I wonder if the time Fu Shuheng traveled back in time will match her time.

Meanwhile, Bo Jingcheng arrived at the Jiang family home, where Jiang Chengyu was handling official business in his study.

Seeing Bo Jingcheng rush in, Jiang Chengyu stood up to greet him, his face full of doubt: "Mr. Bo, what's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Bo Jingcheng disregarded formalities and asked directly, "Where's Xinyue? Chengyu, stop pretending, where did Xinyue go? Where did you hide her?"

Jiang Chengyu looked completely innocent and spread his hands: "President Bo, I really don't know what you're talking about. Who is Xinyue?"

Bo Jingcheng was extremely anxious. He stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Chengyu's collar: "Impossible! Your sister Jiang Xinyue is my wife. We also have a son named Bo Xuan. How could you not remember?"

Jiang Chengyu struggled free, frowning as he said, "President Bo, are you having mental problems? I think you should go home and rest first."

Bo Jingcheng left the Jiang family dejectedly. He couldn't understand why everyone had forgotten Jiang Xinyue, while only he and Bo Xuan still remembered her.

Was all of this just a dream? But how can I explain the wedding ring on my hand and Bo Xuan's memories?

Jiang Xinyue quickly took out her phone and opened her Weibo account.

I actually found an account on Weibo called "Mr. Moon" and started following her Weibo.

"It's Fu Shuheng, there's no mistake."

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the hospital ward.

Then, a man dressed in a Western-style leather shoe walked in, holding a bouquet of pink and white roses.

A smile appeared on his handsome face as he said to Jiang Xinyue, who was lying on the hospital bed, "Xinyue, welcome back!"

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