The person you like is in my bed.

"The Palace of Eternal Life on the seventh day of the seventh month..."

On stage, the opera singer sang fluently, her eyes sparkling, her movements stunning, drawing cheers from the audience.

Ye Qingzhou sat in the private room, the window wide open, facing the stage, cheering for the crape myrtle.

"Be gentle, your hands are all red from clapping." Jiang Jinghong picked up a piece of hibiscus cake and placed it on her plate. Ye Qingzhou was still looking at the people on the stage and didn't notice. Jiang Jinghong pursed her lips slightly, resignedly picked up her chopsticks again, picked up the hibiscus cake, and fed it to her.

"Waaah..." Ye Qingzhou had no choice but to take a bite, catch the rest with her hand, and put it down: "I don't want to eat this."

"Which one do you want to eat?" Jiang Jinghong casually picked up the remaining half of the hibiscus cake, threw it into her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and swallowed it with a sip of tea.

"Gula Chi. No pancakes, no honey syrup," Ye Qingzhou said.

Gula Chi is a pancake made of yogurt, starch, and egg white on the outside, filled with pine nut, walnut, and sugar filling, and topped with honey syrup in multiple layers. Jiang Jinghong instructed the waiter to buy it from a pastry shop outside.

A short while later, the waiter came over, put down the paper package, took the tip, and left.

Jiang Jinghong opened the paper package, used chopsticks to stir the honey syrup, and separated the outer pancake, revealing the pine nut and walnut filling inside. He then switched to a spoon, scooped out a spoonful of filling, and brought it to Ye Qingzhou's lips, who was intently watching the show.

Ye Qingzhou didn't even look at it, and took a bite.

Ye Qingzhou ate a few bites and drank some tea, then complained that she couldn't eat anymore. In the paper package, only small, broken pieces of honey-glazed pancake remained. Jiang Jinghong glanced at them, sighed, and had no choice but to eat them.

The performance on stage is excellent. The audience below is simply watching.

Yu Yue followed her brother to the corner on the second floor, staring intently at Ye Qingzhou, her eyes full of resentment: "Spoiled and troublesome."

So, what is it about Ye Qingzhou that makes her brother so unforgettable?

Yu Xi's eyes first followed Ye Qingzhou's smile, then fell on her hand rubbing her stomach. Ye Qingzhou moved slightly, the hairpins and ornaments on her head swayed, and the jade pendant at her waist dangled.

Less than a year after their divorce, Yu Xi was back to being penniless, just like he had been more than a decade earlier. Meanwhile, Ye Qingzhou was radiant and even more beautiful than before.

How could Yu Xi swallow this insult? What's more, the man fawning over Ye Qingzhou was Yu Xi's former brother. The thought of those days of calling each other brothers and walking arm-in-arm in and out of the Ye family home was disgusting.

"Little sister, I'll go distract Jiang Jinghong. You use that thing to lure Ye Qingzhou to the back alley, keep her occupied, and wait for me to come over," Yu Xi said.

Yu Yue nodded.

Just as Yu Xi was about to go downstairs, she turned around and saw Ye Qingzhou leaning slightly against Jiang Jinghong. Enraged, Yu Xi stormed downstairs.

"Jinghong~" Ye Qingzhou was a little sleepy, leaning against Jiang Jinghong, holding one of his arms, and fiddling with a handkerchief in the other, touching it casually.

They treat it like a cat or a dog.

With each gentle, soft touch, Jiang Jinghong felt a ticklish sensation, as if a layer of fur had grown inside her. That ticklish feeling was then soothed and intoxicated by Ye Qingzhou's sweet scent.

"Go to sleep," Jiang Jinghong said softly. Pregnancy naturally involves a lot of sleep.

"Mmm~" Ye Qingzhou responded softly, her eyes gradually closing as she leaned against Jiang Jinghong.

Like a child, she fell asleep the moment she said so. Jiang Jinghong held her in his arms, a smile on his face. But when he looked up again, his smile vanished: through the crack in the door, Yu Xi stood with her arms crossed, watching him coldly.

Yu Xi knocked on the door.

Jiang Jinghong didn't want him to come in, so she settled Ye Qingzhou in and went out.

Just as Yu Xi was about to speak, she noticed that the restaurant was crowded and noisy, so she gave Jiang Jinghong a look and went out.

Jiang Jinghong looked around and followed.

Seeing that Yu Xi and Jiang Jinghong had disappeared, Yu Yue walked to the private room and pushed the door open.

The door is locked.

"Who is it?" Ye Qingzhou's voice came, still slow and gentle due to lack of sleep.

Just like before. Just one word brought Yu Yue back to her carefree life. In fact, looking back on her days, it was only after this sister-in-law came into her life that things became warm and cozy, with plenty to eat and wear.

A wave of sweet memories washed over Yu Yue, and she smiled, saying, "Sister-in-law, it's me. Open the door quickly."

Inside, a chair creaked. But no footsteps were heard, and the door remained closed.

The smile on Yu Yue's face vanished, and she spoke again: "Ye Qingzhou! Open the door!"

Ha! Ye Qingzhou shook his head. Who was she threatening? Yu Yue hadn't changed. Her tone was the same as before. When she asked her sister-in-law for something, and then refused, her words were as hard and cold as a stone soaked in winter.

Yu Yue knocked on the door again, loudly. Bang, bang, bang.

Ye Qingzhou didn't respond with a single word.

"Damn it," Yu Yue cursed under her breath, but when she saw the waiter passing by, she suppressed her anger and forced a smile: "Sister-in-law, it wasn't me calling you, it was Miss Liu calling you."

This time, sure enough, there were sounds of chairs being pulled out and footsteps inside.

Yu Yue was overjoyed and forgot Yu Xi's instructions. She took out a small cloth bag from her chest, about the size of her palm, and opened it layer by layer. Inside was a jade pendant with tassels. Yu Yue said, "Sister-in-law, open the door. This belongs to Miss Liu. You'll recognize it at a glance."

"Miss Liu? That's even more unacceptable." As the man's voice rang out, a hand suddenly reached out and snatched the jade pendant.

It was Jiang Jinghong who grabbed the tassel of the jade pendant.

Yu Yue hurriedly snatched it back.

With a single pull, the jade pendant and tassel split in two.

Yu Yue clutched the bare jade ring, her chest heaving with anger. Fearing the ring would also be stolen, she hurriedly ran away.

The door opened.

As soon as Jiang Jinghong entered, Ye Qingzhou praised her: "Jinghong is really amazing! She arrived just in time, and her aura was so powerful. With Jinghong by my side, I have no worries at all, and I'm almost turning into a little fool."

Jiang Jinghong smiled, but when she spoke, she saw right through her: "Am I amazing? But Miss Liu is rich! Some fools will believe a conman who mentions Miss Liu and shows them some broken jade pendant."

After saying that, Jiang Jinghong threw the tassel on the table and sat down.

Ye Qingzhou handed him a teacup, and Jiang Jinghong tried to take it. But she wouldn't let him, and instead personally took the teacup and fed him the tea.

Jiang Jinghong savored that sip of tea with utmost delight.

Ye Qingzhou then picked up the tassel and examined it closely: "This is real."

"Tsk!" Jiang Jinghong looked at her with displeasure, his eyelids drooping.

“I’m not after her money. Besides, you’re much richer than her.”

The Liu family was the richest in the city, and Jiang Jinghong knew he couldn't compete. But hearing the lie made him feel better, and his anger subsided.

“I’ve suffered the same loss before. You can see what kind of life I’ve been living for the past ten years. I’m afraid the Yu family will use the same trick again. Miss Liu has been kind to me.” Ye Qingzhou sat down next to Jiang Jinghong.

Jiang Jinghong pulled her into his arms and said, "I understand. I'll take care of it."

The next day, the jade pendant and tassel were returned to Miss Liu. Miss Liu wanted to thank Ye Qingzhou in person, but Jiang Jinghong stopped her, saying that the two of them needed to prepare for their wedding and that they should talk about it in a few days.

Jiang Jinghong returned to her new house in the city, went straight into the inner courtyard, and found Ye Qingzhou in the study.

After delivering the message, Jiang Jinghong didn't forget to put down Yu Xi: "None of the three of them, mother and children, wanted to take the blame for the theft, and they kept passing the buck. Guess who finally took the blame?"

Like father, like son. Mother Yu's upbringing was flawed; this whole family is a den of snakes and rats, none of them are good people. Ye Qingzhou was about to speak, but fearing she might say the wrong thing and Jiang Jinghong might become jealous, she changed her words, saying, "Can't guess? Who is it?"

“Yu Yue. It was her mother who, with righteous indignation, personally delivered her to the yamen runners.” Jiang Jinghong finished speaking and looked to see Ye Qingzhou’s reaction.

"Even tigers don't eat their cubs, it's really unexpected." Ye Qingzhou put down the book and immediately thought of Uncle Yu Si, who had taken the blame for Yu Yue, and Yu Xiaohong, who stayed by her side.

How could she not blame Yu Xi? Jiang Jinghong walked to Ye Qingzhou's side, embraced her, and felt her familiar scent. He took several breaths, still not satisfied: "Let's try out the new bed in the bedroom and see if it's comfortable?"

“But people say that you can’t lie on the new bed randomly before the wedding.” Ye Qingzhou looked up and could only see Jiang Jinghong’s chin, not his face.

"Then lie down on this bed and sleep with me for a while." Jiang Jinghong's arm was wrapped around her very firmly as he walked resolutely to the back.

Pressed down on the bed, Ye Qingzhou's face was covered in kisses, and Jiang Jinghong even bit his lips in a fit of anger. Ye Qingzhou dared not speak out: He sleeps with him every day, how come he's still so unsatisfied?

She slept soundly until dusk.

It's alright. If no one had knocked on the door, I could have gone back to sleep for the night.

Jiang Jinghong got dressed and went to the front hall, where she met Senior Brother Zeng.

"Brother Jiang, you look radiant! It's true what they say, good things always bring joy!" Master Zeng said with a smile.

"These past few days, everything has gone smoothly thanks to your help, Senior Brother." Jiang Jinghong invited his Senior Brother to sit down again.

“We are kindred spirits, and I trust your character.” Master Zeng picked up his teacup and blew on the floating tea leaves inside.

Senior brother, why are you bringing this up at this hour instead of spending time with your wife and kids? Jiang Jinghong's eyes darted around, and he smiled as he clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute: "But, what did I do wrong? Senior brother, please speak freely."

"Hiss~ How should I put it? Who did you offend? I heard there's a bunch of thugs and hooligans gathering in the west of the city. Old Hu was delivering sesame cakes when he passed by and asked around. He said they're after the new guy surnamed Jiang." Senior Brother Zeng took a sip of tea and sighed, "The new guy, surnamed Jiang, from a wealthy family. We put our heads together, and we thought, isn't that you?"

Jiang Jinghong frowned, not daring to be negligent. The wedding day was in a few days. He gritted his teeth and sneered, "Yu Xi, he really hasn't given up yet."

“Yu Xi? Possibly. But he alone doesn’t have such a large entourage.” Senior Brother Zeng put down his teacup, his face also full of worry.

Jiang Jinghong nodded. There was someone plotting against him behind his back—that person was Yu Xi. If it was a group of people causing trouble, then they were likely connected to Yu Xi. What, did Yu Xi want to rekindle her relationship with Ye Qingzhou? No way! Ye Qingzhou was in his bed right now.