The CEO's Wife and First Love

"How did you meet this prince?" Lizhen moved a stool and sat down.

Seeing Lizhen return to the room, a hint of vigilance flashed in the girl's eyes.

She immediately stood up, walked quickly to the bed and sat down, leaning forward slightly, holding the edge of the bed tightly with both hands.

Her eyes were fixed on Lizhen, as if warning her not to get close to the bed.

The girl's movements seemed a little nervous and uneasy, and she seemed to be wary of Lizhen.

She sat there, her body tense, like a frightened deer, always ready for possible danger.

Her expression was serious and firm, revealing a protective attitude, as if she was guarding the person on the bed from any threat.

Lizhen felt the girl's hostility, but she did not back down.

She stood there quietly, looking into the girl's eyes, trying to convey her kindness and sincerity.

However, the girl remained unmoved and remained vigilant, not relaxing her guard against Lizhen at all.

Seeing her being so cautious, Lizhen thought that this girl must have extremely deep feelings for Hongliang, and an indescribable pain surged in her heart.

Her husband is now deeply loved by another woman, and she cannot get close to him. The woman is even wary of her, as if Hongliang is her husband.

How she longed to rush up to him and confide her endless longing and concern for him over the past three years. Especially at this moment, seeing him lying there, uncertain whether he was dead or alive, her heart was broken.

She looked at Lizhen and seemed reluctant to speak. She rolled her eyes, which were as deep as pools, as if to say, "Can I trust you?"

Lizhen seemed to see the concerns in her heart. She moved the stool closer to her. Lizhen reached out to pull her hand, but she pulled her hand back and looked at Lizhen in a daze.

Li Zhen felt helpless when she saw her guarding against herself, but she still smiled gently and took the initiative to chat with her: "Sister, don't be so nervous, I won't hurt you.

"Come on, tell sister, what's your name? Can you tell sister?" Her tone was soft and kind, trying to make the other person let down his guard.

"Sister, thank you for saving this brother. We can't thank you enough." Lizhen smiled and spoke to her softly.

The girl blinked her lively eyes, slowly let down her guard, and looked at Lizhen.

"My name is A-Mei, and this brother was picked up by my father from under a cliff when he was collecting herbs.

At that time, my father saw him unconscious at the bottom of the cliff, and asked people to carry him back home, where he slowly woke up. His leg was broken at that time, and it was my father, the doctor, who treated him. He recuperated at my home, and it took him half a year to recover." Ah Mei's eyes were red when she said this.

"Later we asked him where he was from, and he said he didn't know where he was from. We also asked him his name, but he didn't know either. It turned out that he was frustrated. My father saw that he was an honest person, so he stayed with us to recover. When he recovered his memory, we would send him home."

"But I never expected that last year my father fell while chasing a wild boar and later fell ill. Before he died, my father pulled my brother and me in front of him and told him to hand me over to him and marry me as his wife. He agreed in front of my father. Seeing that my brother was handsome and honest, I also agreed." She turned her watery eyes to look at Lizhen's reaction.

"Apart from forgetting the past, my brother has a very flexible mind and can learn anything once taught. His strength is just not that great. He's not even as strong as mine," Ah Mei said with relish, but she didn't take Li Zhen's reaction into consideration.

Damn it, my husband is the chairman of a company. He doesn't use his brain very well, but he can create hundreds of billions for the company. He is not very strong and he doesn't do physical work, but he makes a living with his brain. After listening to A Mei's words, Lizhen looked embarrassed.

"Sister, you take brother to get treatment, do you keep your word?" Ah Mei kept staring at Lizhen's eyes to see how Lizhen would react. Humph, brother can't remember anything about his past now. When he gets better, he will definitely come back with me.

Lizhen also thought that Hongliang couldn't remember the original things and he didn't want to recognize us, what should we do? But Lizhen thought that she shouldn't worry about so many things now. She should let him wake up first. Maybe he can recover his memory?

But I still have to calm Amei down first. What if she doesn't let us take Hongliang away? Well, I'd better agree to Amei first.

"Yes, Mei, I promise you, if brother says he is willing to come back with you, we will never break our promise," Lizhen patted her chest and promised Mei.

"Okay, but I want to stay with my brother every day there. Don't let me leave," A Mei said firmly.

"Okay." Lizhen's heart was bleeding. You want to accompany my husband everywhere, but I, his original wife, can't do anything about it. Well, let's do as you say. When we put him in ACL in the hospital, none of us can go in. Let's see how you can accompany him.

What made Lizhen even more angry was that she touched Hongliang's face in front of Lizhen, then took Lizhen's hand and kissed her, and then slept with her head on Hongliang's hand. She completely ignored the fact that Lizhen was still beside her and treated Lizhen as air.

Lizhen had no choice but to endure it and wait until tomorrow when we take the person away. "I will never let you get close to my husband again."

The waiting time was particularly long, so Lizhen had to take advantage of the fact that Amei was asleep. She turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone and quietly approached the bed to see Hongliang.

She was crying as she watched. Although Hongliang still had clear facial contours and delicate features, his face looked very haggard, as if he had experienced a great ordeal.

His iconic thick beard has become longer and messier, like a mark forgotten by time.

His complexion became dark, as if he had been exposed to the sun for a long time, causing him to lose his once fair skin.

He had lost a lot of weight, and the clothes that once fit him now hung loosely on his body, which made people feel pity for him.

The image of the once handsome, elegant, confident and domineering president is now gone, replaced by a man who seems to have walked out of a ravine, desolate and lonely.

Husband, what on earth have you been through in the past three years that has destroyed you to such a state of desolation? It makes me feel so sad to see you like this.

Do you know how I have been through these three years?

My longing for you is as surging as the tide, and I am immersed in it every day and night and cannot extricate myself.

Whenever night falls and everything is quiet, I lie on my bed, my heart filled with deep longing for you. Tears involuntarily fall from the corners of my eyes, soaking the pillow, as if only this can slightly alleviate the pain and longing deep in my heart.

Honey, can you wake up? When you wake up, can you remember me? You won't let me down!