Walking out, Lin Hang was seated on the sofa.
Upon seeing Shi Mei, a mild smile appeared on Lin Hang’s face as he called out, "Shi Mei."
Shi Mei was annoyed at the sight of him.
Her displeasure was fully evident on her face as she said, "Why is it you again? I don’t like playing with you."
Aunt Chen secretly cheered in her heart and glanced at Lin Hang’s expression subconsciously.
However, unexpectedly, there was no sign of displeasure on Lin Hang’s face. His expression remained normal as he said, "I brought you a gift."
Shi Mei looked disgruntled as she cast her eyes around.
As if he had anticipated this, Lin Hang took out the gift and handed it over.
Shi Mei glanced at Aunt Chen, who shook her head at her.
Shi Mei decisively said, "I don’t want it. Shi Mei doesn’t take things from strangers."
"I’m not a stranger," Lin Hang said with a somewhat helpless look, "I’m Lin Hang."
"Lin Hang is not a stranger?" Shi Mei looked at Aunt Chen in a pleading manner.
Aunt Chen was about to speak when she suddenly met Lin Hang’s gaze.
To call Lin Hang a stranger would be too impolite.
Aunt Chen had no choice but to say, "Not at all, he used to be your classmate."
"But a classmate can be a stranger too," Shi Mei said, tilting her head, "There was a Teacher Xiong who was Shi Mei’s classmate. Later he died."
Was it deadly to pretend to be familiar when you’re not?
Aunt Chen coughed lightly and explained, "It’s Xiong Kaishuo. He once served as her piano teacher. Later, something happened, and then he died from a medical accident in the hospital."
Lin Hang had heard a bit about this Student Xiong and had a vague impression, though it wasn’t a good one.
He remembered that back in high school, this Student Xiong had been covetously eyeing Shi Mei.
If not for him, Xiong Kaishuo might have gone even further.
Lin Hang asked Shi Mei, "Do you dislike Xiong Kaishuo?"
"Then, do you dislike me?"
"Umm..." Shi Mei seemed to be having trouble.
Lin Hang felt a tinge of disappointment and asked softly, "Then, is there anyone you don’t dislike?"
"There is, oh," Shi Mei began to smile, her pretty face lighting up with a curved smile, "I don’t dislike hubby, Aunt Chen, Grandpa, Grandma, Ye Bao, Tang Baobei..."
Shi Mei was counting on her fingers, appearing a bit troubled, "Also Sister Bai, and..."
"Who is Brother Heng?"
Lin Hang was even more disappointed, "It’s me."
"Mr. Lin," Aunt Chen finally couldn’t help but speak out, "She is now our young mistress; she’s married. Please respect yourself."
Lin Hang smiled, "Given her current situation, the doctors also said that if she could interact more with people or things she knew before, perhaps she would recover to normal sooner and might also remember past events."
"The person she spent the most time with before, was me. If she could have more contact with me, it would surely be very beneficial for her recovery, don’t you think?"
Aunt Chen looked at this young man, who obviously had ulterior motives, standing there and presenting all this with such lofty words—did he really think she was foolish?
Even if they needed to help Shi Mei recover, they shouldn’t send the little rabbit into his wolf’s lair.
Regardless of Aunt Chen’s expression, Lin Hang sat down and called out to Shi Mei, saying, "Do you want to go anywhere for Christmas? I’ve planned a few routes, all places you used to like."
Looking through the plans, Shi Mei noticed two opera tickets and two amusement park tickets; tilting her head, she said, "These are tickets, yay! I want to go with hubby!"