Jiang He awkwardly scratched his ear. It was really hard to deceive someone who had lost their memory.
He looked at Wu Pengpeng with an innocent face and said in a somewhat helpless tone, "Why don't you have any trust in me at all?"
He neither defended that what he said was the truth nor admitted that he was lying. He just asked why she didn't trust him, making it seem as if it was her fault.
Wu Pengpeng sneered and felt no guilt at all. "I've been hospitalized for half a month. You've never come to visit me or sent me a message to ask about my condition. If we were really husband and wife, our relationship would either be on the rocks or non - existent. Where would the trust come from?"
Jiang He felt wronged. At first, Wu Pengpeng's life was hanging by a thread. The Wu family was afraid of disturbing her rest, so they didn't allow anyone to visit. Only in the past week had they allowed visitors, but he had been on a business trip to another city. He rushed here right after getting off the plane today.
"It's my fault. Don't be angry," he apologized readily. His alluring eyes were filled with subtle charm. "Will you give me another chance?"
"What chance?" Before Wu Pengpeng could answer, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open. He Qianshan's voice came in along with his figure.
When Wu Pengpeng saw He Qianshan, she inexplicably felt relieved, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.
Jiang He noticed her little move and awkwardly scratched his nose again. The double - standard was so obvious.
He followed Wu Pengpeng's line of sight and looked back. He saw He Qianshan coming in with a lunch box in his hand. His gaze was like a radar, falling precisely on Wu Pengpeng.
After He Qianshan entered the room, he first checked on Wu Pengpeng's condition. Seeing that she was unharmed, he then noticed her hairstyle.
He was immediately struck by how cute she was!
He tried hard to hold back the urge to touch her head. He tilted his head slightly and looked at Jiang He expressionlessly. "Sorry, Mr. Jiang. She needs to rest. Please leave!"
He issued the order to leave so skillfully that it was obvious he had done it many times.
Jiang He rubbed his nose and forced out a perfunctory smile. "Then I won't disturb you."
He stood up and smiled at Wu Pengpeng. "I'll come to see you another day."
Wu Pengpeng twitched the corners of her mouth, giving him a look that said "get out and don't come back".
Jiang He was so frustrated that he wanted to scratch his head. Why was the difference in treatment so obvious?
His gaze swept over the two of them, and his eyes were a bit unfathomable. "What's your... relationship?"
He Qianshan said expressionlessly, "It's the kind of relationship you think it is."
Jiang He felt rebuffed, but he wasn't embarrassed. He waved to Wu Pengpeng and then strolled out slowly.
As soon as he left, He Qianshan quickly closed the door and locked it.
Wu Pengpeng looked at his actions, feeling a bit amused and a bit touched. "Why did you come back so soon?"
She thought he would be busy for at least four or five hours, and she could take the opportunity to look for some wasteful projects.
"I missed you, so I came back," He Qianshan walked over, set up the small table, opened the lunch box, and pushed it in front of her. "Are you hungry? Hurry up and eat!"
Wu Pengpeng took the chopsticks he handed her and complained while eating. "Mr. He, if this goes on, I'm afraid I'll turn into a useless person."
Her mouth was stuffed full, and her eyes were filled with a kind of helplessness that said "I despise myself, but it's really so much fun".
He Qianshan's eyes curved into a smile. He patted the top of her head. "Then just be a happy little useless person!"
Wu Pengpeng only felt the warmth of his palm on her head rush straight to her heart, making her heart beat faster and her face flush.
She buried her head and silently finished her meal, still feeling her heart beating restlessly.
She secretly glanced at He Qianshan, who was packing up, and quickly shifted her gaze. She said casually, "Mr. He, I want to be discharged from the hospital."
He Qianshan instinctively wanted to refuse. Then he thought that the doctor had said two days ago that she could be discharged. If she stayed in the hospital all the time, her mood might be low, and there were still some shameless people coming to bother her.
So he readily agreed. "Okay, then let's go home."
Soon He Qianshan packed up the things, carried them downstairs to the car, and went through the discharge procedures before coming upstairs to pick up Wu Pengpeng.
When they came down from the building, He Qianshan went to the parking lot to get the car, and Wu Pengpeng waited for him at the hospital entrance.
There was a little boy playing with a balloon at the entrance. Wu Pengpeng saw the balloon rising and falling in his hand and couldn't help but smile.
The little boy noticed her gaze and seemed to be encouraged. He slapped the balloon more vigorously, but he didn't control the strength well, and the balloon flew straight towards her.
Wu Pengpeng was just about to reach out to stop it when someone picked her up from behind around the waist. The balloon landed beside her feet.
The little boy and she looked at each other in surprise.
Wu Pengpeng: "..."
What can a balloon do to me?
She turned her head and looked at He Qianshan helplessly. "Mr. He, even if I were made of tofu, a balloon couldn't break me."
He Qianshan realized that he had overreacted and awkwardly put her down.
He picked up the balloon and handed it to the little boy. He said seriously, "Don't play with such a dangerous thing in a crowded place next time. Do you understand?"
The little boy: "..."
I feel like you're joking with me.
Wu Pengpeng was just about to say that he shouldn't scare the child when He Qianshan turned his fire on her. "Look at the road when you walk next time. Do you understand?"
Wu Pengpeng nodded obediently. "I understand."
She thought He Qianshan was the epitome of overreaction, but she didn't expect Aunt Tang to be even more exaggerated. Aunt Tang was crying and laughing when she saw her, which made Wu Pengpeng very embarrassed.
Because of her "memory loss", she could only act like a stranger and went upstairs on the pretext of washing her hair.
Her hair had been severely damaged by Zhao Bufan. It would definitely be a mess tomorrow.
He Qianshan helped her take out those strange little braids, washed her hair, and dried it.
By the time everything was done, it was almost evening.
The setting sun shone in through the tall floor - to - ceiling windows, covering He Qianshan in a layer of pale - golden gauze. His eyebrows and eyes looked even softer in the backlight.
Wu Pengpeng looked at him and only felt a slow but strong tremor in her chest. She instinctively raised her hand and gently pressed on her chest.
He Qianshan was a bit embarrassed under her intense gaze. He subconsciously shifted his gaze, and his eyes accidentally fell on a pink notebook on the dressing table. The cover had lace trim, looking like it was filled with a girl's secrets.
He reached out and picked it up involuntarily. "What's this?"
Wu Pengpeng was awakened by his voice. When she saw the notebook in his hand, she was almost scared out of her wits.
It was the notebook where she recorded her wasteful projects. If he saw it, she would be doomed.
She quickly reached out to grab it. Her over - reaction only made it more obvious that she was trying to hide something.
He Qianshan dodged backward and joked with a smile, "You're not hiding some secret, are you?"
Wu Pengpeng flatly denied it. "No. Give it back to me."
He Qianshan didn't really want to read it. He just wanted to tease her because she was so nervous. He deliberately held the notebook above his head.
Wu Pengpeng couldn't reach it even when she stood on tiptoe. She was so anxious that in a moment of desperation, she stood on tiptoe and kissed He Qianshan.
It was as if an electric current flowed through her whole body from her lips. Then, it was as if a strong wind suddenly blew in her mind, dispelling the thick fog.
The memories about He Qianshan gradually became clear.
Before Wu Pengpeng could react, she heard a crisp "snap".
She came to her senses, took a step back, and saw He Qianshan standing against the wall, stunned. One of his hands was still in the position of being held above his head, looking dull and cute.
Wu Pengpeng couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Mr. He?"
He Qianshan was stunned by her sudden move. His mind went blank for half a minute before it started working again.
Thinking of the name Wu Pengpeng had just called him, he was both surprised and happy. "You've regained your memory?"
Wu Pengpeng picked up the notebook on the ground and deliberately ignored the embarrassing moment just now. Instead of answering, she asked, "Why are you in my house?"
He Qianshan was taken aback by her question. It took him a long time to find his voice under her distant gaze. "You... don't remember?"