There was something that Shen Jia Nian didn't quite understand. Fu Jichen said that he had made a deal with her, and he helped her get back the Ling Yue Group.
Lingyue Group is Shen's company. Pei Che told her that she filed for bankruptcy after her parents died in a car accident, which was different from what Fu Jichen said.
But Shen Jianian did not interrupt him and asked in his heart: "What happened next?"
Fu Jichen couldn't speak any more, and the room fell into a brief silence.
Shen Jianian thought he didn't hear what she just said, so she cleared her throat and asked again: "What happened next?"
"Later, my family arranged a marriage for me, but I didn't agree. My mother asked you to meet me without telling everyone. No one knows what you talked about, but I can probably guess that it was nothing more than coercion and inducement. , let you leave me. If I just promise you benefits, you will not leave me. I think she will threaten you with the people you care about." Fu Jichen stood up, walked to the bed, and put the table on the bedside table He gave her a water glass. The boiled water he poured before was no longer so hot. "This is what I regret most, not protecting you. Pei Che is right. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had an accident."
He sent Zheng Yi to protect her, but he never thought that there is a word in this world called "a hundred secrets and a sparseness".
He knew clearly what kind of person Wei Ronghua was, but he still didn't guard against it and gave her the opportunity to meet Shen Jianian secretly.
"While I was on a business trip to Switzerland, you arranged everything - you personally carved a handpiece for me as a souvenir, and attached a piece of paper to wish me and Xu's daughter a perfect match. You sent it to Yan Qiusheng I wrote a letter, said goodbye to Bai Changxia, deceived the guard of Yunding Palace, and left Beicheng alone for Jiangcheng, where I had a car accident."
Shen Jianian held the water cup, and the warmth spread to his palms, but his fingertips were cold, and this coolness spread to his heart.
Didn't she go on a trip with her parents when she had a car accident in Jiangcheng?
How could he be forced to leave by the Fu family's mistress?
How did her parents die?
Was Fu Jichen lying to her, or was Pei Che lying to her?
Shen Jianian suddenly didn't know who to believe. She felt that the world she was in was upside down and chaotic. She was at a loss, like a character living in a virtual game, being arranged various plots, like walking in the vast snow, Can't tell the right way.
Fu Jichen understood her feelings. She might not be able to accept them for a while, and what happened between them was far more than could be explained in just a few sentences. He wanted to let her understand the general outline first, and then tell her slowly in the future. If she wanted to know.
Shen Jia Nian took a sip of water, his eyes were a little vacant, and he felt as if his soul was out of body, and he accidentally choked.
Fu Jichen pulled out a tissue to wipe the water stains on her lips, and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. Don't embarrass yourself too much. Only when you feel comfortable can you recover from illness. You are still alive, and we have a future. At least I told you this, You should understand that we are not unrelated. We were in love, and I still love you."
It's just that she doesn't love him anymore.
Don't blame her, she lost her memory and doesn't remember him.
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Dinner was cooked by the chef. Cheng Jin had promised in advance to cook some light patient meals. After it was ready, she would carry it upstairs.
Shen Jia Nian is still injecting the vial, and the second vial is still a little unfinished. It will take another 20 minutes to remove the needle. Fu Jichen stayed in the room and never left. During this period, he took two business calls and did not avoid Shen Jia Nian.
Cheng Jin knocked on the door and came in after receiving permission. He looked at the infusion bottle and saw that there was not much left: "Should we finish the infusion before eating, or should we move the infusion pole to the table?"
The infusion stand is a floor-standing hanger with rollers, which is easy to move.
Shen Jia Nian had no appetite now and was about to say she would eat later. Before she could say anything, Fu Jichen took the bowl from Cheng Jin and sat by the bed.
So, Shen Jia Nian's phrase "I'll eat it later" became: "I'll do it myself."
"How can you eat by yourself with a needle stuck in your right hand?" Fu Jichen did not give her the bowl.
"I got out of bed and went to the table to eat. It doesn't matter if I hold the spoon in my left hand." Shen Jianian just didn't want him to feed her and found various reasons to refuse. "How can anyone eat in bed?"
Fu Jichen was stunned for a moment, then raised his thin lips slightly, revealing his first unhindered smile in a long time.
Shen Jianian rolled her eyes. This man looked completely different when he smiled than when he had a cold face, but she felt baffled: "Why are you laughing?"
Was what she said that funny?
The smile on Fu Jichen's lips did not fade: "Others say this is credible, but you are not convincing at all. You ate in bed more than once, and cookie crumbs were scattered all over the sheets."
Shen Jia Nian pursed her lips, suspecting that he was slandering. She didn't remember this happening...
That's right, she had forgotten the past anyway, so she didn't just let him talk nonsense about the truth, and she had no evidence to prove that he was making it up.
"Don't believe it?" Fu Jichen raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his chin, and pointed at Cheng Jin, "If you don't believe it, ask Aunt Cheng. A box of cookies can be eaten in a few days on the bedside table."
Cheng Jin smiled at the person on the bed.
No matter whether the person in front of me is Miss Jianian or not, at least she can make her husband happy, which is more important than anything else.
Fu Jichen held the handle of the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl. The white heat spread out. He scooped up a spoonful, paused for a few seconds, and waited until it was not hot before feeding it to her mouth: "Eat it."
Shen Jia Nian tilted his head: "I have no appetite."
"I know you are sick and have no taste in your mouth. I won't force you to finish a bowl. Just take a few mouthfuls to cushion your stomach. Otherwise, you will feel uncomfortable after the transfusion." Fu Jichen touched her lower lip with a spoon and said, "Eat."
Shen Jianian frowned, feeling extremely awkward. She was really not used to a strange man treating her like this. Every pore on her body was repelling him.
Cheng Jin felt that staying here was a bit unnecessary, so she said hello to Fu Jichen: "I'll go down and get busy first." After thinking about it, she said with extra concern, "Don't forget to eat, you haven't eaten anything all day. , even my iron-clad body can’t bear it.”
In the morning, the husband only asked her to cook a breakfast for the young lady, without caring about himself. He made a meal at noon, but he seemed to be in a bad mood and did not eat it. If you don't eat at night, how can your body bear it?
After speaking, Cheng Jin sighed slightly and left the room.
Hearing this, Shen Jia Nian glanced at Fu Jichen. He hadn't eaten anything all day?
Fu Jichen fed her a spoonful of porridge, but she didn't open her mouth. He was like coaxing a child: "Take another bite."
Shen Jia Nian endured the next bite.
After eating a few bites in a row, she couldn't eat anymore and turned her face to the window. Fu Jichen kept his word and didn't force her to eat anymore. He ate half of the bowl of porridge after three times, five times, five times and two times.
Noticing that the potion in the hanging bottle was almost finished, Fu Jichen took out his mobile phone and dialed the landline in the living room downstairs, asking Dr. Zhao's assistant to come up.
The person came over quickly, pulled out Shen Jia Nian's needle, and said, "I still have to infuse tomorrow. Do you think it's more convenient in the morning or in the afternoon? I can do it alone."
Fu Jichen answered for Shen Jianian: "In the afternoon."
The assistant nodded, indicating that he understood, without saying much, turned around and left.
Fu Jichen checked the temperature of the air conditioner one last time and told Shen Jia Nian: "Get a good rest, cover yourself with a quilt, and don't turn the air conditioner too low. I'll come over to accompany you after dinner."
Not expecting her to respond, Fu Jichen left the room after explaining, closing the door without locking it.
Shen Jia Nian got off the bed and went to the bathroom. She wanted to take a shower before lying down. She had sweated a lot and was sticky and uncomfortable, but she had no clothes to change.
After coming out of the bathroom, Shen Jia Nian hesitated for a long time and turned to the cloakroom.
She didn't fully trust Fu Jichen, because there were many things he said that made her doubtful, but one thing she could be sure of was that he had no ill intentions towards her. She just went to get some clothes from his cloakroom, so it shouldn't be a big problem. After all, he even gave her his personal mobile phone directly.
Shen Jianian saw a lot of women's clothing in the wardrobe, which was available all year round. There were several storage boxes underneath. When he opened it, he saw that the intimate clothes were neatly placed.
The nanny aunt said that Miss Jia Nian once slept in this room, so all the clothes in the closet belong to her?
After a quick glance, it was indeed her dressing style, which was light-colored and simple in style.
Shen Jianian took out a set of pajamas and accidentally knocked off a spring white jacket next to it. She bent down to pick it up, and a folded paper fell out of her pocket.
Maybe it was worn once before but was never washed, so it was always in the pocket. She has encountered such a situation. She occasionally takes out movie tickets, shopping receipts, or other small items from a long time ago from her pocket.
Shen Jianian picked up the piece of paper and unfolded it, as if it was a piece cut from a newspaper.
