After amnesia, he mistook his nemesis for an old attack

The employees of Jiaxu Group sincerely lamented that Lu always was a model worker, and rushed back to the company to go to work even on such a happy day as getting a marriage certificate.

However, they didn't know that Mr. Lu just wanted to find a place to be quiet.

After all, not everyone can accept that they jumped directly from the mother's single to the married mode so quickly, and the married partner is still the deadly enemy with him for more than ten years.

What was even more frightening was that he had no idea that his rival's brain would heal one day and return to normal.

Mr. Lu looked up at the gray-white ceiling and sighed melancholy.

The phone beeped.

He picked it up and saw that it was a text message from Qin Yushan wishing him a happy wedding, with a series of expressions on it, which could be copied from somewhere on the Internet.

Lu Zhihuai raised his eyebrows and ignored her.

The phone rang twice more.

This time it was two of his high school classmates who sent the same blessings as Qin Yushan, wishing him a happy wedding.

Lu Zhihuai finally noticed something strange.

Sure enough, his hunch did not disappoint him.Then the phone rang non-stop amidst a series of beeps one after another, and private messages came out as if they didn't want money.

And they are almost all the news of wishing him a happy wedding, neatly, without exception.

Most of them were familiar faces who shouted shit in the comment area before, and suddenly they all ran over to send him private messages to send blessings...

Any fool knows that there must be tricks in it.

After another friend of the plastic rich second generation who had met several times sent a polite official blessing, Lu Zhihuai finally couldn't bear it anymore:

[Didn't you just believe it?Why do you believe it now? 】

The plastic rich second generation: "How can it be, brother! You and Xiao Shao are in love with each other! Everyone knows it!"

Lu Zhihuai: "?"

Plastic rich second generation: "To be honest, I thought you were forced into a commercial marriage, but I didn't expect it to be true love. I'm so touched!"

Lu Zhihuai: "..."

What are you talking about?

The plastic rich second generation: "Brother Lu, Young Master Xiao really loves you so much, you should cherish it!"

……

Seeing that this idiot couldn't get anything to say, Lu Zhihuai clicked into the chat interface of Qin Yushan who sent him the message at the beginning.

Lu Zhihuai: "What's going on? Why do you all come to bless me? What Moments did Xiao Jingran post again?"

Qin Yushan: [He didn't post on Moments, he said it in private messages one by one. /Smile/】

A bad premonition rose in Lu Zhihuai's heart: "What did he post?"

Qin Yushan: [Explain that you really love each other and are married!He sent all the people in the address book who can send it, and asked us to send you blessings! /Smile/】

Qin Yushan: [After posting the pictures showing affection in Moments, it’s not enough, do you have to send private messages one by one to hurt us single dogs? /Smile/】

After reading her reply, Lu Zhihuai's eyes immediately went dark.

Good guy!He called it a good guy!

Isn't this operation more public than posting to Moments?

Think about his mutual friend with Xiao Jingran...

Well, most of Wenjing's wealthy families should know about it.

Mr. Lu covered his face in despair.

Lu Zhihuai sat in the company all afternoon with a headache, and didn't return to Yunfu No. [-] until evening.

"Where is Ran Ran?" He changed his shoes and entered the door, subconsciously asking Aunt He.

Aunt He: "The little madam is in the studio! I've been in for a whole afternoon, and I don't dare to disturb him."

He knew the studio that Xiao Jingran used. Before he said he wanted to paint, he vacated a small guest room on the third floor as his studio.

"I'll go and have a look." Lu Zhihuai walked up the stairs.

The third floor is usually not populated, so it looks extraordinarily deserted and quiet. Lu Zhihuai walked through the long corridor paved with wooden floors, and walked to the innermost small room.

The room is not big, the door is open, and the scene inside can be seen clearly with just a glance.

His newlywed wife turned her back to him, with a huge drawing board in front of her, and colorful paint bottles and palettes at her feet.The raised sleeve revealed a white and slender wrist, and the paintbrush in his hand was drawing on the drawing board.

The back is demure and moving, and the movements are pleasing to the eye.

Lu Zhihuai was slightly taken aback.

He has always known that Xiao Jingran studied fine arts, but he has rarely seen him paint.

I didn't expect him to draw seriously - it's quite attractive.

He slowed down his pace and walked towards him slowly.

As if aware of the movement behind him, Xiao Jingran suddenly turned around.

Seeing it was him, he exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Zhihuai!"

Lu Zhihuai looked him up and down, seeing that his body was covered with colorful paints, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"How did you get it like this?"

Xiao Jingran stuck out his tongue at him, and said in a muffled voice, "It's been too long since I painted, I accidentally touched a lot..."

Lu Zhihuai was so cute by his appearance, he patted his head lightly: "Is the painting finished?"

"Not yet." Xiao Jingran shook his head, "But it's almost done."

Lu Zhihuai followed his gaze and finally saw the painting on the drawing board.

There is him in the painting, as well as Xiao Jingran.

They sat together on the swing stand in the garden, Xiao Jingran leaned on his shoulder, the moonlight poured down, covering them with a layer of silver light that had been quiet for years.

Lu Zhihuai remembered that this was the scene when he comforted Xiao Jingran last time.

Unexpectedly, he remembered it so clearly and even drew it.

The key is that the painting is so good that even the expression is clear and lifelike.

"It's been a long time since I drew, and I'm a bit unfamiliar." Xiao Jingran curled his lips, "I could have drawn better."

"Very good." Lu Zhihuai praised, "Very nice."

Xiao Jingran's brisk eyes instantly burst into light: "Really?"

"Really, I like it very much." Lu Zhihuai smiled and emphasized again.

"Okay, then when I finish the painting, hang it on the wall of your office." Xiao Jingran smiled brightly.

"Uh..." The smile on someone's face froze instantly: "Where did you just say you were going to hang it?"

"The wall in your office!" Xiao Jingran replied naturally.

Lu Zhihuai took a deep breath: "Ran Ran, do you think... this painting is more suitable to be hung on the wall of our bedroom?"

Xiao Jingran frowned: "But we need to hang our wedding photo in the bedroom!"

Want to take wedding photos?

"Then...how about hanging this on the wall of the bedroom first? The wedding photo is in your office." Xiao Jingran thought for a while, and felt that this plan was feasible.

Lu Zhihuai was dumbfounded, and quickly put his arms around his shoulders to discuss: "Baby, employees often come in my office, and sometimes customers come in, it may be... inconvenient."

Xiao Jingran explained: "I didn't ask you to hang it in the lobby of your office. Isn't there a lounge in your office? Usually no one will go in, so just hang it there."

"Don't you want to see me as soon as you look up when you are resting?" Xiao Jingran persuasively and persuasively.

Lu Zhihuai: "..."

Didn't want to thank you.

Seeing that there was still hesitation on his face, the little painter frowned unhappily: "Do you not like this painting? You think my painting is ugly, right?"

Seeing that he was angry, Lu Zhihuai subconsciously blurted out: "No, how dare I!"

"Ah no! I mean, I don't...I don't think it's ugly."

Mr. Lu, who was talking more and more chaotic, didn't explain at all, and directly compromised: "Fuck!"

The little ancestor's pursed mouth fell down.

As if thinking of something, he said again: "By the way, in the afternoon Lu... Mom called me and asked us to go back to the old house this weekend to visit grandpa."

grandfather?Lu Zhihuai was stunned for a long time before realizing that Xiao Jingran was talking about his grandfather.

"My mother called?" Lu Zhihuai asked.

Xiao Jingran's cheeks felt hot, and he nodded.

In fact, when he received a call from Mrs. Lu in the afternoon, he subconsciously called Aunt Lu, but the woman insisted on calling him mother on the phone, and she kept calling him several times, which made him blush.

Lu Zhihuai nodded: "Grandpa liked you very much before, and we will definitely take you back to have a look after we get the certificate."

No matter how you say it, now Xiao Jingran has indeed become his partner in the legal sense. Grandpa can't hide it, and he will go there sooner or later.

Xiao Jingran tightened his sleeves nervously, and asked in a low voice, "Have I met Grandpa before? But I don't even remember. He won't be angry, right?"

Lu Zhihuai comforted him: "It's okay, he has a good temper, he won't be angry with you, don't worry."

The little ancestor was relieved.

……

At night, when Lu Zhihuai looked at the beautiful wife in pajamas dangling in front of him, his whole body seemed to be on fire.

Mr. Lu, who was torn between morality and instinct, picked up his mobile phone and went to the balcony, asking for help off the court.

"Are you there? Chat for a while?"

The buddy Ye Heng typed slowly: "?"

"It's late at night, our groom is not in the bridal chamber to accompany his wife, why are you looking for me?"

At this time, even if it is a contract of several hundred million yuan, it should be put aside first, right?

Mr. Ye, who was single, who was violently attacked by the two people's official circle of friends during the day, sneered.

He finally understood that the two had colluded to feed him dog food, so he wouldn't be fooled!

"Xiao Jingran is on my bed, I dare not go over." Lu Zhihuai explained.

"What? He has thorns on his body?"

Lu Zhihuai: "..."

He turned back blankly: "You have thorns on your body!"

"Yo? Did you hurt your heart? So protective?" Ye Heng clicked his tongue.

"roll!"

"Confidence, Mr. Lu, you have a license to work now, and you can drive on the road." Ye Heng encouraged.

"Get him done! Don't force me to say you can't do it!"

Lu Zhihuai: "..."

Heh, if he sneaks in now and takes care of Xiao Jingran, he will indeed send him on his way immediately when he wakes up.

The kind on Huangquan Road!

"Dead under the peony flower, even being a ghost can be romantic. Have you heard of it?" Ye Heng continued to seduce.

"Didn't you always want to crush your deadly enemy? What a great opportunity! Now you can crush him, crush him, make him cry, and call your husband while begging for mercy...Aren't you moved?"

Lu Zhihuai: "..."

Hold!Heartbroken!

"Go, soldier! Go to your battlefield! Waiting for the good news of your triumphant return tomorrow!"

Lu Zhihuai took a deep breath, Xiao Jingran's clear, beautiful and loving eyes suddenly flashed in his mind looking at him.

Gritting his teeth, he forcefully suppressed the thought that just came up: "Forget it, I surrender! This battle cannot be won!"

Ye Heng: "..."

After a while, two messages were sent one after the other on the mobile phone:

Ye Heng: [Lu Zhi, hello. /Smile/】;

Ye Heng: [Lu Zhiguo goodbye. /Bye-Bye/】;

Lu Zhihuai: "..."

The author says:

Lu Zhihuai: I'm not cowardly, I'm afraid my wife will beat me up after waking up!

Ye Heng: I'm already asleep, what's wrong with being beaten a few times?You are cowardly, don't quibble!

Lu Zhihuai: ...