Meng Yao struggled to break free from him, exclaiming in shock and anger, "Save me? Are you crazy? I'm living very well here. Make them all stop!"
Jia Xi's expression changed. He pulled her tighter and demanded, "So you are willing, trying to repeat the stunt of eloping with Song Jiaping! I won't let you get away with it this time. Come back with me, back to Lancheng!"
"Let go! I've already made myself clear to you. What right do you have to control me!" Meng Yao struggled fiercely with him.
"What right? The right that I am still your husband! Who does that guy think he is? And what are you doing?" Jia Xi's face was a mixture of pale and green, his anger overwhelming him as he moved to embrace her.
Suddenly, someone rushed forward, grabbed Jia Xi's wrist, bent it back forcefully, and sent him crashing to the ground.
Meng Yao immediately escaped, putting distance between herself and Jia Xi. She saw that the person subduing Jia Xi was Song Jiaping.
She rushed towards Song Jiaping, fearing he might be injured, and said, "Why did you come out? Go back inside quickly, I'm fine."
Song Jiaping shielded her and pointed at Hong Jia Xi, who was getting up from the ground, asking, "Who is he? Is he a bad guy? Why was he trying to grab you?"
As Meng Yao was about to answer, Jia Xi looked at Song Jiaping with amusement and said, "Stop pretending! She's a married woman, don't you know that?"
Song Jiaping clenched his fist, shielding Meng Yao behind him, and declared, "Of course I know. I am her husband!"
Jia Xi stared at Song Jiaping, realizing that this man was truly the one with a mental problem, daring to claim he was Meng Yao's husband.
"Are you out of your mind? I am her husband, the legally recognized husband..."
Upon hearing this, Song Jiaping's veins bulged on his forehead, and he delivered a fierce kick to Jia Xi's knee.
Jia Xi was forced to kneel on one knee. As Song Jiaping attempted to pin him down and beat him, Jia Xi suddenly pulled a weapon from his person and aimed it at Song Jiaping.
Song Jiaping lunged to disarm him. Driven by past grievances and harboring deep hatred for Song Jiaping, he fired at Song Jiaping's head without hesitation.
He thought Song Jiaping was surely dead this time, but he hadn't seen how Meng Yao had rushed over. She shoved Song Jiaping aside, taking the bullet for him.
Song Jiaping, pushed by Meng Yao, lost his balance and hit the ground headfirst, immediately losing consciousness.
The mercenaries who had been fighting Jia Xi's hired thugs heard the commotion and immediately rushed over, disarming the stunned Jia Xi and pinning him firmly to the ground, weapons pointed at his head, intending to avenge Song Jiaping and Meng Yao.
Seeing that Jia Xi had been captured, the thugs hired by Jia Xi scattered like birds and beasts.
Meng Yao clutched her shoulder wound, pierced by the bullet, and hurriedly shouted, "Don't kill him! Go quickly and check if Jiaping is alright."
Of Song Jiaping's subordinates, one remained to restrain Jia Xi, while the others went to attend to the unconscious Song Jiaping.
Meng Yao, enduring the pain of her wound, walked step by step towards Jia Xi and looked down at him, saying, "Even if I've repaid the favor of you saving me last time, you should leave. Whether you agree to divorce me or not, don't bother me again."
After speaking, Meng Yao signaled for the person to release Jia Xi.
The man searched Jia Xi thoroughly, confirmed he had no more weapons, and then let him go.
Jia Xi hadn't expected Meng Yao to shield Song Jiaping from a bullet at such a critical moment, neglecting her own project.
If he had hit Meng Yao's vital spot with that shot, he would have killed her with his own hands.
He slowly got up from the ground, his eyes devoid of hostility, and asked with concern, "I'm sorry, your wound is bleeding. Let me take you to the hospital..."
"Leave! I never want to see you again!" Meng Yao yelled at him, her voice sharp.
She had no feelings left for Jia Xi and only wished never to see him again in this life!
Jia Xi turned away in pain, limping away from the scene, knowing that he and Meng Yao could never be reconciled.
Meng Yao's past affection for him was insignificant compared to her love for Song Jiaping.
All this time, he had been deceiving himself, believing Meng Yao still loved him and that they could recapture their past happiness.
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Seeing Jia Xi walk away, Meng Yao could no longer support herself and collapsed onto the ground.
Song Jiaping's subordinates quickly took both of them to a nearby hospital.
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Meng Yao lay on the hospital bed, staring intently at the hanging IV bag. She knew it was time for her and Song Jiaping to part ways.
She couldn't pretend that nothing had happened just because Song Jiaping had amnesia; that would be deceiving him.
Once her wound healed, she would explain everything to him, tell him the entire truth.
As Meng Yao was lost in thought, someone pushed open the hospital room door.
She turned her head to look, and the person entering was Song Jiaping.
Seeing Meng Yao, pale from blood loss, Song Jiaping's heart ached.
He had hit his head, but it was nothing serious. He had woken up long ago and had recovered faster than her.
Song Jiaping sat down by her bedside and said, "Meng Yao, are you feeling any better? Does it still hurt? Why were you so foolish? Who told you to take a bullet for me? Couldn't I dodge it myself?" kanδん
Meng Yao looked at him, her eyes slightly red, and said, "It's because of me that Hong Jia Xi came to bother you. It's only right that I took this for you, you don't need to dwell on it."
Song Jiaping gently stroked the stray hairs on her forehead and said sadly, "Are you foolish? As your husband, I should be the one protecting you. You completely disregarded me."
"Jiaping, I'm sorry. I lied to you." Meng Yao looked at him with sad eyes and said in a low voice, "Actually, we are not married at all. Hong Jia Xi was right, he and I are married. Although our relationship has broken down, we haven't finalized the divorce. I, I'm just a liar..."
Song Jiaping stopped her from saying more, fighting to control his emotions, and interrupted, "Don't talk about yourself like that. In my heart, you will always be the best. I... I actually remember everything. Whether you and Jia Xi are divorced or not, I know you don't love him anymore. You love me, right?"
Meng Yao couldn't believe he had regained his memory. After a moment of stunned silence, her gaze turned cold. "Jiaping, you've completely recovered and are fine. I should be returning to Lancheng. Since you remember everything, you should also know that I... I have long since let you go. Let's just take care of ourselves separately..."
"If you don't love me and have let me go, why did you come here when you heard I was in critical condition?" Song Jiaping retorted, not looking at her.
Meng Yao stopped looking at him and quickly replied, "Because I was also a doctor. When I hear about someone in trouble, I want to save lives."
"Yes, so many things happen every day in the news, yet I haven't seen you traveling the world as an angel of mercy," Song Jiaping said, his voice rising in anger. "Stop running away! Neither of us should run away anymore! I love you, to the point where I cannot accept any other woman! It's either being with you, or being alone forever!"