Xie Chiyuan paused in his actions and then recounted his own experience: "I have no biological parents, only an adoptive father. He treated me very well, just like my own father."
The two were talking about their family situations when Yu An hesitated for a moment, about to say something, when suddenly she heard a noise coming from the room.
He and Xie Chiyuan exchanged a glance and immediately stood up.
The two strode back to the room, and sure enough, the woman on the bed was already awake.
The woman was struggling to sit up when she saw Yu An.
To be precise, it was Yu An and Xie Chiyuan, but the latter's presence was negligible in her eyes.
"Yu An".
The woman's voice was a little hoarse. She stared intently at Yu An, a faint blush rising on her cheeks: "My...my clothes, did you help me change them?"
Yu An: "..."
Yu An quickly clarified, "No, no, I had the child change it for you. I didn't look at your body."
Yu An knew that there was a difference between men and women, and that he was now a married man and could not look at other people indiscriminately.
The woman responded with an "Oh" after hearing Yu An's clarification.
Standing behind Yu An, Xie Chiyuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at her. Tsk, why did that "oh" sound like it carried a hint of regret?
Yu An noticed that she wasn't speaking very clearly, so she went to the kitchen to get her some soup.
"We just made you some soup in the kitchen. Sit down for a bit, and I'll bring it to you."
"good."
Soon, the hot soup was served.
The woman took the soup, and after just one sip, her eyes lit up. Her voice was filled with joy: "Yu An, you made this for me, thank you—"
Before she could finish speaking, Xie Chiyuan coldly interrupted her: "I made it."
The woman lowered her eyelids, her joyful tone turning calm: "It's so salty."
Xie Chiyuan: "?"
Xie Chiyuan's rival radar is so loud it's almost making his ears ring.
Yu An was stunned for a moment: "Is it salty? I just tasted it, and it's alright."
The woman finished the soup in a few gulps, her face regaining some color. She looked at Yu An and smiled, "Anyway, it's drinkable. I'm pretty good at making soup. I'll make some for you to try next time."
This blatant act of belittling made Xie Chiyuan's eyes darken even further.
He casually took a few steps forward from behind, his large hand naturally resting on Yu An's shoulder, drawing Yu An closer to him—an intimate and possessive gesture.
"Sure, if I have the chance, I'll try your cooking next time."
He used his foot to lift the chair over so that Yu An could sit down.
"Let's get down to business now." Xie Chiyuan's gaze fell on the woman's face, and he asked without any pretense, "What is your background? Why do you know Yu An?"
As she asked those two questions, a fleeting, undetectable emotion flashed across the woman's eyes. The next second, her expression shifted to one of astonishment: "Yu An, you don't recognize me?"
Yu An looked at her innocently: "Should I know you?"
The woman was silent for a moment, then she said, "Of course you should know me. We used to have a good relationship, and you still like me."
These words were like a bomb dropped out of nowhere.
Xie Chiyuan's gaze immediately shifted from the woman's face back to Yu An's. Yu An was bewildered and felt wronged; he felt like he had suddenly been framed.
This pot is so big and round, it could crush him!
"I don't!"
Yu An was furious. He retorted, "I never liked you before!"
Who knew the woman had a trump card up her sleeve? She asked Yu An logically, "Are there many memories from the past that you can't remember? You've always had this problem, and you've told me that before. If our relationship isn't good, if you don't like me, why would you tell me these things?"
The woman's words sounded somewhat logical.
Yu An looked at her, unsure of what to say for a moment.
The atmosphere visibly stiffened.
Yu An felt he really wouldn't like the woman in front of him. She was quite pretty, but she was clearly older than him. Before meeting Xie Chiyuan, he had imagined what kind of sister-in-law he would find for his children.
He was thinking of a gentle girl around his age who could help him take care of the baby.
Seeing that Yu An remained silent, the woman pressed her advantage: "Yu An, you can't just abandon me because you can't remember me, can you? I don't believe you're that kind of scumbag."
Yu An: "..."
Yu An was speechless.
Why is he being a jerk again?!
Fortunately, Xie Chiyuan was still intelligent enough not to lose his temper at this moment, and was able to calmly think about the flaws.
He bluntly exposed the woman: "Stop fooling me, I am Yu An's legal wife. You want to take advantage of the situation and steal my man? Who gave you the guts?"
The woman disliked him intensely and spoke to him in a harsh tone: "Who's taking advantage of the situation? I'm telling the truth. When Yu An and I were getting along well, you were nowhere to be found. If anyone's trying to steal someone else's partner, it's you who's trying to steal mine."
The woman's last sentence was clearly sincere and sounded very much like the truth.
Xie Chiyuan didn't buy it. He only said coldly, "Do you know what Qiuqiu is?"
The woman's expression froze slightly.
Xie Chiyuan observed all her micro-expressions, and after seeing this expression, he was even more certain: "This person is Yu An's good friend. Yu An has told me a lot about Qiu Qiu. Has he told you anything?"
The woman's hand tightened its grip on the blanket without her noticing. She replied, "I did say that, besides Qiuqiu, Yu'an told me a lot of other things."
Before the woman could continue her story, Xie Chiyuan's tense expression completely relaxed.
He gave a mocking smile and ridiculed mercilessly, "Yu An doesn't have any friends named Qiuqiu at all. I was just kidding you. Now tell me honestly, what's your purpose in pretending to be Yu An's girlfriend and stealing my girlfriend?"
woman:"……"
The woman's face turned green.
She gritted her teeth and glared at Xie Chiyuan, her expression growing increasingly unfriendly.
Yu An was finally able to clear his name from the accusation of being a scumbag. He joined forces with Xie Chiyuan and pressed him for an answer: "I knew I wouldn't like you. What is your purpose in framing me like this?"
He's figured it out now. If he were really in a relationship, how could his darlings, who are with him day and night, be completely unaware? Unless he's having a secret crush and hasn't told them!
But that's impossible.
Yu An thought that only cowards would do something like having a crush.
If he likes someone, he definitely won't be able to hold back.
Just like he likes Xie Chiyuan, he will definitely be with Xie Chiyuan, preferably every day, and never be separated for a moment!
After being exposed, the woman kept her mouth shut and refused to cooperate any further.
Yu An and Xie Chiyuan couldn't possibly use torture to interrogate her, and the three of them just dragging things out like this wasn't a solution either.
Just as Yu An was wondering whether he should talk to the woman again, she finally spoke up reluctantly: "My name is Yan Meng, and we really do know each other. But it's not that you like me, it's that I like you."
Xie Chiyuan had already guessed that this was the case.
Even if a person has lost some memories, it's impossible for them to have no trace of having been in love.
His An'an is only him, and only his.
Yan Meng probably really likes Yu An. Seeing Yu An and Xie Chiyuan standing so close together makes her feel uncomfortable: "Can you two please not stand so close? Just consider my feelings as a patient."
Xie Chiyuan clearly didn't have such good intentions.
He said coolly, "This is the normal distance between me and An'an. If you're in a bad mood, just answer all the questions we want to ask. After you're done, I won't get in your way anymore."
After he finished speaking, he began to ask questions: "What is your background, and what are you doing here? Have you met Ying Jian? How much do you know about Yu An's past?"
After asking all the questions he could, Xie Chiyuan said calmly, "Of course, you can lie. But to lie to someone who keeps saying they like you, it doesn't seem like that kind of liking is very respectable."
Perhaps those words struck a nerve.
Yan Meng bit her lip and looked at Yu An's face. After a brief struggle, she finally blurted out a bit of the truth: "I met Yu An by chance before. Yu An... he is my hero. I was in a bad situation at the time, and he pulled me out of the mire."
In Yan Meng's description, Yu An was her light.
Xie Chiyuan's teeth ached from listening to this part. He interrupted Yan Meng's tedious and sentimental narration, reminding her to answer another question: "What are you doing here?"
"To be Dr. Ying Jianying's private doctor."
Before Xie Chiyuan could ask further, Yan Meng continued, "I don't know why Dr. Ying came here. I'm just his personal doctor, and my job is to take care of his health."
"Not long after he arrived here, someone came looking for him."
Yan Meng's eyelashes fluttered, giving her a somewhat delicate appearance: "I was trying to protect him as he left, and I was accidentally discovered. If it weren't for you guys, I'd probably be soaking in the water right now."
"Who is trying to harm Ying Jian?"
Xie Chiyuan knew that after the West District issued the order to find Ying Jian, the missions carried out by the people sent out by the West District never included harming Ying Jian.
Ying Jian is an extremely important person.
He is very useful, useful to all of humanity. His expertise, his identity, everything about him…
The West Side won't let him die.
But Yan Meng, filled with resentment, accused, "It was the people from the West District who wanted to kill Dr. Ying!"
Yu An and Xie Chiyuan frowned simultaneously: "Are you sure it's someone from the West District? Why would someone from the West District kill Ying Jian?"
Yan Meng, seemingly unaware of Xie Chiyuan's identity, scoffed, "Do we really need to ask why the people from the West District killed Dr. Ying? Ruan Ke created some new flavor of nutritional paste, and coincidentally, our Dr. Ying also makes it. In fact, our Dr. Ying can make it even better than him."
"If Dr. Ying is alive, how can the West District maintain its monopoly?"
It's clear that Yan Meng is convinced that the West District wants to kill Ying Jian.
Given Xie Chiyuan's status as the only son of the eldest son in the West District, asking Yan Meng where Ying Jian might be now would probably be a difficult question.
Yan Meng's body was also struggling; her face was full of fatigue, and she clearly needed rest.
Yu An tugged at Xie Chiyuan, signaling him not to push too hard.
"You should sleep a little longer. Call us if anything happens." Yu An put the bowl away and told Yan Meng to continue resting.
The two went outside for some fresh air.