President Daddy, Here is Mommy

0Ever since the manager left Mei Guanxi in this room, no one had bothered with her ever since she came in. He didn't even see a shadow.    0

    

Through the room, he could only see the small window in the sky. It was probably late at night.    

    

There was no other furniture in the room except for a bed. Apart from the sound of the waves outside, it was terrifyingly quiet.    

    

She was so scared that she curled up in a corner and buried her head between her legs. The only thing she could rely on right now was the necklace on her chest.    

    

"Yi, I'm looking for trouble for you again."    

    

Mei Guanxi regretted it a little. She shouldn't have agreed to Qiao Jinnian's request when she saw Qiao Jinnian's tears. She was dead.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, he fell asleep in a daze while holding the necklace.    

    

There seemed to be a voice talking among them.    

    

She wanted to hear who the 'young master' and what the 'instructions "were, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her eyes.    

    

Was she dreaming? But this dream was so real.    

    

It was as cold as an operating table. A doctor came out fully armed with a long syringe in his hand. Without hesitation, he placed the unknown liquid into Mei Guanxi's body.    

    

Seeing her slowly fall asleep, the man took off his mask and went out to report.    

    

"Young Master, we have done as you ordered." The doctor was very respectful when he spoke.    

    

"When will she wake up?" The man held a wine glass and slowly tasted the wine. His voice was gentle, which showed that he was in a good mood.    

    

"Tomorrow night at the latest."    

    

The doctor looked at Xie Zhizhuang. The young master was still so good-looking that he could not help asking others to follow him.    

    

"Okay. Everything will proceed according to plan."    

    

On the white bed covered with red rose petals, a pure looking girl was lying on it. Her brows were slightly furrowed, showing that she was not sleeping well.    

    

Suddenly, as if she had a nightmare, she woke up from her dream.    

    

"Miss, you finally woke up. I'll go inform the young master right away!"    

    

Before she could react, a female voice that was even more excited than him came over. However, she had yet to see who that woman was. The woman gave him a back view and ran out.    

    

The surroundings were very unfamiliar. Where was this place? Who am I? Why am I here?    

    

One question after another popped up in her mind, but she could not find an answer.    

    

She looked at her hands. Her fingers were slender, but the red dot on her wrist was very obvious.    

    

She and I did not have time to think. A man ran in. His long hair covered his eyes, but it did not affect his facial features. The man went straight to her bed and grabbed her hands.    

    

"Anna, you finally woke up. I was so worried."    

    

The man had sharp edges and a cold expression on his face. Her lips were sexy and charming. They were slightly raised. It was hard to tell if she was smiling or if she had grown up like this.    

    

"I'm sorry, sir. Do you know me?" He took his hand out of her hand and told her that he did not know the person in front of him.    

    

"What's wrong? Are you sick and stupid?"    

    

The man did not feel angry because he was pulling her hand away. He rubbed her head with a gentle expression on his face.    

    

"Are you sick?"    

    

He understood. No wonder there was a needle hole in her arm. She was sick.    

    

"That's right. Don't tell me you forgot who I am?"    

    

The man suddenly looked very wronged, which made her feel a little embarrassed.    

    

"I'm sorry, sir. I think so."    

    

She looked at the man in front of her in a strange way. He was very outstanding in both temperament and appearance.    

    

"You can really make me sad!"    

    

The man seemed to be in pain. He held his heart and slowly left.    

    

"Miss, why did you forget?"    

    

Not long after the man left, the girl dressed as a maid seemed to be fighting for justice for the man.    

    

"You, know about me and him?"    

    

She looked at the girl as if she had a glimmer of hope.    

    

"Yes, you grew up together with the young master! You guys are going to get married soon. If it wasn't for the young master's wedding in China, he wouldn't have brought you back to China to hold a wedding..."    

    

The maid, Balabala, talked a lot. She still looked unfamiliar, as if she was talking about someone else's story.    

    

"Alright, you can leave now. I'll think about it alone."    

    

Feeling that the maid was very noisy, she chased her away.    

    

Outside the door, the maid knelt on the ground in fear.    

    

"What's wrong? 'Have you told her?'