"I'm her friend, can I go in and wait for her?" Jiaxi glanced inside the fence and indeed saw no one. Could Song Jiaping also not be there?
The mercenary shook his head and said, "No, you have to wait for Miss Huangfu to return. After you contact her and get her permission, you can enter."
Jiaxi left dejectedly and went to the hospital not far away.
He wasn't local and wasn't sick, so he wasn't allowed in either. He had to return to the hotel where he was staying.
But one thing he could be sure of was that Mengyao did indeed live in that house, and the mercenaries guarding the house were likely Song Jiaping's subordinates.
Was it not that Mengyao didn't want to return to Lancheng, but that Song Jiaping was forcing her to stay here?
It seemed he would have to spend money to hire people to snatch Mengyao back from Song Jiaping. He was determined to take Mengyao back to Lancheng.
When Mengyao returned from work in the evening, she heard the mercenaries guarding the house say, "A man came looking for you during the day. He said he was your friend."
"A man looking for me? Is he local?" Mengyao asked curiously.
The other party said, "No, he should be from Lancheng."
"Lancheng?" Mengyao couldn't immediately think of who would find her from Lancheng all the way here, and a man at that. It definitely wouldn't be her brother-in-law.
She was stunned for a few seconds and thought of Hong Jiaxi.
He had actually found his way here?
What should she do now? She didn't want Jiaxi to see Song Jiaping like this.
"If this person comes again, tell him I don't live here anymore and have already left to go back home," Mengyao instructed.
Song Jiaping's mercenary nodded.
She said thank you and walked inside.
Now, thanks to Song Jiaping's subordinates, Song Jiaping had lost his memory. Originally, these people should have gone to find their own way.
But they still wanted to stay here and wait for Song Jiaping to recover his memory and lead them again.
They didn't want to find other bosses. According to them, their previous bosses treated them as killing tools and didn't care about their lives at all.
Since following Song Jiaping, their lives had changed and they had hope.
Although Song Jiaping would bring them to war-torn areas, he wouldn't let them participate in wars casually. He would help them take on jobs protecting neutral organizations and civilians.
They truly felt like they were still flesh-and-blood humans, not cold-blooded killers.
Even though Song Jiaping no longer recognized them, Mengyao still wanted to help Song Jiaping lead them, so she helped them negotiate security work with the hospital.
They were also voluntarily taking turns guarding outside the house to protect her and Song Jiaping.
The war here had temporarily ended, but it was still not peaceful, and skirmishes could easily occur.
With their loyal protection of Song Jiaping, she felt at ease going to work at the hospital during the day.
As soon as she entered the house, she smelled the aroma of cooking. She saw Song Jiaping coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of scrambled eggs and said with a gentle smile, "You're back. I cooked. Try it."
"Ah, you know how to use the kitchen things?" Mengyao hurried to the kitchen and saw that everything was neatly arranged, with two freshly cooked dishes on the stove.
"Don't worry, I know how to use them," Song Jiaping said from behind her.
She quickly turned around, her eyes full of excitement, and asked, "Have you remembered? You know how to use the stove and cook?"
Song Jiaping smiled at her inexplicably, "Remember what? Didn't you teach me all this? When you cooked, I watched from the side, and then I learned."
Mengyao said "Oh" and felt a little disappointed.
That's right, he hadn't remembered anything, but had learned many things anew.
"Yao, what's wrong? Is my cooking not good? Don't you like it?" Song Jiaping looked like a child who had made a mistake, a little nervous and a little wronged.
Mengyao suppressed her emotions and quickly smiled, "No, no, your cooking looks delicious and appetizing, and you've cleaned the kitchen very well. It's really great."
Song Jiaping immediately became happy and held her hand, saying, "I'll take you to see the vegetable patch. I've reorganized the vegetable patch at home and scattered some new seeds."
"Okay." Mengyao quickly followed him to the vegetable patch behind the house and found that the vegetable patch he had worked on had become very neat, and its area had even expanded a bit.
She praised him profusely, "Jiaping, you are truly capable."
Song Jiaping instantly gained confidence and said, "From now on, I can help you do many things. I'm not useless anymore. You can rest well when you get home, and let me do the household chores."
Mengyao leaned towards him and said, "Okay."
He said softly, "Wife, I won't let you work too hard."
"Husband." As Mengyao uttered the address, tears welled up in her eyes.
Now that Jiaxi had found them, she didn't know how long their peaceful days would last.
Song Jiaping's arm wrapped around her waist, and he looked down at her red eyes, asking, "What's wrong today? Are you sad? Did I make you sad?"
"No, I'm touched. I'm touched by what you've done."
Song Jiaping felt his heart beating fiercely, its rhythm completely disrupted.
This feeling was familiar to him, and he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her forehead.
As he was about to look up, Mengyao took the initiative to kiss his lips, her lips gently and softly lingering on his.
Song Jiaping seemed to be ignited by her, turning from passive to active and kissing her passionately.
Tears streamed down Mengyao's cheeks. She knew she was dreaming, a dream that might end at any moment.
Song Jiaping felt her tears and let go, saying, "Wife, I haven't done much, and you're already so touched. I want to do many more things for you in the future, but I don't want to see you cry."
Mengyao couldn't help but smile, wiped away her tears, and said, "Let's go back inside to eat. Your cooking will get cold."
Song Jiaping scooped her up in his arms and said, "Yes, let's taste my cooking."
Mengyao was about to go crazy with happiness. Now, the more gentle and good he was to her, the more pain and suffering she would feel when she lost him in the future.
...
The next morning, Mengyao went out to work at the hospital.
As soon as she walked out of the gate, she was suddenly surrounded by armed locals.
Mengyao, startled, took out her hospital ID and said loudly in English, "I am neutral. I am a doctor at the hospital ahead, a doctor who saves lives!"
However, the six or seven locals still walked towards her, as if trying to grab her.
Mengyao immediately dodged. At this moment, the mercenaries who were protecting them at the house rushed over and clashed with the locals.
She covered her head and squatted down, not understanding why these people wanted to attack her.
Just as she was filled with terror, someone grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her up, saying, "Mengyao, don't be afraid, it's me. I'm here to save you!"
Hearing this voice, she slowly stood up and froze on the spot, staring at Jiaxi, who was standing in front of her.