Mike also thought that Yara Sain’s family had left forever after she was schemed by Anthony, and he had sent someone to look for Yara Sain at that time, only that he didn’t find her.


    But who would have thought that Antina would bring him such a valuable gift, which really surprised him.


    After that, the two of them sat together and talked a lot before Antina left.


    Shortly after Antina left, Mike took his cell phone and called out ording to the phone number on the information.


    Beep beep beep…


    The phone rang a few times, the person on the other end answered the phone, “Hello, who is it?”


    The familiar voice, Mike only heard one word to be sure that the other party is Yara Sain.


    His lips pulled out a cold smile, “Miss Ynda, this is Yoyo Makeup Limited, I would like to meet you to talk about your artist’s endorsement.”


    The information given by Antina was very detailed and exined that Yara Sain was now Vivian’s manager and also stated the situation of her memory loss.


    Ynda briefly asked about yourpany and agreed on a location.


    As an agent, this was the second call Ynda received in two hours to talk about endorsements, and she was not surprised.


    Vivian’s high frequency of being on the hot list for a few days in a row, coupled with today’s whitewashing marketing tactics were very sessful, although she was notpletely whitewashed, but notpletely muddled either.


    Some businessmen came to her to talk about Vivian’s endorsement just to rub the heat.


    6:30 pm.


    Hilton Western Restaurant.


    Ynda drove to the parking lot of the restaurant and called the ‘head’ of Yoyo Makeup Limited, who gave her the box number.


    She then stepped on her high heels, square bag in hand, and went straight into the western restaurant and went upstairs.


    She went to box 302 on the third floor, Ynda knocked on the door, and the person inside said e in’.


    She then pushed the door open and walked in.Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    Inside the box, there was a sumptuous western meal on the table, a few white candles lit on the western candbra in the middle, and two red roses in full bloom in a delicate white porcin vase on the table.


    In the box under the dim light, like a romantic candlelight dinner.


    This is not like a cooperation, but rather like a date.


    With just one nce, a sense of rm rose in Ynda’s heart.


    “Sorry, I’mte, Mr. Mike has waited for a long time.” Ynda said hello to him.


    On the phone, Mike told Ynda that his name was ‘Mike’.


    Mike looked sideways at Ynda who walked in. She had short ck hair and was wearing a long ck tweed coat with a white slim knit sweater and ck wide-legged pants, carrying a blue square bag in her hand.


    A delicate cheeks slightly powdered, lined with red lips and white teeth, short bangs in front of the forehead cover the eyebrows, but make her whole temperament highlights, there is a kind of heroic handsome.


    The image of her simple girl can be said to have a radical change.


    Mike’s eyes lit up, instinctively be ‘awakened’ physiological reaction, the brain emerged in the past with Ynda in love together a scene, suddenly some greedy her.


    He stood up, maintaining his usual courteous image, stepped forward to extend his hand in a friendly manner, “Miss Ynda you’re wee, I just came too.”


    Ynda walked up to him with a smile on her face and shook his hand.


    But at the moment her slightly cold fingers touched Mike’s fingers, her brain buzzed, and suddenly some images shed through her mind.


    But it was too sudden, and what came to her mind faded away so fast that she couldn’t catch it.


    Ynda knew that she had lost her memory, and she was sure that the person in front of her knew that she had lost her memory, but why did she pretend not to recognize her?