Yun Ruojin spoke very decisively, leaving no room for error.

Zhuang Chengyuan nodded, "Okay, Ruojin, thank you for your trust. I will definitely give you a clear answer in the future."

The two people were talking, completely unaware that Chu Xijue was hiding behind the decorative building not far away. His eyes were full of shock, astonishment, and disbelief, and his face gradually became more and more gloomy.

His fingers grasped the metal patch on the building and pulled hard.

With a popping sound, drops of donated blood gradually poured out from the palm of his hand.

Yun Ruojin returned to the living room and found that Chu Xijue was not there.

Just as she was about to look for him, a voice came from behind her, "Ruo Jin."

"Xijue." Yun Ruojin walked up, "You..."

She was about to ask him where he was when she suddenly noticed that his palms were bleeding.

Yun Ruojin suddenly said nervously: "Xijue, why is your hand injured?"

Chu Xijue's stunned eyes suddenly became clear, and a smile appeared on his lips, "It's my fault. I was clumsy and broke the vase. I picked it up with my hands and accidentally hurt it."

Yun Ruojin grabbed Chu Xijue's wrist and said, "Xijue, come with me quickly and I'll take care of it for you."

She didn't care to blame him, and hurriedly pulled him to sit down, then turned around to get him the medicine box.

Chu Xijue stared at Yun Ruojin's anxious and worried look. A trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, but soon, his eyebrows raised a hint of coldness, gloomy, like the cold wind in winter.

After Yun Ruojin came back, she had a medicine box in her hand. She skillfully applied medicine, disinfected and bandaged Chu Xijue's wounds.

Staring at the woman close at hand, Chu Xijue let out a sigh that was difficult to catch.

Why is it like this?

He would rather Ruojin betrayed him and become pregnant with someone else's child than this.

Because she betrayed him, at any rate, he had a reason to ask her to make amends.

But... they actually had a fake marriage.

Just because he lost his memory, he forgot this.

She actually told others so decisively that she would divorce him one day.

It turns out that the woman he loved deeply, the marriage he believed in, and the lover he relied on were all fake, and all his feelings were a pitiful joke.

No, it's not pitiful, it's funny. This is the funniest thing in the world. He is a clown, and everyone looks at him as if he is a wretch, cooperating with his acting.

Even his most beloved woman is like this.

Chu Xijue, you are so ridiculous, they all regard you as a pitiful person, and you are so stupid that you don't know.

Yun Ruojin bandaged the wound on Chu Xijue's hand with great care every time. She let go of Chu Xijue's hand, raised her head and asked, "Xijue, how are you? Does it still hurt?"

Chu Xijue came back to his senses and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore. I'm sorry. It was my clumsiness."

"Why are you apologizing to me? You definitely didn't mean it. I won't blame you or anything."

"But you're worried about me, and it's my fault for making you worry."

Seeing Chu Xijue's humble and cautious look, Yun Ruojin sighed softly, "Xijue, you don't have to be so careful with me. You don't have to always apologize to me. You didn't do anything wrong."

Chu Xijue smiled slightly, "But..."

Chu Xijue only said these two words and then stopped.

Yun Ruojin asked doubtfully: "But what."

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