Chapter 174 Pretending to be strangers in public, but hugging and cuddling in private.

Ji Ying felt a surge of shock, but she quickly suppressed it.

She calmly looked at Liang Jian, "What images are still in your head right now?"

Liang Jian pursed his lips and thought for a while, "...I don't remember what you look like in your pajamas."

If Ji Ying hadn't known he had memory problems, she would have already gone up and punched him.

"You know perfectly well how difficult your mother is to deal with. You want me to move...back to the Liang family? Dream on! Focus on getting better and calm down!"

After saying that, she left the ward.

However, as soon as he got downstairs, he ran into Xie Lingfang.

Clearly, the other party had been waiting for her here.

"I'll have the driver go home with you to help you move your luggage."

Xie Lingfang spoke arrogantly, as if she were giving orders to a servant.

Ji Ying raised an eyebrow calmly, "If you're in such a hurry, why don't you start preparing for our wedding now?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Xie Lingfang nearly jumped up, her voice suddenly becoming shrill. "It's just asking you to cooperate with my son's treatment, to put on a show. You think you're worthy of entering the Liang family?"

Ji Ying wasn't angry. Instead, she smiled and said, "That's perfect. You're not worthy to be my mother-in-law, so we're not meant to be. Don't even dream about it."

The next second, her smile vanished.

"Also, since you remember that we were just acting, it means you're still thinking clearly, so stop going crazy with the patients all day long."

Xie Lingfang's face turned pale with anger. "What kind of attitude is this! How dare you..."

Ji Ying gave him a disdainful look. "Save your wicked mother-in-law act for your future daughter-in-law. Don't come here to humiliate yourself."

After saying that, she continued to leave the hospital.

Xie Lingfang was so angry that she could not stand steadily, but fortunately the driver helped her.

The next evening.

A celebratory reception for the strategic cooperation between QingSui and XueQiong was held in the showroom of XueQiong Titanium Energy's newly acquired headquarters building.

Ji Ying and Xiao Xia were very careful, spending three hours changing into their dresses and getting their makeup done.

Ji Ying chose a pearl white halter-neck knee-length dress with simple and elegant lines. She wore a small diamond hair clip in her hair, giving her a gentle and refined temperament.

Xiao Xia wore a champagne-colored satin halter dress, exuding charm and grace. She also used a mother-of-pearl hair clip to secure the stray hairs behind her ears, giving her an indescribable allure.

Xiao Xia stood in front of the mirror, turning around and looking at herself, feeling that something was wrong.

Ji Ying asked, puzzled, "What, are you going to turn into a spinning top?"

Xiao Xia noticed the hair clip in her hair at a glance and suddenly understood what was going on. She looked up and took off her hair clip, and at the same time, she rudely took off her own.

Several strands of hair were tangled in the hair clip, and now they were pulled out by the roots, which made Ji Ying feel extremely distressed.

"Go easy on me! This is all I have on my head. If I pluck it all out, will you give me a wig in return?"

Xiao Xia said nonchalantly, "Oh, didn't I take a few myself? I'll just ask the wig shop owner for a buy-one-get-one-free deal, and we'll still make a profit."

Ji Ying's sophistry was utterly baffling.

Xiao Xia put her own mother-of-pearl hair clip on her, looked in the mirror, and smiled brightly.

"Switch them, and it'll feel right."

After dinner, the two went to the cocktail party.

The celebration party for the collaboration between the two companies invited many business executives.

Ms. Tang, the regional head of Xueqiong Titanium Energy, is a woman in her thirties.

She wore a well-tailored deep-sea blue velvet dress, exuding a capable and composed demeanor, and radiating a calm and collected aura as if she had been through many battles.

She smiled and looked Ji Ying up and down several times. "When I first met Miss Ji, I was a little surprised by you. I really didn't expect the technical director of Qing Sui Power to be so young. You are truly rare. You have both the temperament of a virtuous and capable homemaker and the ability to stand on your own."

Ji Ying smiled politely, "President Tang, you flatter me. It's truly admirable that you manage Xueqiong Titanium Energy's business so well."

"I hope our two companies will have a pleasant cooperation in the future."

Tang Yue smiled and raised her glass in a toast.

After taking a small sip, they naturally went their separate ways to meet the other guests.

Just as they were talking with their guests, a slight commotion arose at the entrance of the hall.

Ji Ying looked over and was momentarily stunned.

Liang Jian, who was still hospitalized, appeared at the party wearing a smart black suit, and the woman he was arm in arm with was none other than Shen Aizhu.

Xiao Xia looked at Ji Ying and asked with her eyes: Why is he here?

Ji Ying shrugged and responded with a similarly confused look.

Liang Jian was in the same state as a normal person at this moment. If it weren't for the small piece of white gauze on his forehead, it would seem as if the fall off the cliff had never happened.

Ji Ying put down her wine glass and walked towards him.

Liang Jian also saw her, bowed his head and gave Shen Aizhu a brief instruction, then withdrew his arm and walked straight towards her.

“Ying…”

He had just gotten a little closer to her when Ji Ying subtly took a half-step back, maintaining a polite yet distant social distance between them.

Liang Jian thought she was jealous, so he quickly explained, "This is Shen Aizhu. She will be staying at the Liang family's house for the next few days. She insisted on coming with us tonight, and because of the long-standing friendship between the Shen and Liang families, I couldn't refuse, so I had no choice but to bring her along."

But Ji Yinggen didn't respond to that. Instead, he asked, "Why are you here?"

There was a hint of unwelcome in his voice.

Liang Jian's face turned pale almost instantly. "This is an important moment for my fiancée. How can I be absent?"

Ji Ying, mindful that he might not be able to handle the shock, softened her expression and asked, "What I mean is, has the doctor agreed to your discharge?"

"I took leave." His face wasn't so pale anymore.

"I'm busy tonight and won't be able to take care of you. Don't stay too long and go home early."

After saying that, Ji Ying turned around to greet others.

But Liang Jian grabbed her hand.

Ji Ying flung him away as if she'd been electrocuted. Liang Jian was stunned for a moment. "Can't I even touch you?"

Ji Ying looked around and, finding no one paying attention to them, breathed a sigh of relief. She then skillfully responded to his words, "Have you forgotten? Although I am your fiancée, you have no intention of making our relationship public."

Liang Jian frowned, his tone tinged with confusion, "Is that so? That's too much of a hardship for you."

Ji Ying said calmly, "Your injuries haven't healed, and your memory hasn't returned. Until everything becomes clear, let's get along as we used to."

After saying that, she turned around, let out a long sigh, and walked away.

Liang Jian glanced at the crystal chandelier above his head: How did they get along before? Pretending to be strangers in public, but hugging and cuddling in private?

The thought had barely crossed my mind when I involuntarily felt an itch on my skin...

Xiao Xia went to the restroom to touch up her makeup and dragged Ji Ying along with her.

Shen Aizhu quickly followed.

According to the information she found, the two people appeared at the 547 Hospital together several times, but it was uncertain whether one of them left the blood test results.

But this didn't stop her.

Tonight, she relentlessly pestered Liang Jian to bring her along, her goal being to get her hands on their hair.

A proper examination will reveal the truth.