Chu Weilan suddenly remembered that she and Ji Yanzheng had registered with the Civil Affairs Bureau, but she had not started writing for a long time. It was Ji Yanzheng who grabbed her hand that she signed her name.

But so soon, she was going to sign the divorce agreement. At the beginning, she thought that her marriage with Ji Yanzheng would not last long, but... she didn't expect it to be so short.

She wrote her name in strokes and strokes, and she tried very hard. As soon as she wrote the second word, Uncle Jin, who had always been steady, rushed in regardless of her demeanor.

"Chairman!" His excited lips were trembling, "Young Master, you are awake!"

Chu Weilan seemed to have suddenly lost all her strength, and the pen in her hand fell to the ground.

The old man suddenly stood up from the chair: "Really?"

"Really!" Uncle Jin nodded vigorously, "When I came over, the young master was looking for a nurse to drink water, and he looked in good spirits."

"It's great, God bless you, God bless you..." The old man murmured, about to see Ji Yanzheng, but from the corner of his eyes he caught Chu Weilan, and his steps stopped again.

"Miss Chu, Yan Zheng is awake, you can rest assured." He said, "But I can't let you see him. I think you understand why."

Chu Weilan clenched his fists and used all his strength to spit out three words: "I understand..."

"And." The old man picked up another pen and handed it to her, "You haven't finished signing yet."

Chu Weilan subconsciously looked up at him, her eyes full of tears, with deep begging.

The old man felt soft-hearted for a moment, but only for a moment. He firmly put the pen in front of her and delivered it.

Chu Weilan knew that he had no way out.

She took the pen and finally finished writing her name tremblingly. These were probably the three most ugly words she had ever written in her life.

But the old man didn't mind, he pulled up the agreement and put it in his arms.

"Miss Chu, you can go back to your ward to continue resting, or you can go back to Qianfan Villa to pack your own things." The old man looked at her, "Sister Xiu will help you. But I hope you have moved out before Yan Zheng was discharged from the hospital."

Chu Weilan listened in a daze, then nodded slowly.

...

Xu Shaoqing and Xie Siqi went to the hospital to see Ji Yanzheng like a few days ago, but they didn't expect Ji Yanzheng to wake up at this time, so the two of them got the news one step earlier than the old man.

Xu Shaoqing rarely rushed into the ward regardless of his image.

When they arrived at the ward, Ji Yanzheng had just finished drinking water and was handing the cup to the nurse.

The man was wearing black pajamas and sat on the hospital bed, his face still pale, but his black eyes were still shining, and his slightly thin appearance was more handsome and elegant than before, not so strong and aggressive, but he had another casual and lazy temperament.

Xie Siqi looked at him with a greedy look.

"Yan Zheng, are you awake?" Tears appeared in Xu Shaoqing's excited eyes, "That's great! How do you feel now?"

Ji Yanzheng frowned slightly and looked at her very seriously for a while. However, he asked a question that made both of them stunned.

"Who are you?"

His tone was very sincere and serious, and there was no joke in his black eyes.

Xu Shaoqing hadn't reacted at first, thinking that Ji Yanzheng deliberately used such words to stab her.

"Who do you think I am?" Her lips trembled, "Yan Zheng, are you planning to never recognize me?"

However, Xie Siqi quickly realized something was wrong. She grabbed Xu Shaoqing's wrist and was so excited that she was trembling all over.

If she wasn't mistaken, Ji Yanzheng would have... amnesia?

Is God finally willing to give her mercy? Is this a chance to give her?

"Yan Zheng?" The man frowned slightly, "Is this my name?"

Seeing this, Xie Siqi was almost overjoyed.

She tried her best to suppress the smile on the corner of her mouth, but said softly: "That's right, Ji Yanzheng, this is your name."

Xu Shaoqing glanced at Ji Yanzheng blankly, then looked at Xie Siqi beside him, looking frightened.

Xie Siqi continued to smile and said, "Yan Zheng, this is your biological mother, Xu Shaoqing."

The man showed a sudden look, so he called her seriously: "Mom. You look very young."

Xu Shaoqing finally realized something: "Yan Zheng, do you... don't remember anything?"

Facing Xu Shaoqing's shocked eyes, the man looked calm: "That's right."

...

Five minutes later, Ji Yanzheng's ward had a group of people.

Except for Xu Shaoqing and Xie Siqi who had arrived a long time ago, as well as the old man and Uncle Jin who arrived later, the others were doctors.

Several doctors are famous doctors in the industry, and they are also confused when faced with this situation.

"How could I lose my memory?" One of the elderly doctors grabbed my beard and couldn't figure it out. "Mr. Ji was hurting his chest, and his head didn't hit anywhere, and there was no blood. How could he lose my memory?"

Ji Yanzheng may have really lost his memory, but his personality has not changed yet.

Hearing this sentence, his eyes sank, and his expression became a little unwilling: "I also want to know, since I was hurting my chest, why did I lose my memory? Doctor, can you give me an explanation?"

The tone was a little more oppressive, and several doctors were speechless.

"Yan Zheng, do you know who I am?" Old Master Ji looked at him with his eyes as sharp as a torch.

"They all call you Mr. Ji, and my surname is Ji. You don't look like my father at the age, so I guess you are my grandfather." Ji Yanzheng said lightly.

The old man stared at him.

Ji Yanzheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him calmly: "I guessed wrong?"

"No, you guessed it right, I am indeed your grandfather. When your father dies, we are the only two of us left in our Ji family." The old man said, still with suspicion.

But Ji Yanzheng didn't seem to mind whether he doubted it or not. He let him look at it casually, and did not deliberately prove anything, but there was no sign of guilt.

The old man's suspicion gradually faded.

Did you really lose your memory?

You can't pretend to be a good person, right? If he is pretending, the old man wouldn't think of a reason for pretending to be amnesia if he wanted to break his head.

Several famous doctors who could not think of the reason decided to go back and search for information. After Ji Yanzheng's health was better, they would give him a full-body examination.

After the doctor left, Ji Yanzheng's black eyes glanced at the remaining people and raised his eyebrows with a little interest: "Are you all my family?"

Uncle Jin said, "Young Master, I am the butler."

Ji Yanzheng nodded slightly, and then he turned his eyes to Xie Siqi.

Xie Siqi suppressed the excitement in her heart and blurted out almost instinctively: "Yan Zheng, I am your wife."
Chapter completed!