Chapter 6 Honey, where are our wedding rings?

Mr. Duan was at the hospital with his "wife".

Chen Shan only dared to keep these words to himself, not daring to utter a single word.

Is Mr. Duan diligently playing the role of someone else's husband in the hospital?

He simply couldn't understand the tastes of the wealthy.

"Mr. Xie, why don't you make a call and ask him yourself?" Chen Shan remained expressionless, determined not to betray his boss.

"What kind of assistant are you? You don't even know where your boss is." Xie Shuya glanced at him, sat down on the sofa, and dialed Duan Jinchi's number.

Chen Shan stood to one side expressionlessly.

Although Xie Shuya is a wealthy woman, she owns several beauty salons and is usually very busy, so she rarely comes to Herun.

Their sudden visit today must mean something's up.

Duan Jinchi answered the phone after leaving the ward.

"Where?" Xie Shuya asked coldly.

"Meeting a client."

"Are you alright tonight?"

Chen Shan took the coffee from his secretary and gently placed it in front of Xie Shuya.

"Something's wrong."

"Duan Jinchi! You're always busy, busy, busy. When are you finally going to bring a girlfriend home to see me? I don't care, you have to be there for dinner with the Lin family's daughter tonight!" Xie Shuya said firmly.

Chen Shan's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, people don't visit temples without a reason.

The poor CEO is in the hospital with a "fake wife" and his own mother is trying to force him into a marriage alliance.

Duan Jinchi is clearly surrounded by women, yet he shows little interest in any of them.

It's truly a case of some suffering from drought while others are drowning from floods.

“I’ve met the Lin family woman, but I don’t like her.” Duan Jinchi refused decisively. “Mom, don’t worry about the marriage. Maybe I’ll bring her back to meet you tomorrow.”

"You? Bringing someone back?" Xie Shuya's tone rose. "That might fool your dad, but not me? If you're not going, I'll send your dad back to China tomorrow, and we'll have another little brother!"

"Congratulations."

Xie Shuya: "..."

"But Mom, remember to have a full physical exam before you have a baby," Duan Jinchi said sincerely. "Also, it doesn't necessarily have to be a boy; it could be a girl."

"Duan, Jin, Chi!"

"Mom, you really don't need to worry about my marriage. I might find someone soon. You'll have to find a way to cancel tonight's blind date yourself. I'm busy right now, bye."

Duan Jinchi decisively hung up the phone.

Inside the ward, Song Yinxi quickly slipped back to her bed and lay down.

She never expected that someone like Duan Jinchi would be pressured to get married and even arranged to go on blind dates.

Just thinking about it makes me want to laugh.

She couldn't wait for Duan Jinchi to actually go on a blind date—that way she could stand on her moral high ground and point fingers at him.

Just thinking about it makes me feel incredibly good.

Unfortunately, he refused!

When Duan Jinchi returned to the ward, his face was devoid of any emotion.

"Honey, whose phone is that?"

"Work-related matters."

"Are you going to the company?" Song Yinxi asked, feigning concern. "Go ahead, I'm fine."

"I'm not going."

Going back to the company now would be tantamount to walking into a trap.

"Honey, can you tell me how we got together? The doctor said that recalling the past can help me recover my memory." Song Yinxi sat up, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him, full of anticipation.

Duan Jinchi hesitated for a moment, "This..."

"Tell me! And how did you propose to me? I saw in the information that I'm only 24 years old, how come I'm getting married so young? You must love me very much for me to agree to marry you..."

"Let me think about where to begin..." Duan Jinchi tried to remain calm.

He needs to think carefully about how to craft this story.

They were never even together!

"Um!"

Duan Jinchi met her bright, shining eyes, his heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he was completely stunned.

Song Yinxi stretched out her fair fingertips and gently poked his arm. "Honey, don't just keep reminiscing to yourself, tell me too... I also want to know how I married such a handsome husband like you!"

Duan Jinchi couldn't help but smile, completely captivated by her words.

She would never have said such sweet things to him before.

What a scoundrel!

All they do is chuckle secretly, never saying a single honest word.

What's there to be so smug about!

She's so angry!

“You’ve had a crush on me for a long time,” Duan Jinchi said, making things up as he thought. “One night you got drunk and called me to confess your feelings, saying you’d cry if I didn’t say yes, so I had no choice but to date you…”

Song Yinxi: "..."

That's quite a story!

Or was she secretly in love with him?

Keep dreaming!

"So back then...didn't you like me?" Song Yinxi lowered her eyes, looking disappointed, and pouted her little mouth in grievance.

"I like you, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon. You're braver than me," Duan Jinchi explained. "However, I proposed first!"

"Oh? How did you ask for it?" Song Yinxi suddenly perked up. "I have no recollection of it at all! Look, I don't even have a wedding ring on my hand."

She suddenly grabbed Duan Jinchi's left hand, "You're not wearing it either..."

"Have we... broken up?"

She got carried away with her acting, covering her face with her hands, "No! Honey, you're so handsome, I don't want to be separated from you..."

Duan Jinchi was in a real bind.

Women are indeed very perceptive.

He hadn't even thought about the ring.

"Didn't we have a fight before? You threw the ring away in a fit of anger, so I put mine in the drawer, and that's why I haven't been wearing it," Duan Jinchi said, forcing a lie.

"Oh, I see... Where did you throw the ring? Did you retrieve it?"

Song Yinxi didn't seem to have much doubt.

Duan Jinchi felt even more guilty. "I threw it on the road and didn't pick it up."

"The male lead in idol dramas always secretly picks them up..." Song Yinxi muttered softly, her tone sad.

Duan Jinchi twitched the corner of his mouth. "Sorry, I'm not the male lead in an idol drama. But as compensation, you can choose any ring you like."

"Really?" Song Yinxi's eyes lit up.

"Of course, your husband has plenty of money."

"Honey, I love you so much~"

Song Yinxi excitedly rushed over and hugged him, burying her face in his chest.

Duan Jinchi seemed to hear the sound of his own heart pounding out of control.

She, she, she...

She actually hugged him on her own initiative?

So soft.

He has never liked physical contact with people, but at this moment he felt that a hug seemed... not bad.

My body and mind felt as if they were enveloped by something soft, and I unconsciously relaxed.

how so?

That's strange.

Duan Jinchi's gaze fell down to her hair, and he murmured softly, "Wife, you should wash your hair..."

It's a bit oily.

Song Yinxi pushed him away, "Then how did you take care of me?"

Duan Jinchi: "??"

"Even though we're husband and wife, does that mean I have to wash your hair? Is this my fault?"

Song Yinxi narrowed her eyes. "You mean, we haven't taken a bath together since we got married?"