President, please spoil me!

Xing Hua dug a hole for herself, and was choked up speechless.

She can't say... In the future, I will need money to divorce you.

That was another round of cynicism, and she wouldn't go for it on her own.

She lowered her head and opened the ipad silently, and found that she didn't know the password, so she quickly asked, "What's the password?"

The man seemed to be quiet for a while, because Xing Hua raised her head subconsciously before waiting for his answer, and found that there was a slight trance on his face, "My birthday?"

Is this an uncertain tone?

Xing Hua blinked, "When is your birthday...?"

His face became subtly unhappy again.

She immediately put on an innocent face, "I have lost my memory, and I have no chance to know your birthday."

The man reported six numbers indifferently.

Xing Hua tapped one by one...

Unlocking was unsuccessful.

She originally guessed that it was her own iPad, and it was not surprising that the password was his birthday. She was slandering in her heart that she loved him so much even in every detail of her life, but in exchange this man accused her of being indifferent to reality!

Then it was slapped in the face.

Xing Hao raised his eyes to look at him, and sure enough, seeing his expressionless face, he said weakly, "If this ipad is yours, you should have no reason not to know the password, then it should be mine... I can use Are the fingerprints on?"

Qinghan's voice hit the top of her head, "111225."

Xing Hao muttered while clicking on the screen, "Is this the password you set up, how careless..."

There are only six digits in total, three 1s, two 2s...

As soon as the voice fell, the ipad entered the main screen.

It really is……

Out of a mentality of seeking proof, Xing Hao re-locked the ipad, then put the thumb of her right hand on the home button, and followed...

Still open.

She raised her head, "The notebook you gave me, isn't it also mine?"

"No."

Xing Hao curled her lips, thinking that the notebook cannot be unlocked with fingerprints, and all the previous information on the notebook was cleared when it was given to her.

But... She asked again, "You know the random password of 111225, is it my usual password?"

"Ah."

People with amnesia need to remember their usual passwords.

111225, she said in her mind, it wasn't obvious, but somehow she said, "Is this a date? Could 1225 be Christmas Day and 11 be the year?"

He really paid attention to Xing Hua's password——

She does have the habit of using her birthday as a password. Before she met him, it was probably her brother. Of course, it wasn't the cheap brother brought back by Xing Shen's orphanage.

Later, he was very keen to use his birthday.

The others are mixed with this seemingly simple and disorderly string of numbers.

But because 1 and 2 account for more than half of the six characters, it really doesn't make people think about the date.

"December 2011, 12?" He repeated the number in a cold tone, and said indifferently, "You are probably having a hot fight with your ex-husband at this time, maybe you had an unforgettable Christmas?"

Xing Huamo.

Well, why did it involve her ex-husband who didn't even know what the hell it was.

She puffed her cheeks, and said hoarsely, "My brother told me that I was married to him in a family, and we have no relationship...and he also cheated on my sister, all of whom I have never met and have no relationship with." People who don’t have an impression,” he took a peek at him, and saw that his unfriendly expression improved a little, before continuing, “I probably don’t like him very much, and I’ve forgotten about it long ago.”

Xing Hao really discovered that this person is not only terrifyingly possessive, it's not that disliking him can make him angry, not liking him enough is enough for him to lose his temper, and now he's even super jealous.

A little bit of the past can make him turn his face, alas.

Huo Sicheng lowered his head and flipped through the three books he picked out at random, and picked one that looked pleasing to the eye, "Play with your ipad."

After that, he carried the book and walked to the sofa, sitting with his legs crossed, in a rare casual gesture, with the book resting on his knees, and casually opened it.

"..."

Is he going to stay here and read a book?

with her?

Xing Hua couldn't tell what it was like for a while, it seemed to be both sweet and sour. After a while, she asked eagerly, "Will I watch the video...will it disturb your reading?"

"will not."

Lately, she's been depressed, lonely and depressed, so Xing Yu casually found a variety show to watch with the mentality that she was sick and shouldn't use her brain.

"..."

After 15 minutes, there was a sudden burst of laughter at first, and it quickly turned into——

"Hahahahaha..."

"……Ha ha."

"..."

Huo Sicheng's eyebrows twitched, "..."

His eyes didn't know when he moved from the book to her face. The woman had been sick for several days, looking weak and unable to eat under the wind, so he sent her to take a look. Laughed?

Or, she was not as sad as he imagined, desolate like a north wind sweeping fallen leaves, she could laugh and laugh when she was fine, did Tong Ma exaggerate too much or lie about the military situation?

But Xing Hua occasionally plays tricks, but Tong Ma is a very honest woman, and she can't act that kind of anxiety.

but……

He used to hate noisy women, he was very impatient with women who watched unnutritious dramas and variety shows, but now he just thinks... This woman is really suitable for acting like a baby or being a little noisy, too quiet I get upset just looking at it.

A long time ago, many people said that he was very special to Xing Wei, or gossiped that Xing Wei was a very special woman.

Only Tang Yan once said coldly, there is nothing special at all, just a naked double standard, as far as the things she did, all the style of acting, you throw it on other women, look at him Annoyed don't bother.

Xing Hua smiled and realized that something was wrong. Someone was staring at her... It was really an invisible but strong sixth sense. Sure enough, when she raised her head inadvertently, she met the man's gaze on her.

She immediately felt an indescribable embarrassment, thinking that maybe she was laughing too stupidly, so she retracted the corners of her mouth.

Huo Sicheng wasn't embarrassed, and asked lightly, "Seeing that you're smiling happily, aren't you dizzy?"

She was stunned, and then recollected it belatedly, "Fortunately, watching happy things may make people's spirits better."

He looked at her for a while, didn't say much, lowered his head and turned his eyes back to the book, "You continue."

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn, and the autumn sunset was setting at this time. The warm orange light came in from a certain angle, and fell through the glass on the hem of his trousers, which had not been wrinkled.

And the man sat on the sofa with the backlight, looking quiet and focused, with an illusory beauty that seemed like a world away.