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

Mu Tiantian returned to the sofa and looked at Fu Zhengting sitting there. Some images flashed through her mind again.

She went to see Fu Zhengting that time in the private room.

Fu Zhengting sat on the sofa in a suit and tie, exuding an aura of asceticism.

At this moment, Fu Zhengting was wearing a bathrobe, the belt of which was tied a little loosely. The neckline was already low, and Fu Zhengting was sitting with his legs spread apart, not crossed.

Unlike when he wears a suit, Fu Zhengting looks sexy and dangerous.

She was a little smitten.

I can't help but wonder if her close relationship with Fu Zhengting would help him regain his memory more quickly.

Thinking about it this way, I was already itching to try it.

She took one step forward, then another.

She originally wanted to sit on Fu Zhengting's lap, but when she met his unfamiliar gaze, she lost her nerve.

She then sat next to Fu Zhengting.

They were very close together.

Whenever I get close to Fu Zhengting, I feel a sense of security and reliability.

Fu Zhengting glanced sideways at the woman who was like a piece of chewing gum, and frowned slightly.

But deep down he was enjoying it.

It was unfamiliar to me mentally, but very familiar to me physically.

This feeling is wonderful and unique.

When people are quiet and don't speak, the atmosphere becomes very ambiguous.

But he didn't know what to say, so he waited for Mu Tiantian to speak.

Mu Tiantian spoke up, "Ah Shen, what have you been doing every day for the past two weeks?"

"Sleep, drink porridge, drink porridge, sleep," Fu Zhengting replied truthfully.

His shoulders ached from lying down, and if he continued to lie down, his limbs would atrophy.

Mu Tiantian covered her mouth and laughed when she saw the utterly hopeless expression on Fu Zhengting's face as he spoke.

"Me too, I sleep all day long, and my head is starting to hurt."

Fu Zhengting was somewhat surprised and looked Mu Tiantian up and down. "Are you sick?"

It looks even better up close.

Light yellow is such a beautiful color to wear.

The knitted dress fabric looks soft and clings to the skin. The woman also has a scarf around her neck, and her black hair is casually tied into a small bun, giving her an artistic and carefree look.

"I had a high fever for three days and three nights. My head was foggy and I was having all sorts of strange dreams." Mu Tiantian recalled the uncomfortable feeling of being torn between ice and fire and couldn't help but raise her hand to press her head.

Fu Zhengting asked, puzzled, "Why did the fever get so high?"

Mu Tiantian told Fu Zhengting about the little girl who died from a nosebleed.

Fu Zhengting felt a little sad after hearing this.

The poor little girl left this world at such a young age.

"Ah Shen, do you know? When you were lying in the ICU, every time I closed my eyes, I saw you turn into a wisp of smoke. I was so scared..." Mu Tiantian said, her emotions rising, and she excitedly hugged Fu Zhengting's arm. "Thank goodness you woke up. It really is true that good people are rewarded. I am so grateful."

Fu Zhengting was moved once again as he watched Mu Tiantian cling to his arm.

He felt what it was like to be cared for.

"Those who survive a great calamity are bound to have good fortune. Ah Shen will definitely live to be a hundred years old." Mu Tiantian leaned her head on Fu Zhengting's shoulder.

A way of acting cute that shows dependence.

Fu Zhengting's joy deepened.

"I'd be happy to live to 88," Mu Tiantian said, looking up at the man with a smile.

Fu Zhengting, not understanding, asked, "Why 88 years old?"

"Because you are 12 years older than me, I don't want you to go before me, I want us to go together!" Whenever the heavy topic of life and death is mentioned, a sense of fear wells up in Mu Tiantian's heart.

During the two weeks she was bedridden, one question kept coming to mind.

When a person dies and stops breathing, they become completely unaware of the world, and from then on, the world ceases to exist for them.

The thought of that feeling is terrifying.

Looking at the moon outside the window at night, I can't help but wonder if the little girl is in heaven.

Fu Zhengting was deeply moved once again.

A woman's casual remark always manages to touch him.

Looking at the woman's cherry-like lips, he felt an urge to kiss them.

However, due to unfamiliarity, no action was taken.

Mu Tiantian didn't want to continue this heavy topic. She had finally gotten the chance to come see Ashen, so she wanted to talk about something happy.

Afraid that Fu Zhengting would get cold, she took off the scarf around her neck and wrapped it around his neck.

The scarf had just been taken off, still retaining her warmth, and Fu Zhengting felt his neck warm up instantly.

"Ah Shen, are you cold?" Mu Tiantian lifted Fu Zhengting's hand and touched it; it was a little cold.

As soon as she took off the scarf, she felt a chill.

Before leaving the house, her biological mother was going to get her a coat, but her biological father gave her a wink.

She probably wanted to create an opportunity for Ling Jieyu; when she got cold at night due to the strong wind, Ling Jieyu would take off his suit jacket and let her wear it.

Thinking of Ling Jieyu gave her a headache.

I wonder if that guy will come after her and forcibly take her back.

She's been here for about half an hour; if Ling Jieyu is catching up, she should be arriving soon.

She glanced cautiously at the closed door.

Fu Zhengting noticed Mu Tiantian's action.

"What are you looking at?"

Mu Tiantian rolled her eyes and suddenly thought of an interesting idea. She wondered if it could stimulate Fu Zhengting to regain his memory.

"You have no idea how difficult it was for me to come see you, given the marriage arranged by my father."

After speaking, she stared intently at Fu Zhengting's expression.

Fu Zhengting frowned!

Fu Zhengting took off the scarf and wrapped it around Mu Tiantian's neck, looking into her bright, sparkling eyes, and asked, "Do you want to marry him?"

Mu Tiantian felt warm again, but she was still worried that Fu Zhengting would be cold. Since the scarf was long enough, she simply wrapped it around Fu Zhengting's neck together. They couldn't wrap it completely, but they managed to wrap it around his neck once.

She grabbed Fu Zhengting's hand again, raised it, and breathed on it to warm it. "Of course I don't want to! The only person I want to marry is you!"

Fu Zhengting recalled the scene he saw when he woke up in the ICU that day, and combined it with what he learned from Uncle Zhong, he seriously asked Mu Tiantian a question, "If your parents always disagree, and I can never remember you, will you still insist on marrying me?"

Mu Tiantian nodded heavily without hesitation.

"It will be very, very difficult to persuade my parents. I get scared every time I think about the grudges and conflicts between our two families, but I have never thought of giving up on you."

Overwhelmed with emotion, Mu Tiantian couldn't help but express her loyalty again.

There's only one possibility that would make me give you up!

She deliberately spoke mysteriously.

"What's possible?" Fu Zhengting's curiosity was successfully piqued.

Mu Tiantian tilted her head up and whispered in the man's ear, "Unless you cheat on me and fall in love with another woman."

Fu Zhengting frowned again.

People who cheat, regardless of gender, are disgusting.

He utterly despised such people and would never allow himself to become someone he despised.

Before he could retort, Mu Tiantian spoke up first, "Ah Shen, I know you wouldn't make such a fundamental mistake as cheating."

Fu Zhengting was moved and asked, "Why do you trust me so much?"