Tang Mu was stunned when he suddenly agreed to marry Zhao Wuyan, then slapped her thigh, "If you had agreed earlier, Mom wouldn't have had to nag you every day, ha ha ha... I'll go tell Wuyan, ha ha ha..."
Tang Mu was overjoyed, her face beaming.
"No, I'll tell her myself." Tang Si got up and walked outside.
Doctors were still busy in the adjacent room. He shuffled in wearing slippers and a grey pajama set.
Zhao Wuyan, who was recuperating, looked up at him in pleasant surprise when Tang Si entered, "Sibing?"
Propped up against the headboard, her face was full of disbelief and a touch of nervousness. She gripped the bedding, her voice trembling slightly with guilt.
"Everyone out."
Tang Si's cold eyes swept over the doctors in the room.
The doctors immediately nodded, "Alright. Call us if you need anything." The family doctor walked out of the room and closed the door.
Tang Mu, who had followed to the doorway, intended to go in. Seeing that Tang Si wanted to speak privately with Zhao Wuyan, she felt it inappropriate to interfere and stayed outside.
Inside the room, the two met eyes in silent stillness.
Tang Si had done nothing, yet Zhao Wuyan could still feel the pressure emanating from him. The air itself seemed to stagnate, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Tang Si reached up and ran a hand through his messy hair, walked to the sofa, sat down, propped his leg on the table, crossed his arms, and stared unblinkingly at Zhao Wuyan.
"My child?" he asked.
Zhao Wuyan dreaded Tang Si asking this question the most, but some things had to be faced.
She pursed her red lips, "Sibing, have you forgotten what you did to me?"
"My memory hasn't been too good lately," he said.
His flippant attitude clearly showed he didn't believe Zhao Wuyan.
"Hmph, you're truly disappointing."
Zhao Wuyan gave a bitter smile, her eyes reddening. She lowered her head.
After a few seconds of silence, she picked up her phone from the table. When she looked up again, her eyes were already misty with tears. "I knew you'd forget." With that, she picked up the phone and opened the video to play.
In the video, Tang Si was holding Zhao Wuyan, both with their upper bodies bare, intimate and close.
Zhao Wuyan rested her head on his arm, holding the phone and recording herself. She then kissed Tang Si's forehead in the video, "Sibing, I know I was too young and impulsive back then, but for the rest of my life, I only want to walk with you..."
Watching the video, Tang Si's relaxed posture gradually stiffened. Then, he abruptly pulled his legs back, stood up, and stormed over to her, snatching the phone to watch the video.
Tang Si doubted the authenticity of the video, but when the video was paused and scrolled up, the recording time, location, frame rate, and other detailed information were visible.
Actually, Tang Si didn't need to see the address to know the video was recorded in his room.
He could recognize his own sleeping place, couldn't he?
Tang Si tilted his head, looking at Zhao Wuyan in surprise. His lips parted and closed, but he didn't know what to ask.
"The night you were called back to Imperial View Villa, because Aunt and Uncle strongly opposed you being with Shiran, you drank yourself into a frenzy that night, so... so we..."
Zhao Wuyan slowly lowered her head, leaving the rest of her words unsaid, but her body language suggested it was something difficult to speak of.
Tang Si's brows furrowed. He seemed to doubt the truth of Zhao Wuyan's words, but the video showed kiss marks on Zhao Wuyan's chest and neck, which did not look fake at all.
"Why can't I remember anything?"
His sharp gaze fixed on Zhao Wuyan for a long time, and he questioned her with heavily enunciated words.
Zhao Wuyan, who had her head lowered, stiffened and slowly looked up, her expression one of disbelief. "You... you think... you think my child is with some other man?"