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In the living room of the mountain stream villa.

A man and a woman stood in the hallway of the living room and looked at each other.

The man was tall and his green uniform told us he was a soldier.

The woman was small and thin, but her back was very straight. She had a backpack on her shoulders and was standing in the hallway, glaring at the tall man who blocked the entrance.

"Out of the way, let me go." Beauty Jing used her small hand to push the tall man's chest in front of her as she hatefully said.

"No, if you don't agree, then don't even think about leaving." The man stood domineeringly in front of the young woman. His ice-cold face became increasingly gloomy.

"Humph, you're bullying me. I'm going to tell Grandpa Liang!" Beauty Jing threw her hands and prepared to circle around the man and run upstairs to find Old Man Liang.

"They've all left. There's only you and me at home!" The corner of the man's mouth curled up, but the anger in his heart didn't decrease in the slightest: Did this little girl learn how to ask someone for help? That's good. Let's choke off the sprout first.

He had a headache, and really wanted to take care of her on the spot. However, he had promised Beauty Jing's grandfather, Jing Zhongren, that he would make her willingly become his wife and not force her, or else the Jing Clan and Bo Clan would never be able to get married, even if they couldn't enter the ancestral tombs, they wouldn't be able to keep the promise.

Bo Liangchen was the top two.

For the past three months, no matter what method he had used to coax her, the little woman had refused to give in and was unwilling to be honest with him. She only wanted to use all sorts of reasons to get rid of him.

"Beauty Jing, there is a limit to my patience, don't force me!" Bo Liangchen angrily roared. Unable to bear it any longer, he directly carried the woman and headed upstairs to his bedroom.

Beauty Jing was stunned. Her small hands grabbed onto the man's clothes as her face turned pale.

"Please, let go of me, I'm still young, I don't want to be with you this early, I'm begging you?" Beauty Jing's voice trembled and turned soft.

Bang.

The door to the bedroom was slammed shut by a good, thin morning.

With a "dong" sound, Beauty Jing was thrown into the wide bed. Her body bounced a few times on the water bed before returning to the bed.

"Don't, don't come over, or I'll die for you to see." Beauty Jing took out her trump card and took out a few silver needles from her waist. She pointed them at her Hundred Meetings. As long as the man in front of her takes one more step forward, she would stab him.

Bo Liangchen's face turned ashen once again, and his blue eyes were filled with inconceivable anger.

Damn it, if he had known it would turn out like this, he wouldn't have believed those lies and lost the heart of his beloved woman for no reason.

When they returned from the Western Capital, Beauty Jing had changed completely. No one believed her now.

The originally docile Beauty Jing was now like a hedgehog with thorns all over its body. Every day, she would wrap herself up tightly and stab anyone she saw.

"Beauty Jing, let me tell you again, we were born in the mother's womb, we are destined to be an inseparable couple. You cannot go against the will of the ancestors, even if you do not love me, you must keep your promise." Bo Liangchen lowered his body and began to kindly advise.

"Hmph. Trash marriage. I'm still so young. You're already so old, so I won't marry. Unfair." Beauty Jing's teeth were itching in anger.

Every day, she would be closely watched by the people that this man sent out. Even when she went shopping with her friends, she would be watched. She felt uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable.

"Am I old? I'm only 28 years old. " Bo Liangchen's body tensed up. This was the first time he had heard someone call him old, and it was also the first time he had heard someone say that he was extremely old.

"He's 10 years older than me at 28, but he's 1 generation gap at 2. Tell me, we have 5 generations gap now, how do we live?" Beauty Jing pursed her lips in disgust as she stuffed the silver needle into her waist.

She didn't want to die.

Ever since she woke up, she felt completely different. She felt extremely refreshed, and her mind was no longer muddled like it was before. Instead, every day, she felt like she was infused with some kind of magical power.

"Who said that there would be a generation gap every two years? There's clearly only one, okay?" Bo Liangchen could only feel the excruciating pain in his body. He wanted nothing more than to put that thing into this little girl's body, but he couldn't. He had to maintain his big brother's demeanor and not force this little girl into a corner.

"Bo Liangchen, let me warn you. Withdraw the people following by my side today, or else I'll never pay any more attention to you." Beauty Jing jumped out of bed and ran out of the bedroom barefoot.

It was already 7 in the morning.

Beauty Jing ran downstairs, put on her shoes and ran out of the villa like the wind.

Driving a burnt-bag Maybach, he flew out of Dan Dan's villa.

Bo Liangchen stood in front of the French window and rubbed his temple with a slight headache.

Thinking back to the incident in the ancient tomb three months ago, he actually wanted to go back and retrieve the memory of the beauty Jing. However, he knew that it was already impossible for him to do so.

Grandfather Bo Shikun passed away from illness a month ago.

Granny Liang went crazy. She ran into a lake and sank to the bottom. No one could be seen alive, and no corpses could be seen.

His cousin, Bo Yimen, couldn't take the blow and left the capital with his parents, heading for M Country.

Everything returned to tranquility.

Liang Zhen resumed his normal life.

The Kyoto hospital was officially assigned to the military district's military hospital.

Beauty Jing was invited to become the attending physician there on Wednesday and Saturday to treat the difficult cases, and today was Wednesday.

Bo Liangchen made a call and confirmed that Beauty Jing had safely arrived at the capital's hospital. He then relaxed and began a new job.

Beauty Jing flew like the wind.

She could not remember a single hair of anything from three months ago.

On April 1, April Fool's Day, the family, who had slept for seven days and seven nights, woke up in their ward and opened their eyes to a crowd of strangers gathered around them.

"Jiajia, you've awoken. You scared grandfather to death." Grandfather Jing Zhongren was crying. He seemed to have used up all of his strength to hold her hand.

Beauty Jing looked around in confusion. Everything was so unfamiliar.

"Who are you? Who am I? " Beauty Jing opened her hazy eyes wide and looked at the people in front of her.

Jing Zhongren was stunned for a moment before he smiled.

"You are my granddaughter, Beauty Jing. She is 18 years old this year and is a first-year graduate student at the Capital Medical University. She is your second uncle, second aunt, your father, and your husband." Jing Zhongren introduced her one by one with a face full of smiles.

He had already expected this to happen. As long as she was fine and her memories were gone, it would definitely be a good thing for her.

"Husband?" Beauty Jing frowned and glared at the man her grandfather called her husband.

The man's facial features were defined, and he was 1.8 meters tall. Looking at him, he looked like a man with a cold face and a stern expression, but she didn't like him. She didn't like him at all, even though he was really good-looking, especially his pair of royal blue eyes that seemed to be able to suck a person in.

"Un, why? You want to go away? " The man's lips curled up into a faint smile, causing the bewildered young woman to look at him a few more times and mutter in her heart.

"Aiya, monster! Truly too monstrous! How can a man be such a monster? Not good, not good!" Beauty Jing kept muttering in her heart.

Her gaze gradually dispersed, and her expression of infatuation remained unspoken on her face.

Seeing that Beauty Jing had woken up, the few seniors tactfully left, leaving the two young men in the ward.

By the time Beauty realized that something was wrong, the man was already sitting on the edge of her bed, holding her hand and watching her silently.