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Fu Haitang frowned and looked at Song Weiyu hiding obediently in his arms.

The eyes that used to be cunning and charming now had a bit of innocence and were still looking at him curiously. "Mr. Fu, hello."

Fu Haitang's eyes flashed with a sharp question, "Han Guanshan, what did you do to her?"

Han Guanshan smiled disdainfully, "What can I do to my own wife? It's just that she had a car accident some time ago and lost her memory."

The man paused for a few seconds and his face darkened.

Amnesia.

She actually lost her memory.

Song Weiyu looked at the man who had smiled at her very gently in the last second, and now became imposing and terrifying, and asked in confusion, "Mr. Fu, did we know each other before?"

"More than knowing each other." Fu Haitang looked at her and stretched out his hand again, "Come here, I am you..."

Han Guanshan slowly interrupted, "The doctor said that my wife can't be stimulated after the operation. Mr. Fu should stop talking nonsense. It would be bad if she fainted again."

Fu Haitang looked at her and she looked at him.

The two of them didn't speak, but their eyes seemed to be communicating silently. She saw the slightly red bloodshot in his eyes, and also saw his forbearance.

But who is he?

Song Weiyu was very panicked and unconsciously put his hand on his heart.

Fu Haitang saw her mutilated hand.

His eyes softened immediately, mixed with countless heartache, and his voice was a little light, "Hand, does it still hurt?"

Song Weiyu was a little slow to react, "What did Mr. Fu say? Sorry, I didn't hear it clearly."

She held Han Guanshan's hand awkwardly, her eyes wandering, and her whole body told Fu Haitang that she felt very insecure in this strange world.

Fu Haitang felt like a knife was twisting in his heart, and he looked at Han Guanshan with anger.

If it were a week ago, he would have backed off, would have been cautious, and would have let Han Guanshan take her away.

But it's different now.

"Han Guanshan, your methods are too crude. Anyone in the capital can expose your lie."

Han Guanshan didn't expect that Fu Haitang would confront him today.

After saying that, Fu Haitang smiled at Song Weiyu and stretched out his hand, "Do you want to come with me?"

Song Weiyu shrank into Han Guanshan's arms like a frightened kitten, looking at him warily, "Why should I go with you? I don't know you!"

The way she relied on Han Guanshan hurt the man's eyes.

Fu Haitang calmly pointed at the small fruit fork in her hand and said, "Even if you lose your memory, you can't forget the things you really like in your heart."

She had bought several of these small forks before, and now she still has two at home.

Han Guanshan's face turned cold and he put his arm around her waist and led her away.

Fu Haitang looked at her from behind and called her, "Song Weiyu."

She was in Han Guanshan's arms, but she couldn't help turning her head to look at him. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "The wintersweet is about to bloom."

Wintersweet? She wanted to ask what kind of wintersweet it was. She had never seen any in the capital during her journey.

However, Han Guanshan's pace was faster and he disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

When paying the bill, the clerk attentively helped her pack the fruit. "Madam, are you here to buy this fruit fork again? Did you lose yours at home again?"

Song Weiyu stared at the small fruit fork and remembered what Fu Haitang said just now: Even if you lose your memory, you will never forget the things you truly love in your heart.

He turned to look at Han Guanshan, "Han Guanshan, who is that Mr. Fu?"

Han Guanshan's eyes dodged for a moment, "In the business world, the relationship is not very good."

"But he seems to know me, and he's telling lies. Are you hiding something from me?"

"Because he pursued you before, and he hasn't given up yet, trying to sow discord between us."

Song Weiyu suddenly widened his eyes and blinked, "Oh, so that's it..."

After leaving the store, Han Guanshan wanted to take her home directly, but she refused, "I haven't even started shopping yet, why are you in such a hurry to go back?"

Because I was afraid of meeting acquaintances again.

The original purpose of bringing her out for a walk was to coax her to go abroad. As long as she went abroad and never came back, no one would be able to expose his lie.

The woman pursed her lips and looked at him coquettishly, with the words "please" almost written on her face.

Han Guanshan still loved her, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Call me husband and I'll take you on a stroll."

She twirled her fingers and blinked her eyelashes, rehearsing it several times in her mind, but every time she came to her mouth, she couldn't make any sound.