"Xiao Chenchen, what did I say?"

"Master must listen, and wife must love!"

"Xiao Chenchen, you're so good."

"Wife! Wife!"

“Don’t come out!”

"From now on, your opponent is me. If you defeat me, I'll let you go! Life and death are decided by fate!"

"Stimulants? Have you reached your limit?"

"Then I'll show you your grandmother's limits!"

"My child, my good child! Go away! Don't worry about us!"

"Wife! You want to hit my wife! Wife, leave now! Leave now!"

"You've reached your limit. You're a woman, and your last name isn't Wei. You're not part of the boss's plan, so if you want to leave, I can let you go. But they can't."

"I... I'm also a member of the Wei family... Those sitting in the car behind me are my husband and grandfather. Do you think I'd let you hurt either of them?"

"You are a worthy opponent. Admit defeat and I will let you die with dignity."

"I...can't let him die..."

"For a fool, are you worth it?"

"It's worth it!" Ye Qin suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

She rolled her eyes rapidly, unable to tell whether this was reality or a dream.

His hands subconsciously touched his thighs and lower abdomen.

fine……

But the pain just now was so real.

She pursed her lips slightly, a hint of salty taste entering her mouth. She raised her hand to touch her cheek, only to find that her face was already stained with tears.

"What happened? What happened to me... Who am I... Who am I..."

"You're awake, are you still feeling unwell?"

A familiar man's voice sounded in his ears. Ye Qin came to his senses and found himself in an unfamiliar place.

The ceiling is made of transparent glass. Lying on the bed, you can see the stars in the sky and the bright moon outside.

The man placed his slightly cool palm on Ye Qin's sweat-soaked forehead, then he breathed a sigh of relief, "The fever is finally gone."

The man spoke cautiously, as if afraid that if he spoke a little louder, he would irritate the pale woman on the bed.

He had already lost her once and couldn't lose her a second time.

Ye Qin's distracted eyes gradually focused, and she saw the man in front of her clearly. Without thinking, she blurted out, "Xiao Chenchen?"

Wei Chen's body stiffened for a moment, and he could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart, so he hugged Ye Qin into his arms.

He could smell the scent of the girl in his arms and feel her rapid breathing.

At this moment, Wei Chen's heart, which had been strangled, finally relaxed.

"Aqin! You finally remembered me!"

The man's embrace became tighter and tighter, so tight that he seemed to want to melt the woman in his arms into his bones and blood.

Gradually, he lost his mind and his thin lips fell on the girl's slender neck.

Ye Qin's confused nerves suddenly tensed up, reason quickly returned to her brain, and she pushed Wei Chen away.

In the room, there was the sound of each other's anxious breathing.

"I..." Ye Qin adjusted her breath, "There are indeed some memories in my brain, some memories that I have not experienced. However, my reason and my heart tell me that those are my memories. So, can you tell me, who am I? Why do I have these memories?"

Ye Qin raised her head and looked at Wei Chen, "Why do I feel that you are so familiar, why... are you still alive..."

She didn't know why she asked all the questions impulsively.

She only knew that a voice kept ringing in her mind, "I love him..."

Wei Chen took a deep breath, adjusted his sitting posture, faced Ye Qin, and opened his thin lips slightly, "The memories in your mind belong to my wife Ye Qin. And you are my wife."