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The maid at the door attracted Zhou Yongan's attention. He looked over Li Qingwen's shoulder and asked, "Xiaohua, who is she?"

Xiaohua looked at Zhou Yongan in confusion: "Second Young Master, don't you recognize your wife?"

Zhou Yongan frowned and continued to look at Li Qingwen suspiciously.

He murmured, "Am I married? She doesn't have a ring on her hand, and neither do I."

Li Qingwen looked at his slender fingers. As for the ring, he was not wearing it because he was in a secret marriage.

An unspeakable feeling of grievance spread in his heart. Zhou Yongan even remembered the servants in the house, but not her.

Li Qingwen swallowed and said, "Zhou Yongan, do you really not remember who I am?"

Zhou Yongan glanced at Li Qingwen without any emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a stranger.

The woman in front of him looked obviously sad, and her sad look made him unable to bear being mean to her. He didn't know where this fan girl came from who wanted to pounce on him.

After the doctor came to work, he came to check on Zhou Yongan and confirmed his symptoms: "Concussion usually causes impaired consciousness, nausea, vomiting, loss of consciousness, etc. Now it seems normal, and the recovery period is one week to one month."

Li Qingwen sat on a chair, guarding the bed, staring at Zhou Yongan in a daze, as if he had been bullied.

Zhou Yongan was half lying on the bed, looking at her from time to time. Sometimes their eyes met, and she looked at him with hope, hoping that he would say something.

Luo Zijin heard that Zhou Yongan had woken up, but did not recognize his wife.

She rushed to the hospital with the stewed red dates and black chicken soup to confirm, and saw Li Qingwen standing at the door of the ward, which was locked from the inside.

"Pa pa pa—" Luo Zijin shouted angrily, "You even kicked your wife out. Don't you even recognize your mother?"

Zhou Yongan opened the door.

He was on the phone, dealing with matters at the company. When he saw Luo Zijin, he spoke a few words in a quick pace and hung up.

"Mom, I'm a patient now, you have to be gentle to me." Zhou Yongan put his arm around Luo Zijin's shoulders with a relaxed look and started to pester her.

"How dare you, a heartless person, recognize me? Then who is she?" Luo Zijin pointed at the aggrieved wife behind him.

Zhou Yongan glanced at Li Qingwen: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Luo Zijin slapped his arm with her backhand: "How can you talk like that? Do you really not recognize me or are you pretending not to recognize me? Mom thinks you have a talent for acting and you are handsome, so why don't I send you to a theater to try."

Zhou Yongan looked at the woman behind his mother. She was actually quite well behaved, not noisy, and had a good temper. She would pour water when asked to serve tea and leave when asked to leave.

"Mom, he didn't install it. The doctor said it will take a week to a month to recover," said Li Qingwen.

Hearing this, Luo Zijin suddenly turned his head to look at his son, and suddenly felt distressed: "Oh my, it's so serious, he won't really have any problems, right? If you forget such a lovely wife, you will be heartbroken."

As he said this, he quickly opened the pot of soup and poured the stewed chicken soup into the bowl.

Zhou Yongan frowned when he smelled the chicken soup. "I'm quite full. I ate all the breakfast Xiaohua bought just now. Give this to her. She has been guarding me all night and hasn't eaten yet."

He pointed at Li Qingwen.

Li Qingwen's face showed no emotion. She stood quietly at the door facing the wind, looking gentle and weak.

Luo Zijin handed the bowl to Li Qingwen: "It doesn't matter who eats it, eat quickly."

"Thank you, Mom."

Luo Zijin: "I'm going to go take a look at Lao Qian. Yongan, stop yelling at Qingwen."

Zhou Yongan stammered, "No."

After Luo Zijin left, Li Qingwen quietly drank a bowl of chicken soup and then served a bowl to Zhou Yongan.

Zhou Yongan did not respond: "Bowl and spoon are both used by you, please pay attention to hygiene."

Li Qingwen was stunned, then took the bowl and spoon to the bathroom to wash. Before he took two steps, Zhou Yongan stopped him and said, "I don't want to drink it, you drink it quickly."

Zhou Yongan sat on the hospital bed and looked at his phone. When she finished drinking, he reminded her, "There is still blood on your clothes. Go home and change them."

Li Qingwen lowered his eyes. His body was indeed very dirty. "Then I will go back and change my clothes first, and come back to see you later."

Zhou Yongan stared at her and said nothing.

As soon as Li Qingwen left, Zhou Yongan was ready to be discharged from the hospital. Xiaohua couldn't stop him and anxiously called Luo Zijin over.

Luo Zijin scolded him, "Are you okay? How can you be okay? You don't even remember your own wife, and you still say you're fine."

Zhou Yongan looked like the company would collapse without him: "Except for not remembering that person, I really don't have any feelings. Besides, there are a lot of things to do in the company. If I don't go back, they will all come to the hospital to work."

Luo Zijin was too lazy to argue with him: "When you think of Qingwen, you will be discharged from the hospital."

……

Lin Sen, wearing a neat suit and holding a stack of documents in his hands, walked into Zhou Yongan's ward with a solemn expression.

Zhou Yongan sat on the hospital bed, brows slightly frowned, carefully reviewing documents while listening to Lin Sen's report.

After Lin Sen finished speaking, he waited aside for instructions.

Zhou Yongan raised his head, his eyes fell on the flower shop outside the window, and said lightly: "Go to the flower shop outside and buy me a bunch of flowers."

Lin Sen was slightly stunned and wondered secretly: Does the vice president dislike that he comes empty-handed?

"What kind of flowers does the vice president want?"

Zhou Yongan: "Just, roses."

Lin Sen bought the flowers.

Zhou Yongan asked him to put it on the table, and then asked Lin Sen: "I heard that Li Qingwen is the HR director of our bank. Tell me about her."

Lin Sen: “…”

say what?

Lin Sen was a little confused.

But he still said: "She is indeed the HR director of our bank. She is capable at work and behaves well. Everyone likes her very much."

Zhou Yongan nodded, but his eyes involuntarily drifted towards the door.

Li Qingwen had already changed her clothes. She was wearing a coat and a light-colored shirt, and a black knee-length skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels.

She was carrying a bag with a change of clothes in it.

Zhou Yongan glanced at her, handed the approved document to Lin Sen, gave her a few more instructions, and let her go.

The atmosphere in the ward became awkward.

Zhou Yongjing was silent for a while, his eyes noticed the extra diamond ring on her left ring finger, and he reached out to grab it: "Let me see."

Li Qingwen's hand was caught by him unexpectedly. He did not struggle and let him watch.

The diamond ring was of fine quality and emitted a brilliant light. Zhou Yongan looked at it for a long while but still couldn't remember anything.

The slender and soft hand was cold when it was held in the rough and warm big hand. Li Qingwen saw that he suddenly closed his eyes and thought he remembered something.

This was bought by Zhou Yongan when he took her to DR one month after they got their marriage certificate. What is this about loving only one person in your life? It's a conspiracy of the merchants, but some people are willing to take the bait.

"Where's mine?" Zhou Yongan opened his eyes and asked while squeezing her hand, as if to convey his warmth to her.

As he pinched it, he turned off her ring.

Li Qingwen took out an exquisite small square box from the bag beside her, and inside was Zhou Yongan's.

After seeing the box, Zhou Yongan curled his lips and smiled. He suddenly picked up the rose on the table and knelt down on one knee towards Li Qingwen with quick and elegant movements.

His eyes were firm and affectionate: "Li Qingwen, will you marry me?"

This action did not seem to be sudden. Li Qingwen stepped back, his thin back pressed tightly against the white wall.

Her heart hadn't been beating so hard for a long time, but now it was beating uncontrollably.

Zhou Yongan had a casual, rogue smile on his face, and his eyes were clear, as if he had seen through Li Qingwen's heart.

He said, "Did I propose to you this way before?"

Li Qingwen suppressed the throbbing in his heart and shook his head gently: "I have never proposed marriage before."

After the bank transaction was received, she went to the Civil Affairs Bureau with him in good faith and hurriedly got the certificate.

No flowers, no rings, none of these Mary Sue procedures.

Zhou Yongan suddenly understood, and he was wondering why he couldn't remember that he had a wife at all. It turned out that he had never even proposed to someone.

He couldn't help but ask, "Did you propose to me?"

Li Qingwen shook his head: "No."

Zhou Yongan caught a flash of disappointment in her eyes.

The VIP ward was very quiet. Zhou Yongan handed her the flowers and asked her, "Will you marry me?"

Zhou Yongan saw Li Qingwen's hesitation. Although she accepted the flowers, the bright sadness in her eyes was real.

Zhou Yongan stood up, took Li Qingwen's hand, and pushed the ring onto her left ring finger.

He held out his hand, motioning for her to complete the process.

Li Qingwen opened the small square box, took out the ring, and played his game.

"Are we having a disagreement?" Zhou Yongan held her icy little hand.

Li Qingwen gently pulled his hand out and sighed deeply: "Yes."