When Meng Xuan heard her say Lu Zixun's name firmly, the tenderness on his face disappeared and was replaced by gloomy hatred.
"Xiangzhu, I didn't expect that you hurt your head and still remember Lu Zixun! Let me tell you the truth, this is country H, Han Xiangzhu is dead, and you are now Bai Xiaozhu, my wife, Meng Xuan."
"What did you say? This is country H? I don't know you, you, why are you doing this?"
She didn't believe Meng Xuan's words at all at that time.
Meng Xuan leaned forward, stared straight into her eyes, and said in a frighteningly gentle voice: "Xiangzhu, do you really not remember me? I am Lu Zixun's classmate. When you went to find him abroad, we
We once had dinner together.”
His cold and strong hand suddenly grasped her wrist.
"You, you, you are brother Zi Xun's classmate, Meng Xuan? Let me go."
The possessiveness in Meng Xuan's eyes was so terrifying that she couldn't help but tremble.
"Yes, I am indeed Lu Zixun's classmate, so what! Xiangzhu, just read the news for yourself!"
Meng Xuan said as he picked up the remote control, turned on the TV in the ward, and quickly found some news.
"See for yourself, this is the news from Yucheng three months ago. Han Xiangzhu, the daughter-in-law of the third room of the Lu family, is dead. She and the daughter of the first room of the Lu family were killed by Yun Manling. This was the news at that time."
"Three months ago?" Han Xiangzhu was completely confused.
Has she been in a coma for three months?
"Yes, you injured your head in a car accident in Shibali Mountain and were in a coma for three months. I rescued you and brought you here. There is no Han Xiangzhu in this world anymore. She has died in Yunshui Village in Shibali Mountain.
In the cave!" Meng Xuan's tone was firm, as if he was determined to win her.
Han Xiangzhu threw his hand away hard and struggled to sit up from the bed: "Meng Xuan, why are you doing this? We, husband and wife, have no grievances against you!"
Meng Xuan saved her!
However, he took her abroad without telling everyone and created the illusion of her death. What exactly did he want to do?
Meng Xuan looked at her and raised his hand to forcefully stroke her hair, which was a little messy due to excitement: "Xiangzhu, do you really not remember me?"
Han Xiangzhu backed away hard, trying to avoid his touch: "I remember you, you are Brother Zixun's classmate Meng Xuan, please let me go! Brother Zixun and I will be grateful to you forever."
In her memory, except for having dinner together during the summer vacation of her sophomore year at Lu Zixun Medical College, she and Meng Xuan never had any interactions with each other again.
She didn't understand why he did this and where his obsession with her came from.
Meng Xuan slowly sat down by the bed, held her wrist, and directly lifted her sleeves.
"What are you doing, let me go, let me go!" Han Xiangzhu was frightened and struggled hard.
However, how could she resist Meng Xuan after being in a coma for three months?
Meng Xuan controlled her wrist with absolute strength, and gently touched a scar on her arm with his other hand, his voice soft and creepy.
"The scar is still there, Xiangzhu, do you really not remember me?"
He lowered his head and actually wanted to kiss the scar.
Han Xiangzhu used all his strength to push him away. He was so frightened that he backed away and huddled in the corner of the bed: "You? It's you!"
Meng Xuan laughed happily like a child: "Xiangzhu, I knew that a kind person like you would never forget me."
He leaned forward and stared into Han Xiangzhu's eyes with infinite affection. He did not ask for advice every word, but said firmly: "For the rest of my life, let me protect you and take care of you, okay?"