“Don’t cry!”
“Please don’t cry!”
“I won’t leave, I won’t go anywhere, alright!”
Duan Jinchi’s voice was flustered as he coaxed her repeatedly, “I’ll stay with you, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll be right here with you!”
The moment the words left his mouth, he suddenly realized—
He was now Song Yinxi’s “husband.”
What kind of husband would leave his amnesiac wife alone in the hospital after a car accident?
Song Yinxi sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks, “What if I wake up and don’t see you?””
“You will, I swear!” Duan Jinchi said with sincere eyes, “Rest assured and sleep.”
She looked at him and whispered, “I’m hungry.”
“Then eat something before sleeping.”
“Okay…”
After having a simple meal, Song Yinxi fell into a deep sleep.
Duan Jinchi gazed at her sleeping face. Damn it!
One lie requires countless more to cover it up.
Song Yinxi had lost her memory.
He couldn’t possibly wait until she woke up and tell her he wasn’t really her husband.
He had no choice but to tough it out and keep up the act.
Act!
How hard could being a husband be?
There was nothing Duan Jinchi couldn’t handle. Being Song Yinxi’s husband was no exception.
Simple and easy, completely under control.
When Song Yinxi woke again, the sky outside had darkened.
The cold white light filled the hospital room like disinfectant, the air utterly still.
In her blurry vision, she saw Duan Jinchi sunk in a chair, a dark gray laptop quietly resting on his knees. The screen’s cold glow outlined his sharp jawline. He tapped a few keys on the keyboard, then pinched the bridge of his nose hard with his thumb and forefinger. After a brief pause, he instinctively glanced toward the hospital bed—
Their eyes met.
“Wife, you’re awake…”
Duan Jinchi casually set aside the laptop, “You must be hungry. Have something to eat.”
Song Yinxi watched him quietly. Duan Jinchi was really getting into his role, calling her “wife” so easily.
He stood up, pulled over the bedside table, and opened the thermal container.
Meanwhile, Song Yinxi slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
By the time she returned, food was already laid out on the table.
Duan Jinchi forced a fake smile, “Wife! You need to eat more. You’re too thin—eating well will help you recover faster.”
“Okay!”
Song Yinxi nodded, sitting back on the hospital bed, staring expectantly at Duan Jinchi.
“Why aren’t you eating? Does it not suit your taste?” Duan Jinchi asked.
She shook her head and said softly, “Hubby, will you feed me?”
“Your hands aren’t injured,” Duan Jinchi blurted out without thinking.
Song Yinxi’s lips quivered, her eyes instantly reddening.
“Don’t cry! I’ll feed you! I’ll feed you…” Duan Jinchi picked up the chopsticks.
What sin!
What was he even doing?!
Being a husband really wasn’t that easy!
Since childhood, he had always been the one served by others. Song Yinxi was the first person he had ever hand-fed.
If it weren’t for her amnesia, he would absolutely never feed her.
Duan Jinchi wore a look of grim determination, while Song Yinxi was secretly overjoyed!
Mom and Dad, I’ve made it!
The great CEO of Herun Group, Duan Jinchi, is actually feeding me!
This feeling is absolutely amazing!
“Hubby, the food you feed me tastes especially delicious!” Song Yinxi’s sparkling eyes fixed on him.
“Hmm.”
“Hubby, you’re so handsome…”
Why was she suddenly complimenting him out of nowhere? What was she up to now?
Song Yinxi obediently opened her mouth.
Was he overthinking it?
Well…
Song Yinxi had lost her memory.
She wasn’t the same person who always used to oppose him.
“Honey, give me a kiss.”
Duan Jinchi’s hand trembled, nearly dropping his chopsticks. His heartbeat raced uncontrollably, and the tips of his ears turned red.
“Let’s eat, don’t mess around,” he forced himself to sound calm.
“I’m eating very obediently, shouldn’t you reward me?” Song Yinxi leaned forward, tilting her head to stare at his flushed ears. “Honey, your ears are red.”
“No, you’re seeing things,” he stubbornly denied.
“We’re married, we must have kissed many times before. Yet just mentioning it makes your ears red. Honey, you’re so innocent…”
Had Song Yinxi really lost her memory, or had she developed a split personality?
Since when did she know how to flirt with men like this?
“We… we haven’t been married long, so… so we’re not used to intimate contact yet. And you’ve lost your memory – to you, I’m just a stranger. You should be more cautious around strange men, don’t be so… so…” Duan Jinchi struggled to find the right word.
“Promiscuous?” Song Yinxi helpfully supplied.
“No!”
Haha!
This was hilarious.
Song Yinxi never expected Duan Jinchi to be the innocent type. With that face of his, she’d assumed he was the kind of playboy who could navigate countless romantic encounters without getting attached.
She hadn’t even kissed him, just mentioned it, and he was already flustered.
She’d never seen Duan Jinchi look panicked in business settings.
Now she had.
Hmm…
Worth it!
After finishing her meal, Song Yinxi asked with a sweet smile, “Honey, do you want me to feed you?”
Duan Jinchi shook his head like a rattle-drum: “No, no!”Seeing him pick up a new pair of chopsticks, she immediately turned dramatic: ‘Honey, you’re rejecting me.’..”
Where did that come from?
“We’re husband and wife! We’ve already deeply exchanged saliva, and you still want separate chopsticks…”
Duan Jinchi looked at the chopsticks in his hand, then at her.
They weren’t a real couple, and they’d never exchanged saliva.
Since losing her memory, why had Song Yinxi turned into such a drama queen?
“You won’t let me see your abs, won’t let me kiss you, and now you’re using different chopsticks… We really are just a fake couple without any feelings…” Song Yinxi’s voice fell, her head drooping.
“Darling, how could I dislike you?” I love you most!” Duan Jinchi quickly put down the new chopsticks, picked up the previous pair, and put a piece of meat in his mouth with a smile at the corner of his eyes. “See? I don’t dislike you.”
Song Yinxi’s tears turned to laughter. “Honey, you should eat more too!”
Duan Jinchi gave a faint “mm” in response.
He reminded himself internally: Song Yinxi is a patient, you can’t argue with a patient.
He was a grown man – what did sharing chopsticks matter!
After the meal, Duan Jinchi cleared the table.
In just one day, he’d not only become Song Yinxi’s husband but also taken on the roles of babysitter and nurse.
“Honey, I want to take a bath…”
Duan Jinchi’s heart jumped, and he blurted out, “Do it yourself!”
This… this was something he really couldn’t help with!
Look how scared he was!
What was he thinking!
Song Yinxi burst out laughing. “I know, I mean I have bandages on my head that can’t get wet. Could you go buy me a shower cap?”
Duan Jinchi stared at her.
Song Yinxi gently hooked his pinky finger, softening her voice coquettishly. “Please, honey…”
Duan Jinchi stood by the bed, his gaze deeply fixed on her face, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
A… acting cute?
Who could withstand this level of attack?
Foul!
That’s a foul!
She blinked her beautiful eyes and said softly, “Honey, you wouldn’t want my head to get wet and have the wound infected, would you?”
Duan Jinchi forced himself to stay calm. “Alright, I’ll buy it!”
As he turned around, he nearly stumbled over his own feet.
Being a husband wasn’t as easy as he had imagined!