Chapter 8 Xixi is discharged from the hospital and returns to President Chi's home!

Inside Villa No. 1, Chen Shan stood beside the butler, Uncle Li, with all the villa's servants lined up neatly in front of him.

"The young master and young mistress will be returning tomorrow. You are not allowed to make any mistakes. Have you memorized all the information I gave you these past few days?" Chen Shan asked sternly.

"I've got it."

Chen Shan began a spot check: "What's the young mistress's name?"

"Song Yinxi".

Chen Shan nodded. "How long have they been married?"

"Three months!"

Chen Shan: "What does the young mistress usually like to eat?"

"Premium Roast Goose Pastry!"

"Stir-fried beef with yellow peppers!"

"Matsutake and bamboo fungus soup!"

"French-style pan-fried foie gras!"

Braised pork ribs!

"Boiled pork slices!"

"hot pot!"

Chen Shan sighed, "If you're not a cook, don't try to answer. If you can't remember, go back to the old house now. Also, once you've finished your chores, go back to your rooms and stay there. Don't come out unless I call you, and absolutely do not say a word in front of the young mistress!"

"yes!"

Everyone answered in unison.

Chen Shan was still uneasy, feeling that Duan Jinchi had done something wrong...

This is too difficult.

If Song Yinxi regains her memory, has he thought about how to explain it?

I heard that Duan Jinchi was the one who first claimed to be Song Yinxi's husband!

In Jingzhou, everyone knows that Song Yinxi hates Duan Jinchi the most.

Duan Jinchi has been ranked No. 1 in Song Yinxi's list of most disliked people for eight consecutive years.

"This is the first time the young master has brought a girl home. He's been single for 27 years. Whether it's a love game or something else, you can't let it slip! Otherwise, your bonuses will be deducted! Do you all understand?" Chen Shan emphasized again.

"Okay, okay."

"Assistant Chen, I'm just a little curious, why Miss Song? Everyone in Jingzhou knows that Miss Song and our young master don't get along!" Su Ma couldn't help but ask the question that was on everyone's mind.

Chen Shan also wanted to know the answer to this question.

That day, he and Duan Jinchi went to meet a client, only to find Song Yinxi's car right in front of them.

Unfortunately, the car behind crashed into it.

Song Yinxi immediately fainted.

Duan Jinchi told him to go see the client, while he went to the hospital to be with Song Yinxi.

Then, taking advantage of Song Yinxi's amnesia, he impersonated her husband!!

That's utterly shameless.

Tsk tsk.

That's disgusting!

"I don't understand matters of the heart either. Just do your own thing. Is the young mistress's dressing room ready? Clothes, bags, shoes, and jewelry, sort them out and arrange them neatly. Hurry up and get moving!" Chen Shan was at his wit's end.

Fortunately, he doesn't live here.

From now on, all I need to do is meet Duan Jinchi at the company every day.

The next day.

As dusk fell, the villa lights glowed a warm orange, blending with the orange-red sunset glow on the horizon and spilling into the courtyard.

The well-trained servants filed out, the male servants dressed in crisp clothes and the female servants in neat skirts. All of them stood with their hands at their sides, heads slightly bowed, in a respectful manner.

A black Maybach drove in and slowly came to a stop in front of the villa.

The servants were all eagerly waiting, having all heard that Song Yinxi and Duan Jinchi were mortal enemies.

However, they had only seen Song Yinxi in the news, and this was the first time they had met her in person.

Uncle Li stepped forward and opened the car door.

Shiny leather shoes stepped out first, followed by Duan Jinchi, who hadn't returned for a week.

He reached into the car, and a fair, slender hand gently rested on his palm.

With a light tap of her black high heels, Song Yinxi appeared before everyone in a white satin dress, her figure elegant.

As she straightened up, the last rays of the blazing sunset brushed past the swaying diamond earrings by her ears, refracting delicate yet dazzling light, as if adorning her entire being with a hazy edge of light.

The servants were stunned.

She's even more beautiful and gentle in person than in the news.

Standing next to the young master... they seem strangely well-matched.

Song Yinxi and Duan Jinchi stood hand in hand. She glanced around the villa with a calm and composed New Chinese style, a lush green courtyard, and huge floor-to-ceiling windows that reflected the magnificent sunset, like a burning painting.

Song Yinxi asked softly, "Honey, is this our home?"

"Yes." Duan Jinchi paused, a hint of nervousness in his voice. "You...do you like it?"

What is he so nervous about?!

They're not actually a married couple!

Oh~

I was afraid that she would expose me as soon as I was discharged from the hospital.

It's not the exposure that's scary, it's the regaining of memories.

"I love it. I can't wait to live here... There must be so many wonderful memories of us here, maybe I'll remember them soon." Song Yinxi took his arm, her face beaming with smiles. "Right, honey?"

"Hmm," Duan Jinchi replied, forcing a smile.

They may not have the good memories from the past, but they can create good memories for the future.

Everyone shouted in unison, "Welcome home, young master and young mistress!"

"It's been a while, young master, you're still as handsome and dashing as ever!"

Uncle Li can speak fluently without hesitation.

Duan Jinchi gave him a wink.

What does it mean to only praise him?

"The young mistress is still radiant and as beautiful as ever! We were so worried about you after that car accident." Uncle Li said with a worried look on his face. "That driver was really blind, daring to hit our young mistress! Don't worry, from now on, we'll have the family driver pick you up and drop you off whenever you go out."

Song Yinxi was a little surprised. Was this a real butler or an actor?

Your acting is pretty good!

Were they trained in advance?

“Thanks to my husband’s tireless care day and night, I was able to recover so quickly. However…” she paused deliberately, “Although I’m better, the doctor said I have a blood clot in my brain and temporary amnesia. Don’t worry, I should be able to remember things soon now that I’m back in this familiar home.”

"That's wonderful..." Uncle Li agreed with a smile.

"Honey, let's go inside!" Song Yinxi smiled.

The two walked hand in hand, side by side, calmly stepping through the bright gates of Peach Blossom Spring No. 1.

As Song Yinxi walked around, she looked around. Was this Duan Jinchi's home?

The Song Dynasty's "Beauty Vase," the Ming Dynasty's "Moon Embrace Vase," the Qing Dynasty's "Flower and Bird Painting," and the Tang Dynasty's "Tang Sancai" (three-color glazed pottery).

he……

Surprisingly, he's a young man with a classical Chinese style.

I really like Chinese style.

"Do you remember?" Duan Jinchi asked casually when he saw her looking at him intently.

No.

Of course not, this is Song Yinxi's first time here.

"Shall we go upstairs and take another look?" Duan Jinchi suggested.

"Okay!"

The two smiled at each other and went upstairs together.

Duan Jinchi led Song Yinxi into the master bedroom.

Once inside, Duan Jinchi couldn't believe this was his own room.

His gray bed, gray curtains, black floor lamp, black sofa and coffee table—all gone?!

He only mentioned once that "Song Yinxi likes green"...

Now, the curtains and bedding have all been changed to a refreshing green, the sofa and coffee table have turned off-white, and snow-white wool rugs have been laid next to the bed and sofa.

What's going on here??

Song Yinxi suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist, looked up at him with a sweet smile, and asked, "Honey, is this our room?"