The Old Lady with the Jewelry

She sat by the bed, her hands fiddling with her phone stiffly. She swung her slender legs, and there was a hint of confusion in her alert eyes.

When she asked this question, Zhao Jia did not think about the answer. However, she did not know what to do with this 'new thing' in her hands. She could only wait quietly for a reply.

Did she really lose her memory?

She did not even remember her phone password?

He said coldly, "0801."

Zhao Jia immediately typed in and unlocked it. He smiled. "I'm such a patriotic person. I actually used Army Day's date as my phone password."

However, in the next second, she could not smile anymore. That was because the wallpaper on the phone was still Peng Zezai.

In the photo, he was wearing a uniform. There seemed to be some water vapor on the glass of the window. His eyes were light. Even his well-defined face was cold and indifferent.

Through the screen, one could feel a sense of loneliness, as well as deep longing and despair.

He was like the sun in the sky, unreachable. Peng Zezai's gaze was slightly cold. That was also his birthday.

All her passwords were related to him. After she set a new password, she would tell him what it was. He had never deliberately remembered it, but when she asked, the answer appeared in his mind.

Zhao Jia was a little embarrassed. She immediately put down her phone and changed the topic. "How is that Wanqing you mentioned just now?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the ward opened.

An old lady was being helped into the ward. It was obvious that she had taken good care of herself. The wrinkles on her face were not very obvious, and she even wore light makeup. However, her eyes were filled with resentment.

She came straight in and stood beside Peng Zezai. She said in a reproachful tone, "Zhao Jia, you admit it. You pushed Wan Wan down from such a high building! You actually dare to say you care about her?!"

She rolled her eyes in confusion and looked at Peng Zezai with a pleading gaze. Who was this old madam?

Moreover, how could she admit it?

Peng Zezai's gaze was cold and he did not react.

Old Madam Peng was furious, "I knew you weren't a good person. Back then, in order to marry our little Peng, you threw a tantrum and caused so much trouble. Now that you've gotten what you wanted, you won't even let Wan Wan, who grew up by my side, off. If she doesn't wake up and becomes a vegetable, you'll be kicked out of our family! The Peng family doesn't need a vicious wife like you!"

Throwing a tantrum and causing trouble?

Her?

In order to marry this man?

Zhao Jia's worldview was shattered. She was a lady, and she would definitely not act so recklessly.

That definitely couldn't be her!

"You're not saying anything which means you agree..." Old Madam Peng stared at Zhao Jia's pale face, "Since you've woken up, go and stand guard outside the ICU. When Wan Wan wakes up, you can leave again! If you've done something wrong, you'll have to pay the price. This is our family's rule!"

This arrogant person seemed to be Peng Zezai's grandmother?

Since she was thinking so much about other people, it seemed that she truly did not like this granddaughter-in-law of hers!

Zhao Jia looked up at her and smiled. "I'm sorry, I don't remember anything. You said that I pushed that Wan Wan. Do you have any proof?"

"Everyone saw you on the roof. You pushed her, and you even looked down provocatively. You didn't try to take back what you did!" Old Madam Peng panted, worked up, "Wan Wan lost her parents at a young age. She's an orphan. If you can push her down like that, will you be ruthless enough to push an old woman like me down next time?!"

Where was all this coming from?

Zhao Jia's heart was tired. She was hungry and her throat was dry.

"Maybe, maybe, she couldn't take it anymore and wanted to commit suicide? I just pulled her and didn't hold her back, just like this..." She stretched out her hand towards Peng Zezai and said in a soft and delicate voice, "Hubby, I didn't catch you..."

Slap!

Old Madam Peng slapped the back of her hand.

"Ouch... It hurts." She immediately moved behind Peng Zezai and pressed her body tightly against his back. Her small head poked out from his side and she tugged at his shirt pitifully, "Hubby, she hit me so hard and it hurts..."

The best way to deal with this kind of person was not to confront her head-on, but to let the people she cared about fight for her!

That would drive her crazy.

She lowered her gaze and stared at Peng Zezai's left hand. His hand was relaxed, but she could see the clear lines of his palm, and the wedding ring on his fourth finger was very shiny.

His right hand was beautiful, but his left hand with the wedding ring was even more beautiful!

She absolutely loved these two hands.

How could he be so tall and handsome? The key was that his hands were still so beautiful.

He had only one flaw, and that was it.

He had no feelings for her! That was bad!