Gu Nanyan put down the documents in his hand and tilted his head to look at her.

Without a doubt, Gu Nanyan had absolute trust in Meng Zhaojun, as she was someone he had raised himself.

He stood up, patted Meng Zhaojun on the shoulder, and said, "Jinming, I understand what you mean, but I will never do anything that I will regret."

"It was the same six years ago, and it is the same now."

Jinming means a bright and promising future.

It was the courtesy name that Gu Nanyan gave to Meng Zhaojun.

"Of course." Meng Zhaojun stared at Gu Nanyan for a long time, then lowered her head and withdrew.

After Meng Zhaojun closed the door and left, only Gu Nanyan remained in the quiet study. Gu Nanyan then touched his face with his hand.

She herself is not that concerned about the scars on her body. When she was young, she was often away on missions and could not go to the cell repair device in time, so it was inevitable that she would have scars.

But Shen Bei'an didn't like it, so she removed all of them.

She couldn't accept the days when Shen Bei'an wasn't by her side.

That's why they chose such an extreme approach back then.

Even though an accident caused Shen Bei'an to lose his memory, she never regretted it.

Just as she said to Shen Bei'an that time, even if she had to do it all over again, she would still choose to do the same thing.

Every day on Fuyun Island seemed to fly by; tomorrow is the medical exchange meeting.

Tonight, Gu Xiujin and his wife, Ziya Jingmo, Wei Shengxi and others also came over.

Cheng Yan was the most reserved of all. Although he had worked under Shen Bei'an for so long, he had also had many conversations with the two international bigwigs, Gu Xingxiao and Hua Yin.

But sitting here having dinner with these big shots still feels a bit strange.

Fu Mutian didn't feel anything was wrong. After all, her older brother was Fu Muqian, one of the Nine Wonders of the Capital and the Wine Master, as well as one of the twelve people.

Although she and Fu Muqian weren't particularly close, they were still siblings.

Besides, how could the ninth young master of the Fu family be reserved?

Seeing that Cheng Yan was a little reserved and was only eating the two dishes in front of him, Fu Mutian abandoned her usual playboy demeanor and kept serving Cheng Yan food.

Among those present, Fu Mutian had to call them either "sister," "brother," or even "uncle."

Everyone knows what kind of person Fu Mutian used to be. Now that the prodigal son has turned over a new leaf, it is indeed somewhat... satisfying to see.

No one spoke during the meal, but after the meal, Gu Xiujin took Gu Nanyan aside for a private talk.

The rest of the group played pitch-pot.

"Uncle, it's alright." Shen Juanqing's gaze followed Gu Xiujin and Gu Nanyan as they left, and he patted Shen Bei'an's shoulder reassuringly.

Compared to Ziyan, he was more worried about his uncle.

He didn't know what happened six years ago, but he was very clear that his uncle must have been greatly traumatized at the time, otherwise Ziyan wouldn't have chosen such an extreme method back then.

Shen Beian smiled at Shen Juanqing. He naturally knew that Gu Xiujin would not do anything to Gu Nanyan. He was just a little apprehensive about the arrival of tomorrow.

Wei Shengxi held the arrow in his hand, his gaze lingering on Shen Bei'an for a few seconds.

He glanced at Fu Mutian, who was practicing pitch-pot, a few more times before turning his attention back to his own arrows.

"Zixi, believe me. Give me enough time, and I will definitely make your body no different from a normal person's." Ziya Jingmo's eyes were shining as he looked at Wei Shengxi!

She's not a medical fanatic, but Wei Shengxi's body is truly incredibly attractive to all medical researchers!

Such a difficult body to overcome is truly rare!

Compared to Wei Shengxi's body, Zi Yajingmo didn't even want to bother with the sixth-generation cell repair device.

Wei Shengxi's lips curled up slightly, tinged with a hint of helplessness. "Zimo, don't you think the way you're looking at me is a bit too blatant?"

"Those who don't know the truth might think that you... are in love with me."

"How could that be!" Zi Ya Jingmo rejected him without even thinking. "How could I possibly like you?"

Although the two had a verbal engagement, Zi Ya Jing Mo really had no romantic feelings for Wei Sheng Xi. She planned to choose a virtuous and loving husband from a prominent family, have a gestational sac implanted in him, and have him bear her daughter and raise her children.

The main reason is that she is too busy and does not intend to waste time on conceiving a child.

But she needs an heir.

If the Ziya family were to announce that their eldest son was getting married and needed a virtuous husband and father, not only in the capital, but throughout the entire empire and even the world, countless families would rush to implant a gestational sac into their suitable sons and send them to the Ziya family for Ziya Jingmo to choose from.

The saying "a family of doctors and physicians, from the Ziya family" is no joke.

Wei Shengxi's body even had a gestational sac implanted to give birth.

Ziya and Jingmo were both afraid that he would die from excessive blood loss before he could be transferred to the cell repair device.

Furthermore, Ziya Jingmo wouldn't even dare to dream of having Wei Shengxi bear his child.

If she dared to suggest that Wei Shengxi have a gestational sac implanted, Fu Muqian would probably kill her first.

Among his classmates, everyone knew how much Fu Muqian doted on Wei Shengxi.

Wei Shengxi himself was unaware that he was so unpopular with Ziya Jingmo.

“Well,” Ziya Jingmo realized that what she said might have been a little hurtful, and touched the tip of her nose, “Zixi, you should know what I mean. We really aren’t a good match.”

She wasn't a talkative person to begin with, nor was she very good at speaking.

Wei Shengxi nodded. "I know what you mean. You're still young, so you can take your time choosing. There's no rush."

No one in the Ziya family dares to urge Ziya Jingmo now.

"It's good that you understand." Ziya Jingmo took an arrow, casually threw it out, and squeezed out the original one inside.

Ziya Jingmo tilted her head, trying to see whose face she had squeezed out, only to be met with Shen Wuye's gloomy and dark face.

Ziya, the eldest son: It's over.

"Third Uncle, do you also want to talk to me about An'an?" Gu Nanyan knew that her elders all had a good impression of her husband.

Gu Xiujin nodded. "It's not just me, but also the old man and the others."

Her voice held a hint of helplessness, "I know you would never do anything to hurt him, but it's just too risky. What if he's still the same as he was six years ago?"

"This place is not entirely under your control; it's too dangerous."

“If something really happens, you may not be able to completely fix it after the fact.”

“Third Uncle,” Gu Nanyan chuckled, a slight smile playing on his lips, “So what if it’s Fuyun Island? So what if it’s the Medical Alliance?”

"I will bring him home safely."

Behind the silver-rimmed glasses, her phoenix eyes held an unreadable emotion, yet Gu Xiujin sensed from her the same aura he had felt from his elder brother back then, perhaps even stronger.

He looked at her for a long time, patted her on the shoulder, and said nothing more.

Dad, as my eldest brother said, Yan'er knows very well what she is doing.