I messed with my ex-husband after amnesia

The wedding room is located in a good location in the city center, more than 100 square meters, and spent all the net worth Lu Shenfei saved in four years of university.

Even so, the down payment was still not enough. Lu Shenfei embezzled part of the start-up funds and issued an IOU of several hundred thousand to Fei Pengcheng, who started the business together at the time.

Because of this IOU, Fei Pengcheng's impression of Congxu plummeted. At first he thought that Congxu must buy the house, but later he heard that it was Lu Shenfei's own idea, and felt that Congxu was a stumbling block on his way to start a business.

In the words of Fei Pengcheng back then: What kind of love is this talking about?Do your best to hold back!

Of course, these words must never be said in front of Lu Shenfei, after all, everyone around him knows that Congxu will always be number one among Lu Shenfei.

Because of this, when he heard that Lu Shenfei had gone to City C, Fei Pengcheng, who was far away in City A, started to twitch wildly.

He didn't dare to call Lu Shenfei directly, for fear of saying the wrong thing and annoying their boss Lu, so he could only call the assistant one after another.

The assistant is Lu Shenfei's person, so naturally he won't reveal too much, but from what it means, he won't be able to go back for a while.

Fei Pengcheng has a big head: his company is recently taking the lead in promoting an important film and television project, and has done a lot of preparations in the early stage, and is waiting to sign an important copyright contract.

As soon as the contract is signed and the initial funds are secured, it can be started quickly. This is the most critical moment. How can we lose the chain now?

Even if your ex had a car accident!

No, Fei Pengcheng was so confused, Xin Dao's ex had a car accident, of course it wouldn't work, that's the ex, the ex!forward!

The ex had a car accident, so he asked someone to bring a bouquet of flowers, and bring a red envelope for visiting the sick, so it was fine.

What else do you want?What else?

Fei Pengcheng was worried that the next project would be overwhelmed, so he could only burn his forehead first, think about it, and called Lu Shenfei in the middle of the night.

At that time, Lu Shenfei had already left the hospital and checked into a hotel.

The hotel is right next to the hospital, with a small park in the middle. From the upper floors, you can see the brightly lit lobby of the inpatient department.

Lu Shenfei stood in front of the French window, looked in the direction of the hospital, raised the mobile phone in his hand, hung up Fei Pengcheng's call, and turned off the phone directly.

hospital.

After Lu Shenfei left, Lu Dada opened the door and came in, smelling like cigarettes.

Cong Xu looked at him and said nothing.

Lu Dada sat down on the edge of the bed, clicked his tongue, but didn't speak.

After a while, Lu Dada said, "Why don't you ask."

Cong Xu flipped through the fashion magazines Congma bought for him to relieve boredom: "What are you asking?"

Cong Xu: "May I ask if you two had a bad chat again and broke up?"

Lu Dada clicked his tongue again: "You haven't forgotten."

That's right, not only the people around Lu Shenfei don't like Congxu, but those around Congxu don't like Lu Shenfei either.

To use Lu Dada's comment on Lu Shenfei in the dormitory back then: lofty, arrogant, with a cold face, defiant, top students just don't like breaking three books.

Cong Xu smiled and shook his head, with a nonchalant expression.

At this moment, Lu Shenfei's words about guarantor, capital chain, and guarantor are always in Lu Dada's mind. .”

Cong Xu flipped through the magazine: "Well, good."

Lu Dada was puzzled: "Why don't you ask?"

Cong Xu looked at the book in his hand: "Ask what?"

Lu Dada: "Ask me what's the matter."

Cong Xu raised his eyes, his logic was clear: "You've said it all, tell me when I'm discharged from the hospital."

Lu Dada: "Aren't you curious?"

Cong Xu looked away, continued to read the magazine, and said calmly, "Curiosity, but you said it, tell me when you get out of the hospital."

Lu Dada was even more puzzled: "You don't even ask if you're curious?"

Cong Xu said steadily, "Wait for me to leave the hospital as you said." Then leave the hospital.

Rudada was startled.

He looked up and down at Congxu on the hospital bed. If the slight difference he noticed a few days ago could be explained by amnesia, at this moment, Congxu's calmness, calmness, and stability are definitely a signal of abnormality.

You must know that whether it was in the student days or in the past six years, Congxu was not a person with much aura, and he was always simple and straightforward.

Lu Dada thought he was familiar with Congxu, but in recent days, various signs gave him an illusion: Congxu is not the same as before.

Very optimistic, very calm, talking and laughing on weekdays, and asking questions about this and that, but he has been able to hide his words very well——

After waking up, I hardly asked about the past six years. I just asked everyone how they were doing on the balcony that day.

My temper also became straight, and I heard that I directly rushed at my old neighbor in the ward.

others……

Lu Dada looked at Cong Xu in front of him, carefully observed and watched.

Seeing Cong Xu carefully browsing the magazine, his brows and eyes looked relaxed.

The more Lu Dada looked at it, the more he felt it was different, but he was still the same person, and he couldn't figure out what the difference was at the moment.

If I have to say——

Cong Xu turned over a page of coated paper exuding the scent of ink, and sighed while reading: "The annual salary is nearly eight figures."

Lu Dada leaned closer and glanced at it. It was an exclusive interview with some celebrity.

Cong Xu was still watching: "It's really rich."

Lu Dada looked at Cong Xu: "You got into a car accident, why did you become so concerned about money?"

On the contrary, Cong Xu was inexplicable: "You don't care about money?" Who wouldn't care about money?

Lu Dada felt strange: "You were not like this before."

Cong Xu asked again: "I didn't mention money before?"

"No." Lu Dada thought for a while, and said, "You used to be unprofessional." People who are unprofessional generally don't care much about money.

Cong Xu looked at the magazine, and said casually, "Well, I really hope to be discharged from the hospital and go back to work soon."

Lu Dada quickly shut up, and secretly scolded himself which pot was not opened and which pot to carry.

What careerism are you talking about?They go to work, start a company, Cong Xu has not worked for many years since he resigned from the civil service.

Lu Dada was also afraid that he would say something that he shouldn't say in the middle of the night, so he sat for a while and got up to leave.

Cong Xu waved his hand: "Let's go, drive slowly."

As he spoke, he spread the book on his lap, and tapped the pages with his ten fingers casually, as if playing a piano.

Lu Dada noticed his movement and teased: "Are your hands so idle? I'll bring you a keyboard another day."

Cong Xu stopped his movements, put down his hands, raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and felt a little strange: Is this movement subconscious?He learned to play the piano six years ago?Not right.

If it's a keyboard, bring a keyboard...

A sentence automatically popped up in Xu's mind: bring a mechanical one, usually don't, it's a waste of hands, it's better to have a red switch.

Cong Xu: "?"

Then another sentence popped up: Old Tie, the money you earn in a month is not as much as I earn a single word.

Cong Xu: "???"