As soon as Xie Siqi finished speaking, both the old man and Xu Shaoqing were shocked.

However, although surprised, neither of them spoke out to reveal her lies.

The old man suddenly realized that Ji Yanzheng's amnesia was a good thing in a sense, because he must not remember Chu Weilan anymore. In this way, he didn't have to worry about Ji Yanzheng continuing to get entangled with that woman.

Therefore, he finally acquiesced to Xie Siqi's statement.

Xu Shaoqing had similar ideas to the old man. The most important thing was that she didn't want to give up Xie Siqi's face, and she also vaguely guessed Xie Siqi's thoughts about Ji Yanzheng, so she also wanted to fulfill her.

Uncle Jin won’t talk much more.

Ji Yanzheng looked at her, with a calm expression and a slightly picky black eyes.

The quiet needle drop in the ward was heard, and only Xie Siqi's slightly rapid breathing was heard. She looked at the handsome face of the man, took out the standard smile she had trained countless times, and repeated again: "Yan Zheng, it doesn't matter if you don't remember me, as long as you know, we love each other."

"Tsk..." The man suddenly sighed disappointed, "Is my taste so bad?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, Xie Siqi's face turned pale and her smile could hardly be tense.

"Cough cough..." The old man couldn't help coughing twice, and Xu Shaoqing also looked embarrassed.

"Do you have a marriage certificate?" the man asked, his tone of sarcastic.

Obviously, he did not believe in Xie Siqi's identity very much, nor did he have any interest in Xie Siqi.

"Uh..." The old man got stuck. He definitely couldn't get the marriage certificate. He couldn't let Xie Siqi hold Chu Weilan's name from now on, right?

"This is your sister thank you." Xu Shaoqing stood up to smooth things over, "She is just joking with you."

"This kind of joke..." the man sneered.

"You sister Xie is joking with you because you are afraid that you will be sad." The old man then smoothed out, "Do you still remember how you were injured?"

The man looked at him.

"It was your wife who hurt you." The old man said, "You had a dispute. During the dispute, she stabbed you with a knife, and you almost died because of it. Your marriage must be unsustainable. Your wife has signed a divorce agreement, here."

Uncle Jin took the divorce agreement from the old man and handed it to Ji Yanzheng.

The man's dark eyes seemed to have an undercurrent.

He took the divorce agreement and turned to the last page. When he saw the woman's signature, his hands instinctively tightened, and blue veins on the back of his hands burst out.

But there was no trace of his face.

"Chu Weilan?" He read these three words, and his tone felt an indescribable frivolity and interest.

"Yes." Seeing that his expression was calm, the old man finally let go of his suspicion, "You sign quickly, and I can use it to notarize it."

"Although it's going to be divorced," the man smiled suddenly, "But before the divorce, at least I have to let me see her?"

"There is no need for this?" The old man began to doubt again.

"I can't even know my ex-wife." Ji Yanzheng said, his eyes casually sweeping at the old man, "Or, what's the secret here?"

...

After the old man left the room to visit Ji Yanzheng, Chu Weilan was invited out by the bodyguard.

She had to go back to the ward on the third floor.

As long as she thought of the divorce agreement she signed, she felt like she had been completely hollowed out.

At this time, Ji Yanzheng probably had seen it?

Will he be angry? Will he sign that agreement? Will he... find a way to meet her?

Chu Weilan sat on the edge of the bed, dazed, unwilling to move or leaving, as if she was waiting for something stubbornly.

But she couldn't help but despise her selfishness in her heart - she had already made Ji Yanzheng so much, was she still thinking about staying by his side and refusing to leave?

Sister Xiu did not persuade her, but just accompanied her silently, occasionally pouring her a cup of tea and getting a fruit.

I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open. The person who came in was Uncle Jin.

Chu Weilan stood up suddenly, and a strange look burst out from her pale face.

"Mrs. Young Master, the young master wants to see you." Uncle Jin said, with a strange expression, "But there is one thing you need to be mentally prepared..."

...

Chu Weilan followed Uncle Jin to the elevator in a daze.

Ji Yanzheng...has he lost his memory?

He didn't remember her, but he was curious about what his "ex-wife" looked like when she hurt her, so he wanted to meet her?

Chu Weilan never expected that this would be the direction of things.

She originally thought that even if she and Ji Yanzheng would be separated temporarily, as long as she cured her illness and eliminated her second personality, she would still be able to return to him.

But now, he doesn't remember her anymore.

Does it mean...she and him are no longer possible?

Her expression was calm, and her curled long eyelashes blinked, covering the panic and sadness like a black hole in her eyes.

Not long after, she arrived at the door of Ji Yanzheng's ward.

"Mrs. Young Madam, go in." Uncle Jin looked at her pale and blank expression and couldn't help but remind her.

Chu Weilan nodded blankly and walked in.

A scorching gaze fell on her immediately, with a strong sense of familiarity.

She suddenly had the urge to cry, and plucked up the courage to look up and face the man's deep and unpredictable black eyes. She almost instinctively looked for content she was familiar with, but... his eyes were too deep. She thought that he might remember her in the last second, and the next second, she felt that he was just looking at a stranger, a strange woman who was a little attractive to him.

Xie Siqi looked at the two of them as if no one looked at each other, and her teeth were chewing.

The old man coughed and broke the silence: "Yan Zheng, you saw it."

At the same time, the doubt in his eyes was even heavier - if this kid hadn't lost his memory, he wouldn't allow him to see this woman.

"Yes." The man's Adam's apple slid, and there was a bit of playful smile on his handsome pale face. "I saw it. I knew that my taste could not be that bad."

Chu Weilan didn't understand why, but Xie Siqi almost vomited blood when she hated her.

"You can sign now, right?" the old man stared at him.

Ji Yanzheng shook the divorce agreement in his hand, and his black eyes still fell on Chu Weilan. He suddenly said "tsk": "I feel a little reluctant."

The old man was speechless, and at the same time, his suspicion was dispelled a lot. The boy clearly expressed his reluctance to leave this woman, but he felt that it was normal. After all, he liked me so much before I lost my memory, and it was natural that I would be attracted to her after I lost my memory. People's preferences and tastes will never change suddenly.
Chapter completed!