On the road to divorce, we all lost our memory

Lu Rover finally couldn't hold back anymore, and told Lang Feng everything about Shang Qingbai and A Juan.Lang Feng didn't say anything, and told him to pick up Shang Qingyu and go to the company as usual.

When he arrived at the apartment, A Juan was wearing an apron, making breakfast according to the menu on his mobile phone, but A Juan overestimated his ability, and within 2 minutes, there was a burning smell.

Shang Qingbai is taking a shower.I found a set of small chrysanthemum care products in the bedside table last night. After using it, he feels much more comfortable and can finally go to the ground today.

Lu Rover sat on the sofa, observing the two people who entered their married life with a serious face. The breath of life on his face overwhelmed him. He walked out of the living room and opened the door to the balcony.The apartment is still the same apartment, and the furnishings are exactly the same as before Shang Qingbai went abroad, but in just a few days, earth-shaking changes have taken place here, it is no longer as cold as before, but because the return of the two owners is full of warmth and popularity.

This made him very uncomfortable.

It would probably be a good thing if the two of them could never remember anything.But...some things are remembered by everyone around him, and Shang Qingyu will recover his memory sooner or later. Only then did he discover the truth. Will the blow be greater than it is now?

To be honest, Shang Qingbai made Lu Rover very depressed during this time, but the two were childhood sweethearts, Shang Qingbai was unkind, he couldn't be unrighteous, he couldn't helplessly watch Shang Qingbai jump into the fire pit.He took a deep breath and patted his cheek to lift his spirits.

Shang Qingyan finished washing up quickly, hugged Ah Juan from behind, rested his chin on the other's shoulder, stretched his neck to watch Ah Juan cook.

"What did you do?" Shang Qingpeng smelled it, and there was a burning smell.

A Juan said embarrassedly: "Tamaziyaki with a burnt smell."

Shang Qingbai: "..."

"Why do you do this when you have nothing to do? It's so difficult to do." Shang Qingyu said.

A Juan waved the spatula, with an aggrieved expression on his face: "There are only eggs at home, I think this is just right, who knew it would be so difficult."

"I'll do it." Shang Qingbai rolled up his sleeves, took the spatula and began to push the egg skin.

A Juan scratched his head and asked, "Brother Santu, am I stupid? Do you despise me? You clearly said that you are not in charge and I am in charge, but I can't even do such a simple thing well."

"It's hard, it's not easy at all, don't you see that I haven't done well yet." Shang Qingpeng said indifferently.

"Brother Santu!" A Juan hugged him emotionally. If there were no people at home, he would have to fulfill his daily obligations worthy of the name.

Just as he was thinking this way, the back collar was suddenly grabbed. Lu Rover used all his strength to tear him off Shang Qingbai's back, and curled his lips at the mold for making jade in Shang Qingbai's hand: "It's all burnt!" Now, don’t you worry about being poisoned after eating it? I ordered takeaway, and it should be here by now, you go downstairs to pick it up, Juan.”

A Juan had a face of reluctance: "I didn't order it, why did I go?" The Land Rover station was originally his, and it was just right for him to hold the business from that position.

Lu Rover raised his eyes and asked him: "Then do you want to eat later?"

Ah Juan said awe-inspiringly, "Don't eat!"

"Lu Xiaohu." Shang Qingpeng threw the spatula, and pulled A Juan behind him, "This is my house, you don't have to eat our food if you don't want to, why do you want to make the master do something for you?"

Lu Rover retorted: "I'm not afraid that you won't be used to it..."

Shang Qingbo said: "I will eat whatever Ah Juan eats. We are a family. What are you?"

Lu Rover choked hard, and after a while he whispered: "I'm just a relative." He meant that he couldn't bear the closeness of the two of them, and wanted to have a good fight, but he didn't know that Shang Qingbai, as always, wouldn't give it to him at all. face.

He had no choice but to go downstairs to get takeaway by himself.

He ordered breakfast from a nearby breakfast shop with a very good reputation. It was clean and had a strong fragrance.Thick and white fish porridge, served with crystal clear dumplings, and a drawer of milk buns, served with a few dishes of exquisite pickles, just looking at it makes people appetite, better than Shang Qingbai's Yuzi Shao How many times advanced.

However, the two who were immersed in the river of love were not moved at all, and they didn't even look at his breakfast. Instead, they drove him to the living room and fed each other with the plate of fried beetroot.

A Juan's cheeks puffed up with happiness: "This is the taste of Brother Santu!"

Shang Qingyan chewed the unknown object in his mouth, teasing him: "Say it again, whose taste is this?"

"The taste of brother Santu." A Juan straightened his waist and tucked in his stomach, looking serious.

Shang Qingxi leaned over and continued to tease him: "Then tell me, do you like it?"

"I like it." A Juan nodded shyly, and leaned over, wanting to kiss and discuss Qing Pei.

At this moment, a deafening cough came from the living room, interrupting their further movements.

Shang Qingpi frowned displeasedly: "Lu Xiaohu, do you have a cold? Go to the hospital if you catch a cold, don't throw the virus at my house!"

Land Rover stood up abruptly and threw the finished plastic box into the trash can: "Have you finished eating? It's time to go to the company after eating."

Of course Shang Qingyu didn't want to go to the company: "I'm not full yet." After speaking, he continued to devote himself to the great cause of feeding A Juan.

Without saying a word, Lu Rover dumped the black unknown object on his plate into the trash can.

After Shang Qingbai ate a poisonous breakfast, his stomach naturally protested. He called the car to stop twice during the short one-hour journey from his home to the company.After finally arriving at the BCC building, his footsteps were a little frivolous, he got out of the car and hurriedly said to Lu Rover: "Send me the floor." Then he rushed into the toilet again.

The address Lu Rover gave him was Lang Feng's office on the top floor of the building.

Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the scenery of the whole city. Row upon row of buildings reflect dazzling brilliance in the sun. If it is not for the poor physical condition, Shang Qingbai would really like to stop for a long time and enjoy it leisurely.However, he is not in any mood right now, he just wants to stick to the sofa when he enters the door.

Lang Feng was having a conference call, and he signaled him to take it easy with his eyes.

So he really took it easy, and after being glued to the sofa for a while, he ran to the toilet again.

Lang Feng's conference call ended quickly. He stood up, looked at Shang Qingbai who came back from the toilet with a pale face, and shook his head with a bit of pain: "I heard what Lu Rover said. You two... hey , I will not hide the matter from you now. In fact, you have been married for several years, no matter how passionate you are, you should still cherish your body. "

Where does he not cherish himself?Shang Qingyu was puzzled, and saw Lang Feng take out a rectangular gift box from the drawer and push it in front of him: "I asked someone to buy it for you in New Delhi two days ago, and I was worried that you would not want it, but now I dare not give it to you. gone."

"What is this?" Shang Qingbai took it over to have a look, Indian oil, a high-end family planning product.

He twitched the corner of his mouth: "Why give me this?"

"You told me last month that the life of your husband and wife is not harmonious."

Shang Qingyu: "..." He felt that his head must have been broken before he lost his memory, so he told Lang Feng this.

Lang Feng sighed: "But I didn't expect that your so-called disharmony refers to other aspects."

The more Shang Qingbai listened, the more confused he became: "Which aspect?"

Lang Feng stared into his eyes: "Really don't remember?"

"What do you remember?" Shang Qingpeng frowned, "If you have something to say, please speak up. I really don't understand how my sister likes you with such a grumpy character."

Lang Feng bowed his head and smiled: "Then I'll be straightforward. You came to me last month and said one thing, you want a divorce."

"What do I think?" Shang Qingyu admitted that he thought about it when he was confused by A Juan, but it was just a condiment after the passion. If he really divorced A Juan, he would be reluctant.

Lang Feng held his hand: "Hey, calm down and listen to me, you and Mu Chengbo, your relationship is not as strong as you thought. Don't think you are very close now, but once you recover your memory, It's too late for you to regret it, Xiaohu and I don't want to see you get to that point, so we've made every effort to prevent you from being together."

Shang Qingbai withdrew his hand: "I won't regret it."

Lang Feng sighed deeply: "Don't be stubborn, listen to me."

"There's nothing to say." Shang Qingpeng was about to go to the toilet again. After such a fuss, his stomach hurt even worse.

Lang Feng took out a USB flash drive from the drawer: "This is the dash cam of the car you were involved in. The situation at that time has been restored here. You can see for yourself."

Shang Qingyu didn't want to look at it at all, but out of nowhere, he stretched out his hand.

At the same time, Ah Juan, who also had a stomachache, was searching for paper all over the room, and he had just used up the last roll of toilet paper.Finally, he opened the door of the safe.

The wedding rings of him and Shang Qingyu lay there quietly, and under the ring was a piece of divorce agreement.