Song Yinxi couldn’t care less about how flushed Duan Jinchi’s face was or how fast his heart was beating right now.
She only knew she had achieved her goal.
Teasing him until he was completely disoriented, and then tonight…
In his dreams!
Duan Jinchi remained in a dazed state until they went to the restaurant for dinner.
Looking at the food on the table, Song Yinxi thought – truly arch-rivals indeed!
He knew her so well – every dish for dinner was her favorite.
The Duan Jinchi across from her was clearly distracted, probably still fantasizing about sharing a bed tonight?
When he pretended to be her husband initially, he hadn’t considered any consequences at all.
Spending his money was just the first step.
Eight years ago, this guy followed his father and boasted arrogantly in front of her: “Evergreen Group will be my family’s company from now on, you won’t be able to do your homework here anymore!”
Hmph.
Ptooey!!!
Fortunately, her father fought hard and revived the company.
Otherwise…
She really wouldn’t have had the chance to do her homework at Evergreen Group anymore.
“Hubby, when we’re in bed together, do I usually sleep on the left side or the right side?” Song Yinxi asked deliberately while watching him drink soup.
“Cough! Cough! Cough!”
Perfect.
Successfully made Duan Jinchi choke.
Duan Jinchi put down his soup bowl, pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth, his eyes reddening with agitation.
“Darling, we’re in a restaurant,” Duan Jinchi reminded her.
“What’s wrong with the restaurant? There’s no one else here anyway,” Song Yinxi smiled. “You know I’ve lost my memory, I don’t remember anything, so I’m just a little bit curious.”
Duan Jinchi composed himself and replied, “You can sleep on whichever side you want.”
“I prefer sleeping in the middle!” Song Yinxi smiled.
What a coincidence.
He liked sleeping in the middle too.
With such a big bed, if you didn’t sleep in the middle, both sides would feel empty.
“Either way is fine,” Duan Jinchi chuckled lightly. “The bed is very big.”
“Oh my, how embarrassing,” Song Yinxi covered her face.
What was she embarrassed about?
If she was really embarrassed, then she shouldn’t tease him like this!!
Was teasing her husband her idea of fun?
Duan Jinchi took a deep breath – he really didn’t want to sleep on the sofa tonight!!
He had been sleeping on the sofa for over a week now.
After dinner, Song Yinxi dragged Duan Jinchi to stroll in the garden again.
Peach Garden Number One was a famous top-tier luxury villa area in Jingzhou, with only about a dozen villas in total.
The night scenery in the garden was beautiful – ground lights, lights hanging on trees, and lights in the pavilion all emitted a soft orange glow.
The “amnesiac” Song Yinxi looked left and right, east and west.
The summer night breeze remained sultry and hot, and Duan Jinchi’s mind was completely occupied with where he would sleep tonight.
Sleep was very important to him.
He couldn’t share a bed with Song Yinxi, but he didn’t want to compromise and sleep on the sofa again.
“Hubby, why don’t I have any impression of our beautiful home at all…”
Song Yinxi stopped walking, her eyes glistening as she looked at him. “Hubby, tell me, what interesting things have happened between us here?”
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
This was her first time here today – what interesting things could have happened?
Just as Duan Jinchi was about to speak, he suddenly noticed a figure in the corner from the corner of his eye.
It seemed to be…
Uncle Li.
What was he doing?
Peeping?
How utterly boring.
Duan Jinchi grabbed Song Yinxi’s wrist. “The doctor said you need more rest, let’s go back to our room first.”
“Alright then, it seems all our beautiful memories are in the bedroom!” Song Yinxi said sweetly.
Duan Jinchi: “…”
She must have gotten the wrong idea!!
“Hubby, am I right? We’ve only been married for three months, we’re practically newlyweds! When we’re not arguing, we’re still quite lovey-dovey, aren’t we…” Song Yinxi continued teasing him.
“Mhm…” Duan Jinchi replied softly.
Before Song Yinxi lost her memory, whenever they met, she’d practically shoot daggers at him with her eyes.
Lovey-dovey…
Lovey-dovey my foot!
As soon as they returned to the brightly lit hall, Duan Jinchi let go of Song Yinxi’s hand.
She didn’t mind and happily went upstairs.
The two returned to their fresh and cozy bedroom one after the other.
“Hubby, I’m going to take a shower first~” Song Yinxi said while backing away, “Tonight, tonight… mhm mhm mhm!”
Duan Jinchi stood still. Mhm mhm mhm?
With a rising tone and a smiling face, was this… an invitation to share a bed?
Song Yinxi had already moved into his house, and now she wanted him too!
This woman, this woman, this woman…
Was the wife he’d tricked into marrying him.
But that still didn’t mean…
He wasn’t ready yet.
Duan Jinchi crossed his legs and sat on the sofa, staring blankly at his phone screen.
He didn’t know how much time had passed when he heard the door open.
He looked up and saw Song Yinxi walking toward him in an apricot-colored camisole dress.
At the hospital, Song Yinxi had mostly worn patient gowns, covering both her arms and legs.
But now she was dressed so lightly – slender arms and legs, with a large expanse of pale skin revealed at her chest, her damp hair casually draped over her shoulders.
So hot.
Was the air conditioning temperature a bit too high?
Why was it so hot!
“Hubby~”
Song Yinxi tilted her head slightly, “Where’s the hair dryer? I couldn’t find it.”
“I’ll get it.”
When Duan Jinchi stood up, he walked with his same-side arm and leg moving together.
Song Yinxi watched his retreating back and secretly laughed.
Was he already walking like that?
And she hadn’t even touched him yet.
Duan Jinchi quickly returned with the hair dryer.
Song Yinxi pattered over to him, hugging his arm and cooing, “Hubby, will you dry my hair for me? I feel like I don’t usually dry it myself. I think I always get my hair washed outside.”
Duan Jinchi had never dried anyone else’s hair before either – tonight he would be sacrificing his first time.
It’s fine, he thought this kind of thing would probably happen again in the future.
Song Yinxi sat at the dressing table, waiting happily.
Duan Jinchi stood beside her, drying her hair.
Mhm, the hair quality wasn’t bad.
Quite thick too.
Jet black, and carrying a faint fragrance.
But…
Why wasn’t it dry yet!!
His own hair dried in two minutes.
Song Yinxi was getting drowsy, “Hubby, is it done yet?”
“Almost.”
Finally, when her hair was dry, Duan Jinchi turned off the hair dryer. Song Yinxi turned sideways, leaning her head against him, resting against his waist and abdomen.
Her voice was lazy, “I’m so tired~”
What was she tired about!
He was the one who’d dried her hair.
The moment she leaned against him, Duan Jinchi didn’t feel tired at all – he just felt hotter than before.
Song Yinxi’s fluffy head resting in this position was just… too intimate.
If this continued, he was going to get overheated.
“Wife, why don’t you go lie down on the bed first~” Duan Jinchi said softly.
“Okay~”
Song Yinxi lazily stood up, brushing past him closely along his arm.
Was she doing it on purpose?
Physical contact again and again and again.
Duan Jinchi quickly headed toward the bathroom – he needed to take a cold shower.
The weather was just too hot!!
Hot!
Song Yinxi heard the heavy closing of the door and laughed heartily as she lay on the bed.
If she had known Duan Jinchi was this kind of person, she would have seduced him long ago—lured him in, then dumped him, leaving him heartbroken and unable to focus on work. She would seize the chance to surpass Herun.
Song Yinxi lay on the bed playing with her phone.
Something felt off.
Extremely off.
Duan Jinchi was a grown man with such short hair—why was he taking so long in the shower?
Finally, he emerged.
Hah.
Duan Jinchi was insane!
On such a hot day, he was wearing long sleeves and pants, and on top of that, he was pretending to be her husband.
What a chaste and virtuous man!
Song Yinxi decided to keep teasing him. She patted the space beside her boldly and said, “Hubby, come on~ I’ll share half the bed with you.”