She turned and walked away.

Zhao Anyan regretted not bringing Lu Zhen along when she couldn't find out Song Shiting's hospital room.

But who is she?

How could she not find Song Shiting?

She searched room by room.

Finally, she found it in the last room.

Song Shiting had just finished lunch and was about to take a rest.

"Brother Song." Zhao Anyan immediately walked inside.

Song Shiting looked at Zhao Anyan with a cold and indifferent gaze.

Hearing the noise, Mu Wanzhu, who was in the restroom, quickly peeked out and saw a completely unfamiliar woman.

She asked, "Who are you?"

Ignoring her, Zhao Anyan looked at Song Shiting and asked, "Brother Song, it's me, Anyan. Have you forgotten me?"

Such a wonderful Song Shiting has lost his memory, why isn't it me by his side?

That woman got off too easy.

Song Shiting didn't react at all to what Zhao Anyan said.

Mu Wanzhu rushed out from inside, looking at Zhao Anyan: "Where did you come from? Are you trying to get close to me again?"

Zhao Anyan said, "Please speak with some respect. I am a reporter. If you go too far, don't blame me for reporting you."

That one sentence truly made Mu Wanzhu think deeply.

It paused for two seconds.

Zhao Anyan felt that the woman in front of her must be afraid of her identity.

This job doesn't pay much, but many people respect her and fear her.

Otherwise, she would expose other people's bad things.

She ignored the woman and turned to Song Shiting: "Brother Song, how did this happen to you? I didn't know you were back. I just found out today. I came to see you right away."

Only then did Song Shiting coldly ask, "Do I know you?"

Zhao Anyan: "..."

An awkward silence immediately followed.

But Song Shiting has lost his memory, so what's there for her to be embarrassed about?

He put on a disappointed expression and said, "Brother Song, I really don't know why God is so unfair. How could such a good person like you suffer from amnesia? But don't worry, you will definitely get better."

Song Shiting asked, "Who are you? What's your name? What are you doing here?"

At this moment, Mu Wanzhu also walked to Song Shiting's side.

Looking at Zhao Anyan as an owner, he said, "You've said so much here, but we have no idea who you are. You've also found out that Brother Ajun has lost his memory. Knowing that he has no memory, you still say so much. We can't be sure that what you're saying is true."

Zhao Anyan was angry and Mu Wanzhu interrupted her.

She looked at Mu Wanzhu as if they were rivals in love, their eyes blazing with hatred.

Song Shiting glanced at them but didn't say anything. He sat down on a chair to the side.

Zhao Anyan, however, was unwilling to give up so easily.

“Brother Song, you don’t remember me? I’m so sad. I’m your confidante.”

Since Song Shiting has no memory, that's the simplest and best thing that could happen.

After all, she's a journalist, and her ability to write is top-notch.

She can change her identity.

That was Song Shiting's secret girlfriend.

Although saying that would affect Song Shiting's reputation, Ruan Qingling was unkind first, and he was unjust afterward, so what's wrong with that?

Besides, Song Shiting is too good to Ruan Qingling.

"Waaah..." Like a whining monster, she started to sob: "I really didn't expect that you would have amnesia. I've been worried about you. I didn't expect that the first thing you did when you came back was not to tell me, but to say that you have amnesia. I don't want you to have amnesia."

As she spoke, she lunged at Song Shiting.

Mu Wanzhu had already sensed this and immediately stood in front of her.

Zhao Anyan said angrily, "What are you doing blocking my way?"

Mu Wanzhu said, "To prevent you from being shameless."

Zhao Anyan was furious.

She looked at Song Shiting.

But Song Shiting didn't look at her.

She was both angry and helpless.

He glanced coldly at Mu Wanzhu: "I don't know who you are, but I've been with Brother Song for several years now. What kind of person are you to stand in front of me?"

Mu Wanzhu looked at Zhao Anyan with amusement: "What do you mean by that? Are you saying that Brother Ajun used to be a scumbag?"

"Or have you been a secret lover for years without ever getting any recognition?"

It's embarrassing no matter which point it is.

Zhao Anyan gritted her teeth; this ordinary-looking girl had actually set a trap for her.

She looked at Mu Wanzhu coldly, having never suffered such humiliation before.

She raised her hand to hit Mu Wanzhu.

But the raised hand was caught in mid-air.

She turned to look at Song Shiting.

Song Shiting's eyes were icy as he said, "Who do you think you are, daring to hit someone here?"

Zhao Anyan paused, looking aggrieved: "Brother Jun, how could you do this? You've really hurt me."

Song Shiting said, "I don't know what this has to do with you, but judging from the way you kept dodging my gaze, I know you're not telling the truth. Don't think that just because I've lost my memory, I've become an idiot."

He spoke with conviction and force.

The tall figure standing in front of Mu Wanzhu gave her a sense of security.

Mu Wanzhu's vanity was satisfied like never before.

She won.

Song Shiting's heart and eyes are now only for her.

She felt there was no need to test Song Shiting anymore.

She smiled smugly and said to Song Shiting, "Brother Jun, to prevent any Tom, Dick, or Harry from coming here to cause you trouble, I think we should definitely not let anyone come here casually in the future."

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