Chapter 77 I'm rich, I can keep ten mistresses!

He's quite savvy.

"I'm sorry! I sincerely apologize to sixteen-year-old Song Yinxi!" Duan Jinchi said earnestly.

"Tsk, tsk tsk~" Song Yinxi slowly sat up, "Not sincere enough."

Duan Jinchi knelt on the bed, grabbed her hand and placed it on his face. "I'm sorry for hurting sixteen-year-old Xixi. I know I was wrong. When we get back to Jingzhou, I'll have my dad apologize to you too!"

Song Yinxi: "..."

Is he out of his mind?!

You are such a filial son!

"That wasn't something your dad said, why should your uncle apologize!" Song Yinxi pulled her hand away. "Alright, you've apologized, you can go now."

"I'm not leaving!"

Are you leaving or not?

"I won't leave! I won't leave—" Duan Jinchi leaned forward and buried his face in her arms.

Only persistent pursuit will win a wife's affection.

"I'm going to film this, I'm going to expose you, reveal your true colors, and let the people of Jingzhou know that Duan Jinchi, who seems so unruly on the surface, is actually a clingy person in private! And I'm your mortal enemy—" Song Yinxi said, pretending to be fierce.

"Yes, nemesis! Nemesis is wife! You are my nemesis, and also my wife..."

"Stop!"

Song Yinxi grabbed his hair and played with it, "We both know we're not married at all. To outsiders, we're already divorced. You still want me to be your wife? You'll have to wait!"

"How long... shall we wait?"

“I was just playing around before. If it’s really about marriage, I’ll probably wait until my company becomes a Fortune 500 company before I consider it.” Song Yinxi patted his shoulder.

Duan Jinchi's expression froze.

"No, Duan Jinchi, what do you mean! Do you think I can't do it? Or do you think it will take me decades?" Song Yinxi tapped his chest. "Hmm?"

"You can do it, I believe in you!" Duan Jinchi replied instantly. "I'm just wondering, will I still be first in line then?"

What should we do first?

"Propose!"

He's thinking quite far ahead.

No--

Duan Jinchi had already proposed to Duan Jinchi.

However, her father returned halfway there.

"Is it possible?" Duan Jinchi pressed.

"How could I know that people's hearts can change in an instant?"

"You cunning vixen!" Duan Jinchi was angry, but he couldn't bear to do anything to her.

"You bastard, you dog of a man!"

How is he a jerk?

How could he be such a jerk?!

You don't want him, right?

OK!

"I'm sleeping on the sofa tonight, don't come looking for me in the middle of the night, and don't touch me!" Duan Jinchi got out of bed aggressively. "Don't you dare attack me!"

"I ambushed you?" Song Yinxi laughed. "With your face and your figure, I could keep ten of them as mistresses!"

Duan Jinchi turned around instantly, "What! Ten!"

"You, you can't even handle me alone, and you always say no more, no more..."

"You want to keep ten more mistresses!"

"You're a female ghost, do you need to absorb yang energy?"

I'm so angry!

We agreed that he would be my sex partner, but it's been so long since the last time, and we haven't had a single one.

"If I want to, I can do it! Two people massage my shoulders, two massage my arms, two massage my legs, one feeds me, and three perform for me," Song Yinxi exclaimed, expressing her dream. "That feeling... wouldn't be so amazing!"

Although it was just Song Yinxi's fantasy, Duan Jinchi felt a surge of anger in his chest whenever he thought of that scene.

Ahhhh—

Once she recovered from her illness, she was back to her old self, and she could talk back to anyone again!

“Those men outside are unclean, but I am clean. You are the only woman I have.”

"That's easy. I have money, can't I find a virgin?"

“You can’t tell if someone is a virgin!” Duan Jinchi said.

“That’s true…” Song Yinxi stared at him meaningfully, “Someone’s not a virgin anymore, but he’s acting all high and mighty.”

"Then I've given you my body...you have to take responsibility for me!"

Here we go again!

I'm not going to say anything more.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Song Yinxi decided to ignore him.

The more attention he received, the more enthusiastic Duan Jinchi became.

At night, Song Yinxi slept in bed, while Duan Jinchi slept on the sofa.

Duan Jinchi was extremely tired, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

He boasted, telling Song Yinxi not to come looking for him with malicious intent.

But what if he wants to go find Song Yinxi?

Although he was sick and not feeling well these past few days, he was still able to sleep while holding Song Yinxi.

But not tonight.

Go quietly.

I'll be back on the sofa first thing tomorrow morning.

Without hesitation, Duan Jinchi groped his way to the large bed in the dark.

Hmm~

My wife's bed is so warm.

My wife smells so good.

I love my wife so much!

Duan Jinchi sniffed around Song Yinxi, carefully holding her close.

I'll definitely wake up before her tomorrow morning.

You must go back to the sofa.

I'll keep it a secret that I slept with Song Yinxi tonight.

Duan Jinchi fell asleep contentedly.

Snap!

A crisp slap rang out in the quiet room.

Duan Jinchi felt a burning pain on his cheek.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Song Yinxi's beautiful face as she woke up. She blew on her hands and then tossed her hair.

My thoughts drifted back to the present.

Oops!

Oh no! Oh no!

Last night I had such wonderful plans, I quietly went back to the sofa, and somehow ended up sleeping soundly in my wife's bed, unable to wake up!

"You, Duan Jinchi, didn't you spout nonsense before going to bed last night, saying, 'Don't come to the sofa to find me tonight, don't touch me!' I'm asking you now, I'm asking you now!" Song Yinxi pointed at him with her finger spinning, "Why are you in my bed?"

"I...sleepwalked!" Duan Jinchi made up an excuse. "How did I end up sleepwalking into your bed!"

“Sleepwalking is an illness, you should get it treated,” Song Yinxi said, taking the opportunity to suggest.

“I wasn’t sleepwalking. I couldn’t sleep last night, so I sneaked into my wife’s bed. I deserve to die—” Duan Jinchi leaned down and rested his head on her lap, burying his face in her waist and abdomen.

Is this paradise?

I think so.

Otherwise, why would he feel so comfortable and relaxed being next to Song Yinxi?

"Get up," Song Yinxi called to him irritably.

"Sleep a little longer."

“My flight is in three hours.” Song Yinxi nudged his head. “I still need to pack up the things I bought yesterday and send them back.”

Very busy.

There are many things to do.

Duan Jinchi immediately sat up. "Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's fine, but I feel like I'm being held down by a ghost."

"I'm not a ghost! No, wait, I didn't press down on you..."

Song Yinxi got out of bed, her gaze drifting lightly to his arm.

man!

They have no idea about their own weight.

Her slender waist was pressed down all night.

Duan Jinchi slapped his arm. "You stinky hand! Who gave you permission to secretly put your arm around my wife while I was sleeping?!"

"Don't call me 'wife'!" Song Yinxi turned around. "Even after we get back to Jingzhou, you're not allowed to call me that. I don't want my dad to hear!"

"Understood, Miss Song."

Song Yinxi shook her finger.

This is because they are dissatisfied with the title.

Duan Jinchi smiled, "Xi Xi."

"Xixi? I ​​was laughing!" Song Yinxi said, dissatisfied.

Is Duan Jinchi really that stupid?

She couldn't even imagine what she wanted to hear.

One person stood by the bed, and the other sat on the bed, their eyes meeting.

Duan Jinchi tried hard to glean the answer from Song Yinxi's expression, and seeing her disappointed look, he realized, "President Song."