Chapter 30 Brother, how about I help you check your sister-in-law's feelings for you?

Menstrual period?

oh.

How can you even ask that?

"Then...when will it end?" Duan Jinchi asked blankly.

"Usually seven days. But having sex right after that isn't good for a girl's health, so you have to wait nine days in total," Song Yinxi casually told him.

"I'll remember that. Women really have it tough," Duan Jinchi sighed softly.

"Absolutely! Especially in summer, wearing sanitary napkins and underwear is pure torture for women!" Song Yinxi became more and more excited as she spoke. "Sigh, I really envy you men!"

Duan Jinchi dared not casually accept this topic.

As Song Yinxi spoke, she let go of him and then happily admired her newly bought dress and sparkling jewelry.

It was bought with my "arch-rival's" money, and even the fire of the diamond seems to be more dazzling.

Duan Jinchi stood quietly to the side, watching her. Song Yinxi was radiant, and his eyes reflected that radiance.

He used to not understand why his father always liked to buy things for his mother, but now he seems to understand.

Happy wife, happy life.

Song Yinxi admired the necklace and earrings for a while before carefully removing them and solemnly placing them in the glass cabinet. "My darlings, I'll come back to pamper you again when I attend a banquet~"

Those jewels were her treasures, but what about him?

Lying in bed that night, Duan Jinchi belatedly realized that he had actually been jealous of jewelry.

horrible!

Is Song Yinxi really that charming?

He couldn't help but turn his head. The room was pitch black, and he couldn't see her, but he could hear her breathing so close to his face and smell her faint fragrance.

He turned over, quietly moved closer, and slowly got closer to her. Finally, he carefully reached out and gently embraced her.

Um.

That's more like it.

This is how couples should sleep.

Especially newlyweds.

The sky outside the window is gradually brightening.

Song Yinxi woke up first, only to feel a heavy arm around her waist and something hard pressing against her back.

┐(￣ー￣)┌

She froze.

How did Duan Jinchi sleep last night?

He, he, he...

Song Yinxi pushed his hand away and moved forward a little.

"Wife..."

"Honey, what are you doing?"

what?

Why are you criticizing me!

Do you realize how much this would affect an innocent woman?

"Go to the restroom!"

Song Yinxi shook him off again and decisively got out of bed.

Duan Jinchi was still half asleep, his eyelids still closed, so he didn't see her bright red ears.

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Changqing Group.

Min Xin flipped through the jewelry photos sent by Song Yinxi and couldn't help but exclaim, "No wonder he's the president of Herun, he's incredibly extravagant!"

“Xixi, you said he pretended to be your husband and even gave you jewelry worth three small goals—if he doesn’t really like you, then he’s just playing the long game!” Min Xin lowered her voice. “A man with such deep thoughts is terrifying, so terrifying.”

"Who cares? The jewelry is in my hands now. At worst, I won't take it with me. At least I enjoyed it." Song Yinxi had a good attitude. "Jiang Muyun's side is settled. Our target now is plot number 109! Duan Jinchi actually asked me last night if I would cry if I failed the bid. Why does he think I would lose? There are so many people who don't get married now. Elderly care is a social problem. Those who actively choose not to marry have money and high requirements for elderly care. Not just any nursing home can meet their needs."

Who will have the last laugh is still uncertain!

“But Duan Jinchi is really generous. He gave you such an expensive necklace even though he knew it was fake. Most people wouldn’t be willing to do that,” Min Xin added.

Song Yinxi pictured Duan Jinchi's face. "He... is quite generous, and handsome too."

Min Xin chuckled to herself, "You're praising him."

Song Yinxi calmly replied, "I'm just stating the facts. Let's get back to work, and then we'll go to the concert tonight."

Min Xin nodded excitedly.

In the evening, Duan Jinchi had dinner with some friends.

"Brother, why didn't your wife come?"

"What's she doing here, a woman, at our gathering of a few men?" Duan Jinchi asked arrogantly, swirling his wine glass.

Song Yinxi went to a concert tonight and won't be coming.

“I suspect you two are putting on an act for us,” Xie Shumo said leisurely. “Are you really going to have a business marriage? If you two join forces, I’ll immediately buy shares in both of your companies out of my own pocket!”

"It will be made public when the time is right," Duan Jinchi replied dismissively.

He dares not think about what will happen after Song Yinxi regains her memory.

He had dreamt of her several times, and none of them had a happy ending. Each time, she left without a second thought.

"Brother, what you said is as good as saying nothing at all," Xie Shumo complained.

"I did it on purpose," Duan Jinchi said with a sly smile.

After a few rounds of drinks, Xie Shumo leaned over and asked, "Brother, are you drunk?"

What do you want to do?

"Let's test your marital relationship and see if your sister-in-law will come to pick you up." Xie Shumo raised an eyebrow. "Give me your phone, I'll make a call for you. Let's see if your former nemesis, now your arranged wife, will come to get you."

She won't come.

Song Yinxi is probably still at the concert right now, and even if it's over, she won't be coming out anytime soon.

“I can’t bear to have my wife come to pick me up late at night. It’s not like I don’t have a driver. She’s been spoiled since she was a child, and now that she’s married to me, I can’t bear to see her work so hard.” Duan Jinchi patted Xie Shumo on the shoulder. “Brother, you still have a lot to learn.”

Xie Shumo looked bewildered: "Brother, you used to say you wanted to acquire Changqing, but now you're suddenly feeling sorry for her?"

He could hardly believe it was Duan Jinchi.

"Haven't you heard of it? Enemies become wives. Putting aside our opposing identities, she's my wife, and it's only natural to treat my wife well. I can't reason with you people who don't have wives and don't know how to cherish them!" Duan Jinchi said arrogantly. "I'm leaving now, I need to go back early, otherwise she'll miss me."

He got up and left, leaving the group of people at the table looking at each other in bewilderment.

On the way back, Duan Jinchi sent a message to Song Yinxi on his phone:

Honey, is the concert over?

Honey, are you home yet?

Honey, I'll be home soon.

Honey, should I prepare your bath water beforehand?

Wife—

Why aren't you replying to my messages?

Song Yinxi, is your phone out of battery?

Remember to bring a power bank when you go out next time!

Duan Jinchi suddenly realized that after being discharged from the hospital, he often seemed to be the one who got home first.

Does she really dislike going home that much?

Is the outside world really that fun?

He was just saying it casually; he wouldn't actually ask Song Yinxi to prepare his bathwater—that's a servant's job.

Duan Jinchi arrived home, took a shower, but was still not back.

He picked up his phone, but didn't reply to the person; he did reply to a message, though.

But this reply...

He wasn't very satisfied!