Chapter 32 Amnesia

"Are you satisfied here? If not, I'll find another place for you." Fu Yining stood behind her and asked.

“Satisfied, I am very satisfied!”

Wu Yuan was simply extremely satisfied.

In addition, Fu Yining also provided her with a lawyer, saying that if the people at the studio made things difficult for her and did not allow her to resign, she could let the lawyer go over and "talk" with them.

When Wu Yuan heard this, she almost hugged Fu Yining and cried.

"Wuwu, Sister Yining, you are so kind to me. I will follow you from now on!"

"Yeah, do a good job." Fu Yining patted her with a smile.

"I will definitely do it well!"

Wu Yuan's eyes were determined, and she vowed to give full play to her greatest talents.

At that time, she didn't know that her decision today would make her a big shot in the makeup and styling industry in a dozen years, and countless people would come from thousands of miles away to learn from her...

But that’s all for later.

After solving the problem at work, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Wu Yuan and Chen Yujia insisted on dragging Fu Yining to treat her to dinner to repay her "great kindness".

Fu Yining thought that this was a good opportunity for her to hide away and not have to go back to meet Yu Zhili, so she said no but followed them very honestly.

Fu Yining walked out of the door with the receptionist's farewell, and signaled them to wait for her.

"I'll send a message home first, telling them I won't be back for dinner."

"Okay!" Wu Yuan nodded, and poked Chen Yujia beside her with her finger: "Jia Jia, do you want to tell Datou and the others?"

Chen Yujia waved her phone at her and said with a smile, "I've already told him and asked him to help me feed Nuomi some dog food and take Nuomi out for a walk."

"He agreed?"

"Yeah."

"OK!"

So Wu Yuan turned around and waited for Fu Yining to finish sending the message.

On the other side, in Chen Yujia's house, Wang Zhihao (big head) saw the message sent by Chen Yujia and snorted in dissatisfaction.

Not only does he not come back for lunch, he also doesn’t come back to cook dinner, but he is also asked to feed the dog?

"Go away. Your mother doesn't want you anymore. Only a kind person like me would feed you."

Wang Zhihao glanced at the curly-haired little white dog lying at his feet, stretched out his foot and kicked it. The little white dog was caught off guard and rolled around on the carpet before getting up.

It didn't know what it had done wrong, and looked at him in fear with its tail tucked between its legs.

Wang Zhihao stood up, scooped out a spoonful of dog food from the bag beside him and put it into its food bowl, cursing, "Eat it, I won't kill you!"

He didn't use enough force and a few grains of dog food fell to the ground and even rolled to the feet of the little white dog.

The little white dog was indeed very hungry. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and rolled up the dog food on the ground. Then he walked step by step to the food bowl and started to swallow it in big mouthfuls.

Wang Zhihao's mother came out of the kitchen carrying the prepared dishes. When she saw the little white dog who had eaten before them, she looked at him with disdain.

"It's just a mixed-breed dog. Why are you buying dog food for it? What a waste of money! Isn't there some leftover food for it? Son, come over and eat first. The food is ready!"

"good!"

Seeing that the woman had prepared dishes and chopsticks for him, Wang Zhihao walked to the dining table and sat down.

He looked at the little white dog eating happily beside him and said to the woman casually, "Jia Jia said that there is salt in our food, and the dog will lose hair or something if it eats it. Anyway, it is not good for the body."

The woman sneered: "What's good or bad about it? She just wastes money! Son, think about it, when we were in our hometown, which family fed dog food? Didn't they just mix rice with soup and feed the dogs?"

"You should also take care of Jiajia and don't let her waste so much. Also, when you get married and have children, you have to send this dog away. It's too dirty and not good for the children."

"Mom, Jiajia bathes her dog every week. It's not dirty, right?"

"That won't work either. I've seen people online saying that dogs have parasites that are bad for pregnant women and that babies are more likely to get sick when they're born. Anyway, just listen to mom. Mom has been through this before, so doesn't she have more experience than you?"

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say!" Wang Zhihao responded while eating.

The little white dog Nuomi is concentrating on his food bowl.

It is a stray dog ​​adopted by Chen Yujia. It is not a rare breed, but just a small mixed-breed dog. However, Chen Yujia treats it very well and gives this little stray dog ​​a warm home.

At this time, the sound of smacking lips in the room was mixed with a few words of casual chat. Unfortunately, the little white dog could not understand human language, so it did not know that the two people behind it were planning to give it away.

It ate the dog food happily, hoping that its owner Chen Yujia would come back, touch it with her warm hands, and take it out to play.

Its owner, Chen Yujia, who was deeply missed by the cat, breathed a sigh of relief after receiving a photo of the cat eating from her boyfriend.

She showed the photo to Fu Yining and Wu Yuan, and boasted: "Look, this is my Nuomi baby, isn't he cute!"

Fu Yining and Wu Yuan both nodded.

Wu Yuan said with longing: "When I settle down, I will also raise a small animal! The soft and fragrant ones are the cutest!"

Chen Yujia agreed: "That's right!"

Fu Yining thought of the little cat he met in the morning and sincerely hoped that it could successfully find a good family.

In the Shanhaiwan Villa District, Song Qingyu, who had accompanied Wu Qinglan out, had also returned. The things she bought had already been delivered to her home, so it was a good time to take them out and look at them.

"Mom isn't coming back for dinner?"

"Yes, Madam."

After learning from Wang Yue that Fu Yining was going to have dinner outside, Song Qingyu put a package aside and did not move.

This was the gift she picked for Fu Yining. She had wanted to give it to Fu Yining as soon as she got home, but she wasn't there now so she had to put it aside and give it to her when she came back.

Song Qingyu took the other things back to the room and sorted them out.

The chef was already busy in the kitchen. Half an hour later, Yu Zhili also arrived home.

He was also very surprised to hear that Fu Yining was not going home (for dinner).

"Did the lady say where she was going?"

Wang Yue answered based on what he had heard: "Madam said she made two new friends and went out with them."

Yu Zhili was silent for a while before responding.

"knew."

Haha, it’s a pity that he hurriedly finished his work and came back for dinner, but the other person wasn’t there at all.

ridiculous!

It was not until now that Yu Zhili was willing to admit that his wife didn't care about him at all.

But why?

Thinking back to the look in Fu Yining's eyes when she saw him for the "first time", it was one of surprise and strangeness, as if she really hadn't remembered who he was.

Is she losing her memory?

But according to the descriptions of other people in the family, she clearly had an impression of this world and knew who the people around her were, but she just forgot him.

Yu Zhili felt very uncomfortable.

Anyone who has waited for more than 20 years, from youth to middle age, only to end up with a wife who is in a semi-amnesiac state, would feel very sad.

"Sir? Sir? What's wrong with you?" Wang Yue asked softly.

Yu Zhili sighed imperceptibly: "It's okay, I'll go to the study first."

"Okay, I'll call you when dinner is ready."

"Um."

Yu Zhili took a deep breath and walked upstairs with his long legs spread out.