"I just feel... something's strange." Le Yao chuckled twice. "Weren't they supposed to have a deep relationship? How did he get over it in just a few days? It seems he wasn't as devoted as he claimed."

Yang Jinhan's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. He had always felt that his elder brother was a bit strange, but he couldn't figure out what was strange about him. Only now did he realize that the strange thing was that after Yan Zimeng disappeared, apart from losing his temper once at the club and falling out with Nangong Jue, he had been too calm.

When Le Yao saw the fleeting look of doubt in Yang Jinhan's eyes, she knew that her words had worked, so there was no need to say anything more.

Just then, Yang Jinhan's phone started vibrating. He picked it up and glanced at it: "I'll answer the phone."

Le Yao nodded, and after he went to the end of the corridor, she turned her gaze to the ward.

The emergency treatment inside had ended, and Fu Yun Shen came out, took off his mask, and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm alright for now."

"Thank you for your hard work." Le Yao smiled.

"You should go back first. He won't wake up for a while, but I estimate he should wake up around evening."

"Okay." Le Yao nodded. "I'll come over tonight and bring you dinner."

"Great, I want to eat braised pork."

"Okay, how about braised pork belly, sweet and sour fish, shredded potatoes, and enoki mushroom and shredded pork soup for dinner tonight?"

Fu Yun Shen swallowed hard: "I'm drooling."

Le Yao smiled.

At this moment, Yang Jinhan returned and greeted Fu Yunshen: "How is Brother Jue?"

"It's alright," Fu Yun Shen patted his shoulder. "Alright, you guys go back now, there's no point in staying here."

Le Yao went downstairs with Yang Jinhan. As soon as they stepped out of the door, a tall woman walked towards them: "Ahan."

"Sister Weiwei." Yang Jinhan smiled and raised his hand to greet her, then glanced at Le Yao and lowered his voice slightly, "This is Tang Weiwei, she's engaged to my older brother."

Le Yao was surprised. There was no such person in the original book. Besides, Yang Jinxuan already had a fiancée, so why was he still so infatuated with Yan Zimeng? That's a real scumbag.

At this moment, Tang Weiwei had already walked up to them and glanced at Le Yao: "This must be Lord Jue's wife, right? I am Tang Weiwei. My family makes chili sauce, the Tang's Chili Sauce. You should have tried it before. You can call me Weiwei, or Sister Weiwei."

After just two sentences, Le Yao already liked this girl quite a bit, and then smiled and nodded: "Sister Weiwei, I'm Han Binglan. Of course, you can also call me Le Yao or Alan." Tang's chili sauce in this era is like Lao Gan Ma in her time—very popular.

"Le Yao? Ah!" Tang Weiwei suddenly exclaimed, "Le Yao? Is she the owner of that gourmet food stall?"

Le Yao nodded.

"Oh my god, it's amazing..." Tang Weiwei said, suddenly reaching out and hugging Le Yao. "You don't know, the first time I ate your dessert, I was in a bad mood, but your little cookie made me cry. After crying, I was completely revived."

"Weiwei, isn't that an exaggeration?" Yang Jinhan reminded her.

“It’s no exaggeration. I had just gotten back that day and called your brother, my fiancé, to ask him to have dinner with me. He just said ‘I’m busy’ and sent me away. Do you think I was in a good mood?”