Sheng Muran smile, any young girl with a handsome face would be fascinated.
"Mrs. Sheng, don't be so weird. It's my fault that I lost my memory?"
"It's not my fault that you broke your leg. Should I be responsible for your recovery?" Wen Lanshan replied.
His voice was low and lazy." Who told you to be my Madam Sheng? Isn't it your duty to take care of me?"
"Even if she doesn't do her duty, it depends on her will. The Miss Guan next door likes this job even more. I believe that she is more competent than me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Lanshan heard Sheng Muran joyful laughter, followed by a teasing voice.
"I think I can smell the smell of vinegar. Mrs. Sheng, can you not even get jealous?"
Wen Lanshan smiled without saying a word, as if he had been confident since he lost
