Huanglian and Li Fei had their meals in the workers'canteen of Heming with their hearts and minds, and Huanglian went to the office of Zhengyang Group.

On this side of Josie's year, he had already prepared lunch, used his desk as a dining table, spread napkins on it, and sat down face to face.

"What? What expression is this? When Josie saw her thoughtfully from appearance to sitting down, he handed her chopsticks and asked with a smile.

Huanglian was in a trance, took the chopsticks and looked at him gently pouting his mouth.'I didn't see whether Feifei was really amnesia, but I always felt that, by her nature, she...