Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Fu Zhengting looked at Anan and asked the question that had been bothering him, "Was the woman who was taken away from the ICU someone I loved?"

Anan nodded.

Uncle Zhong was worried that Fu Zhengting would get tired from standing for a long time, so he suggested, "Ah Shen, let's go out for some porridge, and I'll talk to you slowly."

He and Anan helped Fu Zhengting out.

Wen Kerou had already opened the thermos and ladled out a bowl of porridge, letting it cool.

Seeing that the porridge was still a bit hot and inconvenient for Fu Zhengting to drink, she took advantage of Fu Zhengting going to the restroom to scoop some out.

Uncle Zhong, not wanting to trouble Wen Kerou, helped Fu Zhengting to sit down on the hospital bed, took the porridge from Wen Kerou's hand, and said, "Miss Wen, let me do it!"

He noticed that Wen Kerou's face was noticeably stiff, and added, "You're a patient too, you need to rest."

Wen Kerou forced an awkward smile. "I slept all day and can't fall back asleep."

Fu Zhengting looked at Wen Kerou.

He could tell that this woman was interested in him.

But he was in love with the woman who was taken away.

Wen Kerou noticed that Fu Zhengting was looking at her, and cautiously met his gaze.

They were as unfamiliar as if we had never met before.

If only her leg hadn't been injured, she could have taken care of Fu Zhengting.

However, with Uncle Zhong and Anan by Fu Zhengting's side, the two of them will definitely talk to Fu Zhengting about Mu Tiantian.

Even if Fu Zhengting loses his memory, her chances are still very slim.

She didn't quite understand why Uncle Zhong and Anan were so firmly supportive of Mu Tiantian and Fu Zhengting being together.

Recalling the scene of Mu Tiantian waking her up when the orphanage caught fire, she admitted that Mu Tiantian was a kind person.

What's puzzling is that the two of them were able to accept Mu Tiantian after knowing her for such a short time.

Fu Zhengting looked away and ate the porridge that Uncle Zhong fed him.

The porridge was lukewarm, not scalding, and cooked until very soft and mushy. You could taste the vegetables and meat inside, with the meat in small pieces. It was so easy to drink it straight away.

When you're hungry, anything tastes good.

Uncle Zhong saw how well-behaved Fu Zhengting was while drinking porridge, as if he had returned to his 18-year-old self.

He began to recount the circumstances surrounding Fu Zhengting's car accident and subsequent injuries.

Fu Zhengting never imagined that he had been in a car accident when he was young.

He wasn't very interested in his past right now, interrupting Uncle Zhong, "I want to hear about that woman."

Uncle Zhong chuckled softly, "That woman's name is Tian Tian..."

"Now, her name is Ruohan."

He felt that no amount of talking could compare to watching the videos, since Fu Zhengting had asked him and Anan to investigate so many videos that time.

He gave Anan a look.

Anan was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted. He quickly took out his phone, opened the videos he had investigated, and played them for Fu Zhengting, while explaining what he had found out at the time.

"At first, Mu Tiantian dialed the wrong number, mistaking you for a wealthy man in his fifties. Out of curiosity, you asked Uncle Zhong to pick up Mu Tiantian and meet her at the villa. Unexpectedly, you became lustful towards the young girl at first sight..."

Uncle Zhong gave Anan a slightly amused glare and corrected her, "What do you mean by lust at first sight? It's love at first sight."

Anan grinned mischievously, "It's clearly lust at first sight!"

Fu Zhengting frowned.

Is he that kind of person?

Why do you make him sound like a pervert?!

Anan found Fu Zhengting's reaction incredibly cute and said with a smile, "A wonderful fate unfolded from there. Boss, you've become addicted to sleeping with that young lady ever since..."

Uncle Zhong coughed twice, unable to suppress his laughter, but he held it in and warned Anan with feigned seriousness, "Anan, I think you're not going to make a living like this, talking to the boss like that."

"Well, I'm telling the truth. Only by telling the truth can we help the boss regain his memory sooner." Anan shrugged innocently.

Uncle Zhong thought that what Anan said made sense.

Wen Kerou, who was standing to the side, did not look well.

Although it was heartbreaking to hear, I was just too curious, so even though it hurt, I had to stay and keep listening.

The ward door was not closed. Xiao Hailan, who was in the ward across the hall, woke up and came over to see what was going on. Standing outside the ward door, she listened to Anan's joking words and laughed along.

She admired the warm and fun way Uncle Zhong and Anan interacted with their son.

There's no superior-subordinate relationship; it's more like family.

Afraid of ruining the atmosphere, she stood outside the door watching instead of going in.

She listened intently, also curious about the details of her son's love affair with Tian Tian.

Sweetie had already explained it to her in general terms, but she wanted to know more details.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of porridge, Fu Zhengting felt a warm feeling in his stomach and finally stopped feeling so hungry.

Seeing that Anan was looking at the message and hadn't continued, he urged, "Go on."

After replying to the game tower's message, Anan told the other person that he was busy and didn't have time to play games for the time being. He then continued in a teasing tone, "You old house caught fire as soon as you met that innocent girl, Mu Tiantian. You couldn't resist coming back early to see Mu Tiantian even though you were on a business trip to Hong Kong for a few days..."

When talking about the misunderstanding between the two, he played a video of them looking for small stickers at a lamppost.

After explaining the whole story in detail, they played a video of Mu Tiantian and Jiang Hui hugging and crying, deliberately turning up the volume. "You mistakenly thought that Mu Tiantian approached you with ulterior motives and pretended not to know you, but actually she just accidentally dialed your number by mistake. Her situation at the time was too difficult..."

Even though he couldn't remember Mu Tiantian, Fu Zhengting still felt heartbroken when he heard that crying.

Anyone with a modicum of kindness and empathy would be moved by the tragic scene of the mother and daughter.

Xiao Hailan, who was outside the door, was also deeply distressed by what she heard.

No wonder Jiang Hui and Mu Tiantian have such a good relationship; Tiantian is so filial, she was even willing to sell her kidney back then.

Fortunately, I met my son.

No wonder Jiang Hui loves her son so much.

A life-saving grace should be repaid with boundless gratitude.

Wen Kerou's heart clenched as she listened.

After watching several videos and based on what Anan said, she finally learned about the love between Fu Zhengting and Mu Tiantian.

It was truly amazing and a wonderful coincidence.

Anan recalled the scene of Mu Tiantian being taken away and sighed, "Who would have thought that Mu Tiantian was someone you knew and intended to marry twenty years ago?"

Fu Zhengting's curiosity reached its peak, and he asked urgently, "What exactly is the feud between my family and Mu Tiantian's family?"

It was too noisy outside that day, and he had a headache, so he couldn't hear very clearly.

"This is a long story, it would take three days and three nights to tell." Anan saw that Uncle Zhong had brought mineral water, so he unscrewed a bottle, tilted his head back, and gulped down half of it.

Fu Zhengting pressed on, "I want to hear it too, tell me."

Anan looked at Uncle Zhong with a questioning gaze.

Uncle Zhong didn't really want Anan to say it.

Fu Zhengting knew that those upsetting things affected his mood, which in turn affected his recovery.

He replied, "Ah Shen, we weren't involved, so we don't know the details and it's hard to say."

Fu Zhengting was unhappy.

He hates it when people only tell half the story and leave things unsaid, making them incredibly curious.

If you don't tell him, then he'll investigate and figure it out himself.

He refused to believe he couldn't remember.

He tried to clear his mind and start thinking.

But his brain started to hurt whenever he tried to think. He pressed his hand hard against his temple and cried out, "Ah..."