(Men take their father's surname, and girls take their mother's surname. This was discussed before when Shengsheng gave birth to her baby. If I don't remember, I can go back and read it. It is for the inheritance rights of the two groups.)
Ji Yuting took a big breath and quickly continued to test, "Then who was your first love?"
Shengge was slightly confused, "What?"
Where does she have her first love...
"Answer me." Ji Yuting squeezed her palm tightly, waiting for her answer with red eyes.
She pondered slightly.
"Ning Chengxu?"
With this answer, I think you have passed the memory test.
Shengge thought bitterly, and the corners of her pale lips curled up into a smile, waiting to be gentle with Ji Yuting.
However, her smile hadn't fully bloomed yet. Ji Yuting's long eyelashes were trembling, as if she was in a new round of despair, and even her voice was trembling.
"You really have Ning Chengxu in your heart, that's why you talk and laugh with him during video chat."
"Shengsheng, do you still have love for him?"
He clenched his heart uneasily, his handsome face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with sadness, "He and I, do you... love me a little more?"
"..." Shengge lowered her eyes coldly.
She gently raised her hand that wasn't holding the bottle and hooked it towards Ji Yuting, "Come closer."
Ji Yuting obediently bent down and put his face against her palm.
She quickly pinched the soft flesh of his cheek with her fingertips.
Because her body has not fully recovered, Shengge tried her best, but her hands are still soft and only slightly painful.
Ji Yuting just frowned slightly and allowed her to bully him.
She said in a weak and labored voice: "Brother Yu is not good. He thinks randomly all day long. If I were not powerless, I would have to beat you."
Ji Yuting said nothing, his long eyelashes hiding the dark and guilty emotions in his eyes.
Shengge's fingertips relaxed and turned into caresses, and she said seriously: "I only had a childhood affection for Ning Chengxu, and I have never been in love with him. From the beginning to the end, I only love you."
The uneasiness in her heart was completely gone, and Ji Yuting kissed her palm, feeling happy.
"Fortunately, you really didn't lose your memory and didn't forget me."
Shengge frowned and sneered: "So you just bombed me on purpose to test how much I remember."
Ji Yuting held her hand tightly and curled his thin lips slightly, "How could I not know Shengsheng's love for me, even though some things... are a bit unpleasant."
"It's all in the past."
Shengge smiled nonchalantly, "How is the investigation of the attack going? Are there any clues?"
Ji Yuting shook his head, "How long has it been since we were attacked in the morning? How can it be so fast? But I asked the police station in country A to focus on screening Hall Paul. I believe you also suspect him."
"Yes, there are not many people who can do it with great fanfare in country A."
Ji Yuting thought the same way, "In addition, Gray's side has already found the man who hurt you. I originally planned to deal with it directly. Now that Shengsheng wakes up, Shengsheng will deal with it personally."
For those who hurt her, Shengge has never been the heart of a holy mother.
"They like to use sticks, so find one with thorns and return it a hundred times. Don't beat them to death. The one with thirty sticks will come every day and torture you for a few days."
Ji Yuting tickled the tip of her nose lovingly, "Okay, listen to Shengsheng."
Knock knock knock——
As soon as the two of them finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door of the ward.
The girl opened a crack in the door, her pretty face looked inside.
It's Anne of Windsor.
"I heard that Mr. Xiaolu is ill? Paul brought me for a physical examination. I just happened to pay a visit to Mr. Xiaolu. We are guests. Do Mr. Xiaolu and Mr. Yu mind if we come in?"
Ji Yuting's back was to the door, and his expression darkened almost instantly.
Shengge turned her head away weakly and closed her eyes to rest. Obviously she didn't want to see him, and she didn't have the heart to deal with it or maintain the superficial politeness.
At the door, Anne of Windsor seemed to have no vision. Before Ji Yuting could give the order to expel the guests, she pushed the door open and came in.
"The little deer never speaks, so I'll take it as my default."
She completely ignored Ji Yuting's dark expression and put the fruits and flowers she bought on the bedside table.
It's almost like a social nerd.
Holding his trousers in hand, Hall Paul followed into the ward and stood far away at the end of the bed.
Windsor Anne stood next to Ji Yuting, looking at Shengge on the hospital bed with a caring face, "What is wrong with Mr. Xiaolu? He looks very weak, and he seems to be seriously ill."