time to be with you."

But Wen Xiu frowned, and couldn't help asking him: "It must be difficult for you to climb to that position, right? If you really want to say something, then leave it?"

"Well, I quit my job, you can look for it again."

However, Mrs. Jiang Wenxiu, if he doesn't cherish it and says it's gone, it's really gone.

"Moreover, our current income is enough for us to spend, and there is even a lot of surplus."

"Our current income?"

He quit his job and stopped working. She lost her memory and couldn't write. Where did they get their income?

He rubbed her head, "When we first got married, you said very happily that you spent all your luck in order to marry me."

"As a result, you bought a lottery the next day and you won a million dollars"

He still remembers how happy she was when she won the lottery.

She also said at that time: "Fortunately, God treats me very well. I didn't really waste all my luck in order to marry you."

In a word, he was so depressed that he didn't care about her for a long time.

Hearing this, Wen Xiu's eyebrows stretched instantly, "This million, if it were used for a small business, it should be pretty good."

"I used this money to trade stocks." He retracted his hand on her head and lazily put it in his trouser pocket.

"Later, we bought a few suites and rented them out."

"Huh?" She was instantly radiant, "Then how many suites did we buy?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, "If we don't get divorced, we will have ten sets in total."

It has been almost three days since Wen Xiu was discharged from the hospital.

In these three days, whether it was looking at the photo album or the works she wrote in the past, it did not help her to restore her memory.

"Cheng Jin," I don't know how many times she has asked him, "When will you take me to the place we first met and help me find my memory?"

This was agreed by them before she was discharged from the hospital.

However, during this period, every time she talked about this incident, he always played Tai Chi with her and fudged the incident.

"Get up late today, or go back tomorrow."

He made a casual excuse and continued to perfuse her.

"How long will it take for me to regain my memory if it drags on like this day by day?"

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, she picked up a pillow with an uncomfortable expression and hugged it in her arms.

"Are you hiding something from me, so you don't want me to restore my memory at all?"

She stared straight at him who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, with a clear expression on her face.

"Speaking of which, why would I go out with my suitcase and then have a car accident? Huh?"

She began to guess, "Is it because I quarreled with you, so I was carrying my suitcase and wanted to run away from home?"

"Then, because of emotional instability, I didn't notice the traffic?"

After listening to her, his lips pressed tightly and his heart beat out of rhythm.

How could he tell her simply and plainly--

In fact, he really didn't want her to restore her memory at all.

Because he was afraid.

He was afraid that she would think of divorcing him.