“I’m going to take a shower first.”
The man’s low, magnetic voice came from behind her, sending a jolt through Song Yunfei.
She snapped her eyes open.
What greeted her was a mottled, timeworn wall, splashed with garish, multicolored graffiti—who knew by whom.
Song Yunfei was dazed. Wasn’t I in a taxi? Where on earth did this drop me?
Before she could sort it out, a fierce wave of hunger surged up from her stomach, leaving her lightheaded.
Catching the scent of food in the air, she forced herself upright.
Only then did she realize she was lying on a bed.
It was a fairly large studio apartment. The dining table and the bed shared the same space, with the bathroom diagonally opposite.
Not far behind her, the man was taking off his jacket.
He was broad-shouldered and long-legged, with deep-set eyes and sharply defined features—a naturally aloof, cool presence.
The only problem was the poop-yellow food delivery uniform on him, which clashed spectacularly with his aura.
Song Yunfei blinked, staring at him for a long moment.
Sensing her gaze, the man took off the uniform and draped it over a chair, then glanced up at her.
“Eat first,” he said flatly. “After I finish showering… I’ll come back.”
With that, he turned and went into the bathroom.
Still completely muddled, Song Yunfei decided to fill her stomach before dealing with anything else.
But just as she was about to get out of bed, her mind buzzed violently. A flood of memories that didn’t belong to her came crashing in.
She froze in place.
T-transmigrated… into a book?
She remembered now—everything.
She’d been on her way to the airport, killing time in the taxi by reading a novel. Then the taxi collided head-on with a sports car that had run a red light. And just like that, she’d transmigrated into the very novel she’d been reading.
The man from earlier was the novel’s male lead—Chu Jinhan.
And the body she’d transmigrated into was also named Song Yunfei.
The original Song Yunfei had been a low-level employee at Yanjin Group in Haishi. Half a year ago, she’d gone to the airport to pick up a client.
She didn’t find the client.
Instead, she hit someone with her car.
And not just anyone—the company’s president, Chu Jinhan, whom she’d only seen from afar.
On the way to the hospital, Chu Jinhan suddenly woke up—only to discover he’d lost his memory.
Terrified of going to prison, and in a moment of panic, the original Song Yunfei made a bold decision.
She lied.
She told Chu Jinhan she was his girlfriend.
She spun an elaborate story: that they were childhood sweethearts who’d grown up together in an orphanage; that she’d supported him through school and overseas studies; that she’d waited five long years for him.
That when he finally returned, he’d offended enemies and been beaten into amnesia—and she’d barely managed to rescue him.
And shockingly, Chu Jinhan believed it.
She immediately quit her job—didn’t even collect her salary—and whisked him away overnight to this remote city, Qingcheng.
Once there, she claimed they were hiding from his enemies and kept him confined to this rental apartment for over two months.
She confiscated his phone. Forbade him from using any new media or devices.
Only after the heat died down and the news stopped reporting his disappearance did she finally allow him to go job-hunting.
Even then, she refused to let him apply to big companies, saying she was afraid someone might recognize him.
After a thorough round of psychological manipulation, she accompanied him to a small firm, where he became a low-level employee earning 3,500 yuan a month.
But 3,500 yuan wasn’t enough to support the two of them.
Left with no choice, Chu Jinhan took a second job delivering food at night.
As for the original Song Yunfei, her mind was filled with one thing only—getting pregnant with Chu Jinhan’s child.
That way, even if he recovered his memory one day, he’d spare her for the child’s sake. Maybe she could even marry into a wealthy family. At the very least, she’d get some money.
So she never worked.
Unsure when Chu Jinhan might regain his memory, she spent her days scheming about how to sleep with him.
But even with amnesia, Chu Jinhan still had his brain.
No matter how heartfelt her lies sounded, he harbored doubts.
She’d replaced his phone and number; aside from her, there wasn’t a single contact saved—suspicious in itself.
And more importantly, he felt no love toward her at all.
On top of that, over the past six months, her controlling behavior had grown unbearable. If he didn’t reply within a minute, she’d blow up. She checked in on him over ten times a day.
She was also lazy to the extreme—doing nothing all day except thinking about sleeping with him.
Every night, Chu Jinhan would come home late from food delivery, clean the apartment, and bring her food.
The guilt he’d once felt toward her slowly turned into resistance. He often stayed out delivering food until the middle of the night before coming home.
Two days ago, it finally exploded into an argument.
In a fit of anger, Chu Jinhan blurted out what he’d been holding back—questioning whether she was hiding something from him.
The original Song Yunfei panicked.
In a moment of rage, she went on a hunger strike.
And starved herself to death.
When she woke up again—she became this Song Yunfei.
And to make things worse, this novel was a tragic female lead rebirth story.
In her previous life, the female lead—Chu Jinhan’s fiancée—had waited over a year before finally hearing news of his return.
Then came the bombshell: Chu Jinhan had lost his memory—and brought back a pregnant woman.
That woman was Song Yunfei.
Chu Jinhan insisted he had to take responsibility for her pregnancy.
Song Yunfei thought she had it made. She stirred up trouble nonstop—bullied Chu Jinhan’s mute younger sister, angered his grandfather to death, and framed the female lead at every turn.
The female lead was completely heartbroken and finally decided to let go—only to die in a car accident.
That was when Chu Jinhan recovered his memory.
The truth came out.
He awakened too late, realized he loved the female lead, and fell into unbearable grief.
Then he took brutal revenge on Song Yunfei.
After being reborn, the female lead didn’t wait anymore. She immediately turned around and got involved with Chu Jinhan’s younger brother.
The plot shifted.
Upon learning that his fiancée had married someone else, Chu Jinhan was so stimulated that he recovered his memory ahead of schedule.
Naturally, Song Yunfei’s miserable ending also arrived early.
In both lifetimes, she died the same way.
First, Chu Jinhan forcibly made her abort the child. Then he sent her to prison, where she served five years. After her release, she died miserably on the streets under his revenge.
After absorbing all these memories, Song Yunfei felt like the sky had collapsed.
None of this had been written in the book. Back when she was reading it, she’d even thought Chu Jinhan was too heartless.
Now that she’d inherited these memories, she could only think—
The original Song Yunfei really had it coming.
But now that she was Song Yunfei…
She didn’t deserve to die for it.
Why do I have to pay for the original owner’s sins?!
There was less than a year left before the Chu family found Chu Jinhan.
No—she had to run before that happened.
But where could she go?
With the Chu family’s power, as long as she stayed in the country, they could find her in minutes.
Though she had no idea why it had taken them over a year to locate Chu Jinhan in the first place.
Don’t ask. The answer was obviously plot necessity.
That meant only one option—going abroad.
But she had no money.
The original owner had only graduated a year ago, living paycheck to paycheck. Even renting this place had been done with online loans.
She still owed over twenty thousand yuan.
No matter how she thought about it, Song Yunfei couldn’t come up with a solution.
Forget it. Eat first.
She got out of bed, sat at the small table, opened the takeout box, and started eating.
Not long after, the sound of running water from the bathroom stopped.
Chu Jinhan emerged in a set of gray pajamas.
In his hands was a plastic basin filled with freshly washed clothes—not just his own, but hers as well.
Song Yunfei’s clothes were always tossed into the basin and left to soak. In this heat, by the time Chu Jinhan got home, they usually already stank.
After showering, he’d wash them for her as a matter of course.
Over time, she’d grown even lazier.
“Hands out for clothes, mouth open for food” wouldn’t have been an exaggeration.
Chu Jinhan glanced at the woman eating at the table, stayed silent for a moment, then turned to the balcony to hang the clothes.
Hearing the movement, Song Yunfei stole a look at him.
She had to admit—the man was truly domesticated.
Working during the day, delivering food at night, cleaning the house after midnight.
For a full six months, not a single complaint.
Too bad that the man before and after regaining his memory were completely different people.
The gentler he was now, the more ruthless he’d become later.
After hanging the clothes, Chu Jinhan tidied up the room before finally sitting down on the bed, staring at Song Yunfei with an unreadable expression.
She quickly lowered her head and focused on her food.
Chu Jinhan had always slept on the battered old sofa, claiming he came back too late and didn’t want to disturb her.
To this day, the two of them hadn’t even kissed.
Now that he’d taken the initiative to sit on the bed, it was probably because of her hunger strike these past two days.
Looks like… the original owner had forced him to compromise.