Si Chenli fell silent after hearing those words; he didn’t know what kind of person he had been in the past, but being held in such high regard by Sang Qiao, he surely couldn’t have been bad.
This undoubtedly put pressure on his amnesiac self, as he was desperate to rember the past and love her properly.
"It’s alright, you don’t have to overthink, we have a long future ahead," Sang Qiao took the initiative to grasp his hand and interlock their fingers tightly.
"Okay," Si Chenli couldn’t say it wasn’t okay; indeed, they could only have a long future ahead since he could not rember anything now, nor did he know how to interact with Sang Qiao.
"I’ll take you to the place where I proposed to you, I bought it afterwards and had all the decor changed to what you wanted when I proposed."
"Mm," Si Chenli felt, from her words alone, all the years he was not by her side, she had never let go of him.
The driver who had driven them here had already left with Father Si, so now they would have to take a taxi.
Sang Qiao’s mory of this place was deep; when they arrived, the staff recognized them instantly and ca forward to greet them.
Since Sang Qiao bought this place, it had not been open to the public.
"Miss Sang Qiao, would you like to prepare lunch for you and this gentleman?"
"Mm, we are a couple, please arrange it as you see fit," Sang Qiao gently spoke.
"Alright," the waiter imdiately understood and went to carry out her instructions.
Sang Qiao continued walking upstairs with Si Chenli, a hint of confusion in his eyes, "Why didn’t you tell her we’re married?"
"als for couples tend to be more romantic than those for husbands and wives, which are more holy."
Sang Qiao didn’t pause in her steps, realistically explaining in detail what to prepare wasn’t practical; she and Ah Li weren’t romantic people.
It would be better to let the waiter take the hint and possibly prepare sothing better than what she had in mind.
"Okay," Si Chenli’s deep gaze landed around them, he hadn’t thought of that.
"You actually proposed to in this cinema, but I was asleep at the ti, so later you proposed again upstairs when we were watching fireworks."
Sang Qiao’s voice carried a sweet undertone as her gaze gently fell on the cinema.
Si Chenli found himself drawn to Sang Qiao like this; he reached out and touched a chair in the cinema, briefly imagining a scene where people held flower boxes and strawberry bouquets.
He steadied himself on the chair and slowly sat down, his head throbbing with pain.
"Did you rember sothing?" Sang Qiao was slightly surprised by his unusual behavior.
She knew bringing soone with mory loss to familiar places could trigger mories, but she hadn’t expected that Si Chenli would show signs of recovering his mory so soon after they arrived.
Her Ah Li was always so formidable, never willing to disappoint her.
"So fragnts, let’s go and see the place where the fireworks were," Si Chenli recuperated from his headache and stood up, ready to follow her to the next location.
"A part is enough, we’ll take it slow, let’s have a al and rest first."
Sang Qiao didn’t directly lead him to the rooftop; recalling a part of the mories in one day was already good, she wasn’t in a rush.
"Okay," Si Chenli nodded, having no objections to Sang Qiao’s arrangents.
After descending the stairs, they saw a waiter waiting for them in the corridor.
"Miss Sang Qiao, gentleman, your lunch is ready. Would you like to dine now, or is it okay to wait a while?"
The waiter wore a gentle smile, revealing a perfect set of eight teeth.
"Now."
"Alright, please follow this way."
"Um."
The two of them swiftly arrived at a small terrace led by the waiter, from where they could almost take in the entire cityscape at a glance.
Straight opposite the window was a Ferris wheel, which, as it began to move slowly, added a stunning scene to the sky.
The hotel waiters had also brought up all the dishes, full of color, aroma, and flavor, and arranged with great finesse.
"Please enjoy your al. If you need anything, just call ." The waiter also opened a bottle of red wine for them, placed it beside them, and respectfully withdrew.
Miss Sang Qiao had brought her daughter here for als several tis, so they were all well aware that she did not like to be disturbed while dining.
After the waiter had left, Sang Qiao poured a little wine into Ah Li’s glass, then poured so for herself before they began to eat.
Si Chenli’s gaze fell on the shrimp on the table that had already been peeled, rembering the last ti his instinctual action, "Why is the shrimp peeled this ti?"
"Probably the chef peeled them by habit, Tiantian has also co to eat here a few tis, and it’s hard for the little one to peel them."
"She really resembles you," Si Chenli couldn’t help but curl his lips slightly, both in appearance and behavior.
"Indeed, Grandpa says she is a mini version of . Ah Li, you need to get well soon, so we can have another one like you later," Sang Qiao’s lips curled up.
"One like you would be better," Si Chenli’s deep eyes stared straight at her, filled with complex emotions.
"So, you an you don’t want another one like you?" Sang Qiao’s hand holding her chopsticks paused slightly.
"I do want another one, it could be like anyone, but if it would be too tough for you, having just Tiantian as our child would be enough."
"It’s okay, as long as you are always with , I am willing to go through it again for you," Sang Qiao said, her eyes curved in a smile.
After giving birth to Tiantian, she had been subrged in the pain of Ah Li’s absence, so much so that she hadn’t paid much attention to the hardships of childbirth.
"I will get well sooner for you, for Tiantian, for our family."
"Um, we will all be with you as you recover slowly."
"Okay."
After they had finished eating, Sang Qiao took him to the rooftop to watch a fireworks display before they returned ho.
Although Si Chenli was looking at soone else’s face and had no mories of the past, his living habits hadn’t changed much and even many of his behaviors felt very familiar to them.
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In a blink, Si Chenli had been at ho for a week, and Jing thought about getting his brother back to the company.
Si Chenli agreed imdiately; he had been handling company matters while at the Bai Family, so it wasn’t too challenging.
The Si Family also needed to take Jing for a critical surgery, a hope they had been seeking for many years.
"Qiaoqiao, take care of Tiantian at ho. If you need anything you can’t handle, call . The hospital for Jing’s surgery isn’t too far and I can hurry back."
This was the first ti Mrs. Si had to be away from her granddaughter for so long, and she inevitably felt a bit worried.
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