Xiao Ji's gaze was heavy with pain as he interrupted Su Hongxing's words: "Amou, have you forgotten? It was me who delivered the baby. We agreed to get married soon after. In the freezing cold storage, as I lay dying, the thing I couldn't let go of most was you and our two children. I never imagined I could come back to life, and I certainly didn't anticipate this imposter who would occupy my body."
"Xiao Ji, do you want me to find a neurologist to check your brain? You've got some issues up there," Ye Qilan interjected, his expression indifferent.
"I'm speaking to my woman; it's not your place, you imposter, to butt in!" Xiao Ji shot a cold look at Ye Qilan. Unfortunately, because of his severe injuries, his voice was weak, lacking the imposing air he had intended.
Ye Qilan turned to Su Hongxing and asked, "Wife, do you think he has a screw loose?"
Su Hongxing snapped back to reality, staring blankly at Ye Qilan, her mind still a blank slate.
