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An hour later, Jiangbei Han was punctual and walked into the ward again.

Song Wenxin had sat up, was sitting on the bedside, staring at a place in the room in a daze.

Seeing him in, she slowly turned her head and glanced at him, "Jiang Beihan, can I ask you a question?"

At this time, she had calmed down.

Hearing that, Jiangbei frowned, then walked to the bed and stopped.

"ask."

"Have we met three years ago?" Song Wen thought for a while, and then suddenly asked him.

That person three years ago should be him ... but she was not completely sure!

The ring in her house should also be the one Jiang Hai wants to find.

When she suddenly asked this question, Jiang Beihan was not surprised ... it must be that she knew something from Jiang Hai.

"Yes!" He pursed his thin lips and replied without any hesitation!

"It's you ..." After hearing his answer, Song Wenxin was still a little bit surprised ...

Three years ago, the man she had saved was indeed him, Jiang Beihan.

"Why didn't you tell me!"

That being the case, why didn't he say it at first and didn't mention it to her!

If he told her this fact from the beginning, maybe he would not have so much trouble later!

And ... she hates this feeling of being deceived and being in the drum!

He knew everything, but she didn't know anything, like a fool ...

"Knowing those things isn't good for you!" When he put the ring with her, it was an invisible danger to her!

He didn't say that he didn't want her to get involved in those broken things of the Jiang family!

He hoped she was always a happy Song Wenxin.

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"Then you married me because of that ring?" When asked here, the expression on Song Wenxin's face suddenly became more concerned, although in her heart, there was already an answer ...

"No." This time he answered with little thought.

Song Wenxin looked up unexpectedly, looking at him ...

"Then why do you want me to marry you?" She looked at him puzzledly and asked.

He could actually find a better woman ...

Seeing her questioning, Jiang Beihan suddenly bent down, then reached out and held her chin, bowed her head, and kissed her lips.

After a light kiss, he let go of her.

"This is the answer!" He looked at her firmly, slowly.

"What?" She looked at him puzzledly, then reached out and touched her lips. What was the answer?

"You saved me!" He moved his thin lips, then said.

When did his feelings for her change? He couldn't say clearly!

Perhaps three years ago, when he saw her stupid woman, who was frightened, but tried to save him, he already had a different feeling for her!

Otherwise, he would not remember her appearance for three years! I will not use marriage as a condition to help her when I meet again later!

But the only thing he can be sure of is that the weight she has in his heart is no longer comparable to the original!

Now she ... is very important to him!