Xiang Qinghao sees that Jiang Xinwei still has work, but he is quiet and does not disturb. Just look at his woman's serious expression when she works, but it's not enough.

He held up his chin, squinted his eyes, as if they were fascinated by the heart and soul, little by little, all of which were uncontrolled throbbing mood.

Jiang Xinwei is completing the painting in her hand. When she works, she usually has no distractions. The completion of a painting must be completed in one go. If she is lost, she will fail.

That's the project of redrawing again. Jiang Xinwei finds out that she can't help but put down her pen and look up to the sofa.

"What are you looking at me for!"

"It's beautiful how you work hard." Xiang Qinghao praised without reservation.

Jiang Xinwei's heart is naturally sweet and Zizi's, but she is not a proud person either, so she had to plead, "can you go out first, and I'll come to you when I finish my work?"

In Xiang Qinghao's eyes, there were several grievances immediately. He complained, "are you driving me?"

"This is your house. How can I rush you?" Jiang Xinwei smiled and comforted him. "My manuscript is almost ready. I will send it back to China later. You are here, and your influence is too great. I can't concentrate on my work."

Xiang Qinghao immediately said, "you mean that my position in your heart is too important to distract you from your work?"

Jiang Xinwei snorted, smiled and nodded, "yes, it's too important. Go!"

Xiang Qinghao got up willingly, but when he passed her, he leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, "give me some compensation."

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After that, he got up and pushed the door to leave. Jiang Xinwei rubbed her neck. Today's workload is too heavy, which makes her have some backache.

However, there is still a draft to be finished. Jiang Xinwei continues to work.

When she finally finished writing, her mobile phone beside her rang. She picked it up and saw that it was aunt Jiang Shan who called.

"Hello! Aunt. " Jiang Xinwei picks it up.

"Xinwei! Do you plan to go back to China? " Asked Jiang Shan.

"I I'm not going back yet. " Jiang Xinwei naturally wants to stay a little longer.

"Xinwei, how is your relationship with Xiang young master? Is it stable? "

"Well! We're fine, and we're feeling better. "

"In that case, I think it's time for you to come back. This autumn show, I hope you can fully participate in it. It's a very important experience for you." Jiang Shan's voice, very seriously in persuading her.

Jiang Xinwei also knows that it's a great honor for a young designer like her to show her works in line. If she continues to stay here, she may miss the preparations for this dress.

"If you can't bear Xiang, ask him if he would like to stay with you for a while and let you finish the show."

Jiang Xinwei naturally can't let her aunt down. She quickly replied, "Auntie, I will be ready to go back to China immediately, and I hope to participate in the preparation of this show."

"Good! You'll be back in three days at most. We've all started to prepare for it. And I'm not sure your work is so good that others can prepare it for you. "

"OK! I'll be back at most tomorrow. " Jiang Xinwei now, can also go back safely, as long as the feelings, she believes that even if the distance, can not stop their mind.

Jiang Xinwei hung up the phone, she went out of the balcony, looking at this beautiful scenery, her mood, but also happy and relaxed.

Although we came to see him this time, there was a hindrance from Myra, but now it's sunny after the rain.

She also felt the continued love of Xiang Qinghao, who lost his memory. Even if he didn't have time to go back to China with her, she didn't worry.

This kind of thing, she can't force him, he will lose his memory, his family also need to protect him.

If you really love someone, you can stand the test of time, and she also needs to pursue her dream.

In the garden, Mrs. Xiang listened to her son's talk about Myra. She couldn't help feeling up. "Khiya and his wife are very good people. It's a pity that they have educated such a deceitful daughter. After that, stay away from Myra!"

"I know."

"Xinwei is the most aggrieved person. You have to explain to her well. Don't make her misunderstood."

"I have explained, Xinwei has always believed me, never doubted me." Xiang Qinghao's eyes flashed happiness.

Experienced such misunderstanding, but also wholeheartedly trust him, such a girl, do not marry home to be a wife, how else to do?

"OK, let Xinwei stay at home for a long time. You can cultivate your feelings well. Maybe you can get married this year!" Xiang's wife also wants her son to add oil.

Xiang Qinghao nodded, "OK, I'll try to marry her back as soon as possible."With that, Xiang Qinghao saw Jiang Xinwei's figure coming out of the garden. He immediately stood up and said to his mother, "Mom, Xinwei is downstairs. I will accompany her."

"Go! It's time for me to prepare lunch, too. "

Xiang Qinghao steps to a girl in a skirt. She is graceful and beautiful.

Jiang Xinwei looks at him coming. There is a flicker of hesitation in her eyes. She doesn't want to talk about leaving.

"What's the matter? Do you have a mind? " Xiang Qinghao could see her mind at a glance.

Jiang Xinwei nodded. "I just answered my aunt's call. We have a show in autumn, which is held in our country. It's very important. And I also have the opportunity to show my works on the stage, so I have to go back."

Xiang Qinghao immediately took her hand in a hurry. "Are you leaving?"

Jiang Xinwei looked up at the shortness of his eyes. She smiled and comforted him. "Don't worry, it's not difficult to meet now. We're just separated for a while."

"I'm sick to be apart for a second." Xiang Qinghao now, just want her in his eyes every day.

Jiang Xinwei felt his love, so she had to say, "would you like to accompany me back to China?"

Xiang Qinghao's eyes brightened, but he didn't think of this. He hooked his lips and smiled, "of course I do."

Jiang Xinwei can't help shaking her head. "No, you'd better stay here! Your identity is not suitable for running around. "

Xiang Qinghao saw that she refused to follow him. He hurt himself a bit. "Wherever you go, I can go!"! When you go back to China, I will accompany you back to China. Anyway, my uncle will also go back in the near future. With my uncle, plus I'm not vegetarian, what's the problem? "

Jiang Xinwei listened to this, and found that the amnesia of him, and before him, really did not change, speaking up, or so confident.

However, she liked his natural manliness.

"Then discuss it with your family first." Jiang Xinwei suggested.