"Song Qingchen, when we met for the first time, you asked me what would you do if someone robbed you?" Anshasha smiled. "You said you would get it back, but I'm different from you. I'd rather destroy my things than give them to you!"

Song Qingchen had never seen her so powerful, but she was weak in heart. She was so shocked that her legs were a little weak.

"Where can I have a notebook? An Xia Xia, can you not go crazy? What else is your notebook? Do you mean that you are Song Song Dynasty and I am fake? " Song Qingchen reluctantly keeps calm.

An Xia and Xia Dynasty approached her: "if you are song Qingchen, why can't you recognize the house you have lived in for several years? Why have you never come back to see grandma song who loves you so much? The only thing you can prove your identity is the details of how you get along with Sheng Yize! But that's not what you're going through. It's what you see in your notebook, right? "

A sound, a sentence, are like thunder in the heart of song Qingchen.

All she could do was to step back.

Behind her is a gardenia tree. She can't get back. She bumps into the tree, her eyes are full of panic.

That rabbit notebook Li Fanxing gave it to her when she cooperated with her

While Sheng Yize is looking for his own little green plum, Li Fanxing is also secretly looking for it, and first finds the clue!

When she came to sunset town and gained the trust of grandma song, she took away the old things of song and song. There was the notebook in it!

The above is the childish handwriting of song and song in childhood, as well as many wrong characters and Pinyin, recording her and her neighbor brother aze's every bit.

It was through that note and tampering with the records of the orphanage that Li Fanxing got her back from abroad and negotiated with Mr. Song to give song Qingchen a proper identity.

Mr. Song apologized to his daughter and wanted to make up for her, so he agreed to Li Fanxing's proposal.

After that, song Qingchen returned to China successfully, and approached Sheng Yize as a man of great wealth and childhood

These secrets, which should have rotted to the stomach, are so obvious How can song Qingchen not panic? How can I not be afraid?

"Give it back to me!" An Xiaxia raised the volume, which made song Qingchen shudder for a while No, It's said that you were disturbed by the stimulus memory some time ago. What you're talking about now is nonsense! An Xia Xia, you should go to a mental hospital! Don't bother me! "

Song Qingchen pushes her, an Xiaxia dodges quickly, and raises her hand to shake song Qingchen's slap!

She pulled song Qingchen's hair and pushed him to the tree. Her eyes were red and she repeated: "give it back to me!"

Give me my name, my identity and my memory!

"Let her go! What are you doing? " A voice with thin anger sounded. Anxia and Xia were stunned. He turned his face. Not far away, Mr. Song strode over. His face was hard to see.

Song Qingchen immediately struggles: "Daddy! Save me! "

Mr. song also took his assistant, who hurriedly pulled apart the two fighting men. Song Qingchen threw himself into Mr. Song's arms, crying and coquetting.

"She hit me She hit me... "

Mr. Song frowned: "I didn't expect you to be so naughty It's not proper to hit people at will! "