Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

Xi Zixia... Ling Wuwen raised her hand to caress her heart.

Because of another memory reason, when she thinks of Xi Zixia now, she doesn't have the throbbing that she had before.

Well, that's fine, she is now Xi Ziqiu's 'fiancée'. If you think about your uncle again, it will inevitably be embarrassing.

As for Xi Ziqiu, she didn't say anything about canceling the 'engagement', she didn't want to distract him at this time. She thought it was better to wait for Xi Ziqiu to return to the capital from Xiping before explaining it clearly to him.

Even if she didn't hate Xi Ziqiu for killing her brother Ling Shijie, she still couldn't marry him. What's more, she didn't have any special feelings for Xi Ziqiu...

The chef on the train was specially selected by Xi Ziqiu, so when it came to eating, Ling Wuyi was not wronged.

In fact, although Ling Wuwen was picky, she had a hard time. With no memory, she was so spoiled by Xi Ziqiu that she would not eat it if she was even slightly dissatisfied, but she was not.

So when it comes to food, she thinks it is enough to fill her stomach.

However, she was very useful to Xi Ziqiu's thoughtfulness.

And Xi Ziqiu, who was planning to counterattack the Qinglei Army at the other end, also sensed that Ling Wuyi's favorability for him had increased to sixty points.

He was also worried that if he went back late, Ling Wu would fall in love with Xi Zixia, so he accelerated the pace of destroying the Qinglei army. With the experience in memory, it is much easier to wipe out the Qinglei Army again——

It took the train three days and two nights to arrive at the capital, and when I got off the train, I saw Xi Zixia who had come to pick her up in person.

Xi Zixia is still the one in my memory who smiles like a spring breeze, like the light standing in the sun all the time.

At the beginning, didn't she just think that Xi Zixia was like the only ray of light she saw in the dark, like a drowning person trying to grab that life-saving straw...

He was wearing a black suit and no tie, and he was a bit uninhibited in his formality. Seeing Ling Wuyi get off the train, he raised his foot and walked towards her.

"What should I call you now?" Xi Zixia approached her and asked with a smile. Knowing that Ling Wuyi has recovered her memory, when facing her again, she feels a little familiar.

Ling Wupi paused for a moment, then smiled back at him: "Young Master Xi can call me Wupi." She didn't want to get closer to Xi Ziqiu.

Xi Zixia tilted his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "Then don't call me Mr. Xi who is so out of touch, just call me Zixia or Big Brother!"

Ling Wuxi nodded with a smile, with alienation in that smile.

Xi Zixia could tell that no matter whether it was Ling Wuwen who had lost his memory or Ling Wuwen who had recovered his memory, the look in his eyes was different from before.

No matter what he said, he was also a romantic young man who wandered among the flowers, how could he not see the admiration in Ling Wu's eyes when he looked at him before!

It's just that now, Ling Wuwen looked at him as if she was simply looking at someone she knew, that's all!

After a pause, Xi Zixia smiled and stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture: "Let's go, father is waiting for you to go back and have dinner together." After saying that, he looked back at the servant he had brought.

The servant understood, went to the person holding the luggage behind Ling Wuwen, took Ling Wuwen's luggage and stood aside.

Ling Wuxi nodded, and walked out of the train station.

Xi Zixia followed behind her: "How is it? Is it boring to go out with that guy Ziqiu?"

"fine."

"Ziqiu has been that kind of boring gourd since he was a child. He is obviously my twin, neither in character nor in appearance. When I was young, I wondered if Ziqiu was my younger brother!"

Ling Wu, who was still a bit indifferent to Xi Zixia, turned her head to look at him: "Ziqiu and you really don't look alike..."

Seeing that Ling Wuyi paid attention to him, Xi Zixia immediately became excited: "Really! Have you also suspected that Ziqiu and I are not twin brothers?"

Ling Wuxi nodded a little embarrassedly, she was indeed so skeptical for a moment.

"I asked my mother specifically before, and I asked if Ziqiu was my father's illegitimate son? Did you say that Ziqiu and I were twin brothers in order to prevent my father's scandal from being exposed?"

Ling Wuwen stared at him with wide eyes: "You really asked that?"

Xi Zixia nodded: "Yes, that's really the question."

"And then?" Ling Wuwen asked curiously.

"Then?" Xi Zixia raised her brows high, then flattened her mouth pitifully: "Then I ate a chestnut from my mother."

"Pfft..." Ling Wuyi covered her lips and chuckled softly.

Seeing Ling Wuwen laughing, Xi Zixia also laughed, for some reason, he had a different feeling towards Ling Wuwen in his heart.

As for what kind of feeling it was, he couldn't tell why.

Anyway, I really want to be close to her. Although, she is now his future sister-in-law...

When the car entered the presidential palace, Xi Zixia got out of the car and opened the door for Ling Wuying personally.

Ling Wuxi got out of the car and thanked him.

"Family, you're welcome, let's go."

Ling Wuyi looked up at the brightly lit presidential palace. It was already eight o'clock in the evening, but Xi Zhiqiang was still waiting for her to go back for dinner.

It has to be said that Xi Zhiqiang treated her, the daughter of an old friend, very well.

She even thought about it, if her father was seriously ill and she could see Xi Zhiqiang when she came to look for him.

Perhaps, father will not die.

She will not become a dancer in order to pay off her brother's debt in the future!

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world!

The servant took Ling Wuyi's luggage back to the room, and Ling Wuwen went to the restaurant with Xi Zixia.

"Hello Mr. President and Madam!" Ling Wuwen stood at the entrance of the restaurant and bowed politely towards Xi Zhiqiang and Mrs. Xi who were sitting at the dining table.

Now that everyone knows that she has recovered her memory, she can't call her father and mother like before. She had nothing to do with the Xi family.

Mrs. Xi didn't think there was anything wrong with the name Ling Wuwen, she really didn't like Ling Wuwen calling her mother!

Xi Zhiqiang frowned slightly: "Xiao Wu, why did you go out for a while and see others like this?"

Ling Wuxi straightened up and looked at Xi Zhiqiang: "Before, it was because I lost my memory, but now that I have recovered my memory, naturally I can't call him so impolitely."

Xi Zhiqiang saw the firmness in her eyes, and knew that even if he asked Ling Wuwen to change his words now, Ling Wuwen would not change.

I sighed secretly in my heart, it really is Ling Heyu's daughter! They are all so stubborn!

"Okay, since you don't want to be called father, let's call you uncle. Calling Mr. President is too outlandish! Come on, I must have eaten well on the train, come and have a meal now."