She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

This scene seems familiar.

Shen Weicang looked at him: "I told you my name, and you even praised my name."

Xu Chenqing was a little confused: "I...I don't remember."

He apologized, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Shen Weicang said gently, "I can tell you everything that happened and help you remember it."

She added fuel to the fire:

"That night on my way home I saw you lying on the side of the road. You were seriously injured and unconscious. I was afraid you might be in danger, so I took you back to my house. My arms were almost broken from exhaustion."

Shen Weicang's Chinese is not very fluent and she only uses it when communicating with Cen Jing. At this time, when she spoke Chinese to Xu Chenqing, she subconsciously used some body movements.

"Then you woke up once and told me your name was Xu Chenqing. I also told you my Chinese name, Shen Weicang."

"Shen Weicang... Cangcang," Xu Chenqing felt a sense of familiarity, "Your name is so poetic."

Shen Weicang was very happy: "Xu, do you remember? You said the same thing that night!"

Xu Chenqing stared at her in astonishment: "Really? I don't know why this sentence just popped into my mind."

"Of course it's true! Xu, your memory will surely return soon!"

Xu Chenqing looked at her excited expression and smiled gently.

Cen Jing couldn't help it. Whether Xu Chenqing did it intentionally or unintentionally, his hand was holding Cang Cang's just now. When Xu Chenqing interrupted him, Cang Cang let go of his hand and never came back to him.

He reminded coldly: "Mr. Xu, although you have lost your memory, there are still some accounts that need to be settled."

Xu Chenqing looked at him and said, "I don't know what to call this gentleman yet."

Cen Jing choked: "My last name is Cen."

"Oh?" Xu Chenqing raised his lips, "Mr. Cen is also Chinese? What a coincidence."

Before Cen Jing opened his mouth, Shen Weicang said innocently, "Of course, my mother said that all Chinese people are compatriots."

Xu Chenqing felt very pity for her in his heart. Cang Cang was too innocent. When he met Cen Jing for the first time today, he could see the hostility in his bones. This person was definitely not an easy person to get along with.

He wanted to find out his identity as soon as possible and take Cang Cang away from here.

Cen Jing turned around and left the ward. At the door, he took back several bills from someone and handed them to Xu Chenqing:

"Mr. Xu, you have been trying to get close to us. Although we are all compatriots, the cost of saving you is not a small amount."

Xu Chenqing took a glance and immediately looked at Shen Weicang worriedly: "Cangcang, did it cost so much money to save me? I'm sorry, I'm..."

Shen Weicang said tolerantly: "It's okay, Xu, let's wait until your body recovers. Money is a small matter, as long as you are okay."

Although he knew that Cang Cang was only saying this, Cen Jing still felt sad when he heard it.

He interrupted, "The doctor said that as long as the person wakes up, there will be no major problems and he can go home to recuperate."

Xu Chenqing showed a surprised expression, but then he thought of something and looked at Shen Weicang carefully:

"Cang Cang, can I go to your home? I have no memory and I don't know anyone here."

Shen Weicang nodded without hesitation: "Of course you want to go home with me."

Cen Jing disagreed: "Cang Cang, how can you let him go to your house? He hasn't recovered yet. Do you want to take care of him yourself?"

Shen Weicang only wanted to help Xu Chenqing recover his memory as soon as possible, and to take advantage of Xu Chenqing's amnesia to make him remember his kindness. He never thought about who would take care of Xu Chenqing.

However, she soon came up with an idea: "It doesn't matter, just find a professional caregiver."

She insisted on taking Xu Chenqing home, and Cen Jing had no other choice but to help her buy some daily necessities and find a caregiver.

After another week of observation in the hospital, Xu Chenqing's body recovered partially and he was finally discharged.

After coming out of the hospital, he nervously held Shen Weicang's arm: "Cangcang, I feel a little dizzy and my legs are weak. Can you support me?"

Cen Jinggang drove over and was furious when he saw his look.

Why is he pretending to be weak? He clearly saw Xu Chenqing walking back and forth in the ward yesterday, and there was nothing wrong with his legs.

Shen Weicang originally wanted to pretend, but when he saw Cen Jing coming over, he said, "I'm not as strong as Cen Jing, why don't you let Cen Jing carry you over."

"No need," Xu Chenqing said quickly, "I feel a little more used to it now."

He moved step by step, which made Cen Jing furious: "Stop pretending. Cang Cang has already gone to the car. Who are you acting for?"

Xu Chenqing raised his face and smiled provocatively: "I'm acting this out for you to see. If you don't like it, hit me if you have the guts. Do you dare?"

After spending some time together, Xu Chenqing also noticed how good Cang Cang was to him, and he began to take Cen Jing less and less seriously.

So what if he knew Cang Cang earlier than me? Cang Cang still likes me more.

Cen Jing had experienced the fickleness of human nature since he was a child. He started working with Pei Zhenchi at the age of fifteen. Although he had never seen this kind of pitiful method, he was very familiar with the method of provoking others.

"Put away those shameful little tricks of yours," Cen Jing said with disgust, "You have been able to speak Country S's language for a long time, but you still tricked Cang Cang into communicating with you in Chinese. Do you think I don't know?"

Xu Chenqing pretended to be scared: "You actually found out?"

Cen Jing clenched his fists:

"When you go to Cang Cang's house, do your duty. You are just a thing living under someone else's roof. If it weren't for Cang Cang's kindness, you would have died long ago. Don't fantasize that Cang Cang likes you."

He really wanted to walk to the car and get in, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and take action.

Xu Chenqing snorted coldly and didn't take Cen Jing seriously at all.

He continued to walk slowly towards the car, deliberately angering Cen Jing. Unexpectedly, Shen Weicang lowered the window and looked over: "Chen Qing, Cen Jing, why are you so slow?"

Before Cen Jing could speak, Xu Chenqing took the opportunity to complain: "Cang Cang, my legs hurt a little and I can't walk fast, but Mr. Cen didn't believe me and kept mocking me for being pretentious."

Cen Jing could no longer bear it: "Since your legs hurt, I'll have someone carry you over."

The two were still three or four meters away from the car. Xu Chenqing glanced at Cen Jing fearfully and immediately lowered his head: "Don't bother Mr. Cen. I'll try to be as fast as possible."

Shen Weicang looked at Cen Jing with some disapproval: "Cen Jing, don't scare him. The more scared he is, the slower he will walk."

Cen Jing nodded, gritting his teeth secretly.

When they returned to Shen Weicang's home, Cen Jing immediately said to her, "Cangcang, I had someone throw away your bed and buy a new one. I also cleaned the floor several times and threw away all the dirty things."

Shen Weicang nodded: "Thank you for your help, Cen Jing."

Cen Jing pushed open the door of the storage room and said, "Let Xu Chenqing live in this room. I have already arranged the bed for him."

Xu Chenqing looked around the house where Cang Cang lived curiously. When he heard what he said and walked over to take a look, his face suddenly turned red with anger. Is that a bed? Isn't that just a mattress on an iron frame?