The Jiang family villa, third floor.

Xia Chuwei took a shower, changed into a sexy nightgown that she had prepared in advance, and cleverly sprayed some alluring perfume on herself.

Because of Fu Yanci's car accident, they spent their wedding night in the hospital yesterday. Tonight, she has to seize the opportunity; maybe she can get pregnant on the first try and give the Jiang family a grandson.

Jiang was unable to have children in her previous life and was adopted by Jiang Jinfeng. Although the Jiang family's company eventually ranked among the top ten in the country and expanded its business overseas, enjoying great success, it still ended up benefiting someone else.

Thinking of this, Xia Chuwei gave a smug snort.

She has to give birth to several more children for Jiang Jinfeng in this lifetime, because the Jiang family's vast fortune must ultimately belong to her son.

When Jiang Jinfeng returned to his room, he saw Xia Chuwei lying on her side on the bed in a sexy pose.

The slip dress hung loosely, clearly revealing the flesh beneath her fair collarbone.

He frowned slightly, turned around and closed the door.

Then, under Xia Chuwei's expectant gaze, she sat down on the sofa opposite her.

That's the furthest distance from the bed in this room.

"Xia Chuwei, let's talk." Jiang Jinfeng's tone was very formal, and there was not a trace of desire in his indifferent eyes.

Xia Chuwei had a vague sense of unease, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

She got up from the bed and walked barefoot to Jiang Jinfeng.

"Honey, let's talk about this another time. Right now, the most important thing is to create happy memories for us." Her fingers slid down Jiang Jinfeng's shoulder and gently circled around his heart.

Jiang Jinfeng grasped her hand, calmly pushed it away, and remained unmoved by her advances.

“Sign this agreement, and I will give you 10% of Jiang's shares.” Jiang Jinfeng took out a few sheets of paper from a drawer next to him.

Xia Chu hesitated for a few seconds, took it and looked at it. Her pupils widened in shock, and her sweet voice changed tone in surprise.

"A marriage of convenience!"

She read through the papers with trembling hands.

The content matches the title; it's nothing more than a couple in name only, living in the same room but sleeping in different beds, maintaining a respectable image to the outside world, and preserving the cooperation between the Xia and Jiang families.

"Why?" Xia Chuwei was a little confused. She squatted down excitedly, grabbed Jiang Jinfeng's hand, and asked, "Is it because of what happened that night? I can swear, I don't know what happened. I woke up and found that we were in the same bed. It really has nothing to do with me."

Could it be that Jiang Jinfeng discovered she was plotting against him, and that's why he's angry?

Jiang Jinfeng withdrew his hand, expressionless: "Whether what happened that night was an accident or not, only heaven, earth, you, and I know. I don't want to dwell on it anymore. The 10% share is compensation for the marriage of convenience. In fact, even if it wasn't you, I would have done the same for any woman I married. Of course, you can refuse. Then we'll go through the divorce procedures tomorrow."

divorce?

If the Jiang family becomes wealthy in the future, then it will have nothing to do with her anymore.

Wouldn't it be a joke if she went to great lengths to scheme and switch her marriage partner with Jiang Zao?

Xia Chuwei didn't want a divorce, so she had no choice but to sign the agreement.

Anyway, there's still plenty of time, and she doesn't believe she can't seduce Jiang Jinfeng.

Once the deed is done, and she gets pregnant, the Jiang family will eventually belong to her.

What Jiang Zao could do in her previous life, she can do too!

...

On the other side, in an alley near the hospital, Jiang Zao walked into a small shop with a small storefront.

The signboard is old and looks like it's been around for years.

But the interior was very clean, the small shop was almost full, and the air was filled with the aroma of food.

"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles, no cilantro." Jiang sat down in the only empty seat.

The owner, a man in his forties, responded warmly and then turned and went into the kitchen.

The proprietress followed closely behind and used a clean cloth to wipe the tabletop again for Jiang Zao.

"Hey girl, want a cup of herbal tea? It's free, just to soothe your throat. It's been so dry outside lately."

"Okay, thank you, big sister."

Jiang Zao responded with a smile, taking off her coat and placing it aside.

Fu Yanci sat opposite Jiang Zao.

He had known Jiang Zao for a long time and knew that she was smart, strong-willed, bold, independent, and a top student in school, winning scholarships left and right. But he didn't know that she had such a kind side.

Moreover, given her status, how did she know there was such a small shop in this alley?

It looks familiar?

When the proprietress brought the noodles over, Jiang Zao pointed to the various certificates of merit on the wall and asked, "Are these your son's?"

"Yes." The proprietress looked proud.

Jiang Zao then chatted for a bit more, "You're going to take the college entrance exam soon, right? You'll definitely get good results, and then you and your husband can enjoy the good life together."

The proprietress didn't suspect anything; the regular customers in the neighborhood all knew that her son was a senior in high school this year.

"Thank you for your kind words, sister. I'll go take care of my work now. Call me if you need anything."

Jiang Zao smiled and said "okay," then picked up disposable chopsticks, broke them apart, rubbed them several times, wiped them with a tissue, and then began to eat her noodles.

Fu Yanci just watched her, always able to guess what she would do next.

Jiang has a slight obsession with cleanliness.

When eating noodles, I like to pick up a strand, wrap it around my chopsticks, blow on it to cool it down, and then put it in my mouth.

She always finishes the noodles first, then drinks the soup.

If it tastes good, her bright almond-shaped eyes will unconsciously narrow into slits.

Just like she is now.

"Jiang Zao".

Even though he knew Jiang Zao couldn't hear him, Fu Yanci still called her name repeatedly, his face showing a hint of unbridled glee.

On her way back, Jiang Zao stopped at the coffee shop and bought some coffee and pastries to take home as a late-night snack.

The sound of high heels echoing in the empty hospital corridor, the silence creating an eerie atmosphere.

Jiang Zao stopped and looked around. Her lightly made-up face almost brushed against Fu Yanci's face, but she didn't notice. She glanced at the nurses' station and, seeing that no one was there, quickly walked towards Fu Yanci's ward.

When Jiang Zao arrived at the bedside and saw that Fu Yanci was still asleep and perfectly fine, and that there was nothing wrong with the instruments around him, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“I never thought we would become husband and wife in this life. I thought I could save you before the car accident, but I didn’t expect it to still happen…” Jiang Zao still felt a little regretful. Sitting by the hospital bed, looking at Fu Yanci’s face, she said, “But it’s okay. You didn’t become an idiot in this life. If your IQ has just regressed, you might recover soon.”

Fu Yanci, floating in mid-air: "!"

This lifetime?

Fool?

What was Jiang Zaizai saying?

His IQ wasn't low. Thinking about how Jiang Zao seemed to have precognitive abilities and ran to the car accident scene to save him, he had a bold guess in his mind.

"You were reborn?"

"Was I turned into an idiot in my previous life?"

Fu Yanci was once a materialist, but now that his soul has been separated from his body is a fact, what other bizarre thing is impossible?