Seeing that it was a stranger, Old Lady Yuan turned her head again, holding a freshly picked rose in her hand, picking petals while muttering, "Lingling comes to see me, Lingling doesn't come to see me, Lingling comes to see me, Lingling doesn't come to see me..."

Halfway through her speech, the stranger stopped in front of her. She looked up in confusion, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is who you are." The strange man looked quite good, but for some reason he made Old Lady Yuan a little scared.

"Who am I?" She was confused for a moment. Yes, who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

"You see, you are just too old and too sick, so you don't even recognize yourself." The strange man bent down and looked at her with a serious look.

"I'm sick? What's wrong?" Old Mrs. Yuan was a little dazed. She shrank back in fright when he suddenly approached her. The rose in her hand fell to the ground and was crushed to pieces by the man's foot.

"You have a terminal illness, your brain is broken, and you can't even recognize the wrong person." The strange man got closer and closer, "You just said Lingling, do you know who Lingling is?"

Hearing Jiang Ling's name, Mrs. Yuan's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and her voice became a little more cheerful, "I know who Lingling is. She is my daughter-in-law, and she is very good to me!"

"She treats you well? What a joke!" The strange man suddenly reached out and grabbed Mrs. Yuan's chin, forcing her to look at him. "I'll tell you the truth. Jiang Ling is married, but she is someone else's daughter-in-law, not yours."

"You, you are talking nonsense, it's impossible! Lingling is my daughter-in-law, she also admits it!" Old Mrs. Yuan's chin was pinched, her face changed in pain, she struggled and shouted.

"Of course she admitted it. In order to get close to Yuan Yekuo, what was there for her not to admit? She just wanted to use your relationship to get close to the Yuan family. You, a fool, still happily thought that she was really your daughter-in-law. She is a liar! Liar!" The strange man growled in her ear.

The roar shook the whole body, and Mrs. Yuan's struggling body suddenly stopped. Her old eyes were full of confusion. "She, she is a liar? She lied to me? She is not my daughter-in-law?"

She gave up struggling and kept muttering to herself until two lines of tears fell, and she suddenly broke down and cried.

The strange man shook her chin away, stood up and looked at her, a sinister look flashed across his masked face.

……

When Yuan Yekuo received the call from his housekeeper, he was at the airport, preparing to fly back to Beijing, where there was a pile of work waiting for him to deal with.

"Mrs. Yuan has suddenly been admitted to the intensive care unit." The housekeeper on the other end was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Didn't he go to the hospital to rest? Why was he suddenly sent to the intensive care unit?" Yuan Yekuo frowned, turned around and walked back immediately while preparing to board the plane.

Xiao Ye hurriedly caught up, asking the driver to pick up the people while changing the boss's itinerary.

When he hung up the phone, the driver was already waiting outside the airport. Yuan Yekuo got in the car, his thin lips tightly pursed.

Xiao Ye put the luggage back and told the driver to drive to the hospital. Seeing his boss like this, he didn't dare to say a word.

When we arrived at the hospital, the dean came out in person, his face full of anxiety, "Mr. Yuan, we don't know what happened. The old lady suddenly passed out. We have sent her to the emergency room. She is no longer in danger and is in the intensive care unit."

Yuan Yekuo was extremely anxious, "Has she met anyone?"

Ever since his mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, her physical condition has been unstable, especially when faced with external stimuli.

The dean shook his head. "Besides the Yuan family, there are only doctors and nurses in the hospital."

As they were talking, they arrived outside the intensive care unit. Yuan Yekuo looked inside through the glass window. Old Mrs. Yuan was lying quietly on the hospital bed with a ventilator on her face. Her face was very pale.

Yuan Yekuo took off his coat, put on protective clothing, and entered the intensive care unit.

Perhaps hearing the noise, Old Mrs. Yuan slowly opened her eyes.

"Mom, you..." Before Yuan Yekuo could finish his sentence, Old Mrs. Yuan had already turned her head away resolutely without even looking at him.

"Mom, I..." Yuan Yekuo stepped forward cautiously and reached out to support his mother.

"Get out of here!" Before his hand even touched the old lady's shoulder, he was slapped away by her. She turned around suddenly, unplugged the ventilator, and said angrily, "What are you doing here? Do you still recognize me as your mother?"

Yuan Yekuo's hand was hurt from being hit, and he was scolded for no reason. He was stunned, "Mom, do you recognize me?"

"What's the point of me recognizing you? You're a useless thing who can't even get a wife! How can I face your father when I die in the future? Wuuuu, I might as well die now!" Old Mrs. Yuan sat on the bed, covering her face and sobbing, as if she would cry forever.

"What, what daughter-in-law? What are you talking about, Mom?" Yuan Yekuo was a little at a loss.

"Now that I've remembered everything, you're still hiding it from me? Lingling isn't your wife at all. You're deliberately trying to fool me, aren't you?" Old Madam Yuan was so angry that she was shaking all over. She pointed at his nose and cursed, "What did you promise your father before he died?"

Yuan Yekuo put his hand on his forehead, looking a little tired.

His father passed away a few years ago, and what he was most worried about was his son's lifelong affairs. He urged him to get married again and again and introduced him to countless blind dates, but he shook his head and refused them all. His father was so angry that he pounded the hospital bed and asked him what kind of woman he wanted to marry. He lowered his eyes and said that the woman he wanted to marry was already married.

My father passed away with regret.

Now that his mother brought it up again, he didn't know how to respond.

"So, you said that the woman you want to marry is Lingling?" After Old Mrs. Yuan's anger subsided, she gradually calmed down. Her mind had been confused for such a long time, but now she suddenly remembered everything. After connecting the past and the present, what else did she not understand?

There was nothing to hide from his mother, so Yuan Yekuo nodded and said, "Yes."

"So you're going to keep doing this? You're not going to get married in this life?"

"She, she's divorced!" Yuan Yekuo touched his nose, stepped forward to put the tilted ventilator back in place, and turned around to hear a sharp explosion from Old Lady Yuan.

"She's divorced?"

"Yes, I just left."

"I do not know how?"

"How dare I tell you!"

Old Madam Yuan glared at him for a long time. Just when Yuan Yekuo thought he was going to be beaten again, he suddenly heard her ask, "Who is her ex-husband? I want to see who my son, such an outstanding man, lost to."

Yuan Yekuo took a deep breath and said, "Actually, I can't really say I lost."

Old Mrs. Yuan snorted coldly, not giving her son any face at all.

"How come someone else married her first if she didn't lose?"

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