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

The moment his gaze swept over her, it was like a sharp arrow shooting towards her. Anan was startled and almost dropped her phone.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and managed to grab the opportunity in time.

He took a deep breath, still shaken.

Meeting Fu Zhengting's sharp and insightful gaze, she put on a big smile to hide her guilty conscience.

Even though the boss has amnesia, his aura is still powerful.

This time, Fu Zhengting didn't bother questioning him; he simply ordered, "Give me the phone!"

Anan asked knowingly, "Brother Shen, what do you need my phone for?"

Fu Zhengting's tone became a little impatient, "Just give it to me."

Anan generously took a picture of Fu Zhengting's displeased reaction and sent it to Mu Tiantian again.

Fu Zhengting's gaze sharpened further. "You're filming again?"

Ah Nan straightened his back and said matter-of-factly, "Of course I have to take lots of pictures for Boss Tian to see."

He handed his phone to Fu Zhengting to show him his chat history with Mu Tiantian.

"Sweetie's boss lady definitely wants to know how things are going on your end, so I need to give her more updates."

Fu Zhengting's face immediately darkened when he saw the video on the page.

He picked up the phone and opened it to take a look.

Sure enough, they had filmed the scene of him having his lower body wiped by Uncle Zhong, and even deliberately pointed it at an awkward spot.

This guy is so malicious!

He suddenly looked up, letting Anan understand his meaning in his eyes.

Ah Nan smiled knowingly, "Brother Shen, I'm doing this for Boss Tian's sake; she'll definitely love watching it..."

Fu Zhengting, "..."

Uncle Zhong was speechless.

Uncle Zhong felt he needed to teach Anan a lesson. He slapped Anan on the head and said, "Anan, don't think about Tiantian with your filthy thoughts."

Anan scratched his head, looking a little aggrieved. "I was just telling the truth."

Fu Zhengting tried to undo the action, but after two minutes, he could no longer do so.

With a dark expression, he shoved the phone into Anan's hand and ordered, "I don't care what method you use, delete this video."

Ah Nan chuckled, "Brother Shen, there's only one way: block Mu Tiantian. But I'm too embarrassed to block the boss's wife for no reason."

After scolding Anan, Uncle Zhong began to speak up for her, "Ah Shen, it's already done, so let it go. Consider it a way to ease Tian Tian's longing."

Anan nodded in complete agreement.

Fu Zhengting looked at Uncle Zhong and asked seriously, "Where is Mu Tiantian now?"

Uncle Zhong answered truthfully, "At the Qin family in the East City."

Then he emphasized, "It only takes a little over an hour to get to Dongcheng from here."

Qin Dongyang doesn't allow Tian Tian to visit Ashen, but Ashen can visit Tian Tian.

Once Ah Shen's injuries have healed enough to be discharged from the hospital, he can take Ah Shen back to the Fu family to recuperate.

The Fu family originally lived in the eastern part of the city.

If we're in the same city, it'll be easy to meet up.

Fu Zhengting remained silent, but he still had many questions.

I wanted to ask all sorts of questions, but I also felt that asking them wouldn't be of any use since I couldn't remember anything about Mu Tiantian.

A gust of wind blew in through the window, and Uncle Zhong shivered from the cold. He glanced at the weather forecast on his phone; it was already 14 degrees Celsius.

He was worried that Fu Zhengting would get cold, so he went and completely closed the slightly open window.

Back at the bedside, seeing that Fu Zhengting still looked thoughtful, she advised, "Ah Shen, I know you're curious about everything around you right now, but we can't rush it. Focus on recovering first, and we can slowly look back at your memories later."

As he spoke, he helped Fu Zhengting lie down.

She touched the blanket; it wasn't thin, but it wasn't very thick either. She asked Fu Zhengting, "Is this blanket cold?"

Fu Zhengting looked at Uncle Zhong with a gentler gaze. "I'm not cold."

My heart feels warm.

"It's good that you're not cold. Then go to sleep. We can talk about it during the day."

He pulled up a chair and sat down, feeling uneasy about Ah Nan staying with him, worried that Fu Zhengting might suddenly develop a high fever or something. He thought it would be safer to stay by the bedside.

Fu Zhengting glanced at the white hair by Uncle Zhong's ear and couldn't bear to see Uncle Zhong, at his age, still taking care of him like this.

It's cold, and even young people can't stand being by someone's bedside like this, let alone the elderly.

Sitting for too long will cause your back to hurt a lot.

"Go to bed and sleep. I don't need you to stay with me."

Uncle Zhong felt a warmth in his heart. Even if Ah Shen didn't remember him, he would still feel sorry for this old man.

"I'll ring the bell if I have any questions." Fu Zhengting looked up at the bell on the bedside table.

Anan couldn't bear to see Uncle Zhong stay by his side; it was much more comfortable to sleep in bed on a cold day.

He helped Uncle Zhong up. "Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, there won't be any problems. I'm a light sleeper, so I'll wake up immediately if there's any noise."

Uncle Zhong pulled the blanket up tighter to cover Fu Zhengting completely, and only after making sure there were no problems did he turn off the light and go to bed with Anan.

The ward fell completely silent.

Fu Zhengting was not sleepy and stared at the air with his eyes open.

His mind was now filled with questions about Mu Tiantian.

He fell asleep just as dawn was breaking.

Over at Mu Tiantian's place.

She also fell asleep without realizing it last night.

The hospital bed made her very uncomfortable, and with Fu Zhengting on her mind, she couldn't relax and fall asleep.

She woke up as soon as it was light and felt a chill.

She rubbed her sore eyes, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, feeling somewhat dazed.

Her shifting gaze fell upon Ling Jieyu beside the hospital bed.

Ling Jieyu fell asleep in a chair with his arms crossed.

Mu Tiantian was a little shocked that she could fall asleep sitting like that.

Even when sleeping sitting up, Ling Jieyu maintained an elegant demeanor.

He pulled the chair back a short distance, making his long legs appear even longer.

His gaze moved upwards and landed on Ling Jieyu's face.

Perhaps due to staying up late, Ling Jieyu had even more stubble around his lips.

He put his suit back on, but the top two buttons of his shirt were still undone.

Perhaps it's because of his personality, or perhaps it's because of his clothing, but Ling Jieyu exudes a carefree and relaxed vibe.

This relaxed look added to the charm of his already striking features.

Handsome guys are definitely pleasing to the eye.

But in her heart, he could never compare to Fu Zhengting.

A man who is devoted and loyal is the most attractive.

She picked up her phone to check the time and saw a WeChat message. She opened it and was surprised to find that it was from Uncle Zhong and Anan.

Let's look at what Uncle Zhong posted first.

Fu Zhengting's tone when he asked Anan to scratch his back in the video was so cute!

She watched it with a fangirl smile.

After watching it, I couldn't help but kiss the screen.

How can someone be so cute?

Even Uncle Zhong was charmed by her cuteness.

No wonder Uncle Zhong said she was incredibly cute.

She was so engrossed in watching that she didn't even notice when Ling Jieyu woke up.

Ling Jieyu twisted his stiff neck. He knew without even looking at Mu Tiantian's phone that it must be about Fu Zhengting.

The first thing Xia Guiying did after waking up was to come to this ward to see Mu Tiantian.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Mu Tiantian smiling like that.

She was curious about what her daughter had seen that made her laugh so happily, so she slowly walked over.

Mu Tiantian didn't even notice when she was almost at the bedside.

Xia Guiying stopped beside Ling Jieyu and finally saw clearly what Mu Tiantian was looking at, her expression changing instantly.