"Dinner's ready." Nangong Jue pretended not to see Le Yao's surprised expression and gently beckoned her over. "You were unconscious for so many days, and your stomach is still weak after you just woke up, so you can only eat light food for now."

Le Yao was indeed hungry, so she stopped worrying about it and sat down on the hospital bed. She wouldn't joke around with her body.

Nangong Jue set up the table on the bed, then scooped out a bowl of soup and handed it to him: "Have some soup first, it's goji berry chicken soup, Aunt Bai simmered it for three hours."

Le Yao took the drink and drank a couple of sips. The taste was indeed good. Then she started eating. Although the food was light, it tasted very good. Aunt Bai's cooking skills were quite good. After she was full, she felt comfortable all over.

Looking at her contented little face, Nangong Jue couldn't help but find her adorable.

Le Yao felt a chill run down her spine from the man's affectionate gaze and could only cough, "Um, Mr. Nangong, I don't remember anything about us. Could you tell me?"

"Okay." Nangong Jue pulled up a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed. "I'm your husband, you know that, right?"

Le Yao nodded. They had already produced their marriage certificate, how could she not know? Besides, the book also stated that the two of them had indeed registered their marriage.

"You love me with all your heart, and I love you too..."

"Wait a minute." Le Yao quickly interrupted the other person's story. "Mr. Nangong, I have partial amnesia, not dementia. I still remember how I cut my wrists, took pills, and jumped into the lake to get you to come back. Oh, right, I remember when I was pulled out of the water, you said you would let me know if I died..."

Nangong Jue's face immediately turned as if he were constipated.

"Oh right, before that you gave me the divorce papers, I remember signing them, and then I don't remember anything after that..."

"Actually, you were just angry that I was ignoring you, not that you really wanted a divorce. And I know I was wrong, so..."

"Haha." Le Yao suddenly laughed, "Do you even believe that yourself?"

Nangong Jue wanted to say yes, because it was when she signed the document that he realized he wasn't indifferent to her. That's why he went back on his word and didn't want a divorce, but then...

"Okay, even if what you're saying is true, but... how did I get into this trouble?"

Nangong Jue fell silent. The police had already gathered evidence. This kidnapping involved Han Xueqian, Yan Zimeng, and Han Guosheng. He never expected that Yan Zimeng would cooperate with Han Xueqian after three people had died. It seemed like she wouldn't stop until she killed Han Binglan. And all of this was because of him.

He suddenly felt a pang of resentment towards his past indulgence of Yan Zimeng. If only she hadn't left back then... But how could she not have left? At that time, he was nothing more than an exiled illegitimate child. How could she possibly have any interest in him?

He only figured all of this out in the last few days.

If I had thought things through sooner, perhaps none of this would have happened.

"So, if we don't get a divorce, I might survive this time, but I'll die next time, right?" Le Yao noticed Nangong Jue was in a daze and quickly waved her hand in front of him. "So, in order for me to live, how about we get a divorce?"

Although she didn't remember what happened before and didn't know why this guy had changed his attitude, she remembered the contents of the book clearly. Now that she had become Han Binglan, she had to protect her life and stay away from the male and female protagonists.