Chapter 56: Memory Recovery Paused, Focus on Business First!
"Pause memory recovery, focus on your career first!"
Min Xin was jolted awake by Song Yinxi's words early in the morning.
She took the project proposal from the other party, glanced at it quickly, and couldn't hide her surprise: "Where did you get these projects from?"
"Given by Duan Jinchi."
“Him?” Min Xin was even more surprised, frowning as she flipped through the pages. “Why would he suddenly give you a project? This isn’t like him.”
"It's just a sugar-coated bullet." Song Yinxi said dismissively, leaning back in her office chair with a flourish. "On my way to the company this morning, I called my dad. He's not planning to come back for the time being—so I'm not in a hurry either. I'll take this opportunity to secure a good project first."
The Duan family's connections in Jingzhou are extensive and intricate, and the resources that Duan Jinchi can access are indeed far beyond what she can achieve.
This was a good deal.
In fact, it's a great deal.
"As expected of our CEO Song!" Min Xin smiled and gave a thumbs up.
Yes, the joy of achieving success in one's career is much more fulfilling than the satisfaction of pursuing a man.
"By the way, how are things going between you and Jiang Muyun?" Song Yinxi suddenly leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with gossip.
“We’re currently roommates who are on peaceful terms.” Min Xin continued flipping through the project proposal with her head down. “He’s quite busy; he’s always focused on his work.”
It's never a bad thing for a man to be ambitious.
Two weeks later.
Xie Shumo's 25th birthday banquet was bustling with people in the private room.
"Brother, where's my sister-in-law?" Xie Shumo leaned closer to Duan Jinchi, who was sitting alone in the corner. "She didn't even come to my birthday party?"
Duan Jinchi held his phone, his gaze fixed on the screen where there were still no new messages, and said in a cold tone, "She has something to do, she'll be there later."
"Alright then." Xie Shumo rubbed his nose and turned to greet the others.
In the past two weeks, Song Yinxi has not acted in any scenes involving "hitting her head and regaining her memory".
She leaves early and returns late every day, either working overtime at the company or continuing to think about her work at home.
He was physically present, but his heart was tied to his career.
That's fine.
At least she comes back every night, and he can still reach out to her and hold her.
If she were to truly "regain her memory," she would probably move out without looking back.
In the hotel lobby, Song Yinxi carried gifts and walked briskly.
"Song Yinxi".
A woman's voice sounded from behind.
She turned around and saw Lin Manni smiling at her: "What a coincidence, we're both going to Shumo's birthday party, right?"
The two walked side by side toward the private room, the crisp sound of their high heels echoing in the corridor.
"Speaking of which, why haven't you and President Duan had your wedding yet?" Lin Manni asked in a friendly tone with a gentle smile. "I haven't attended a wedding in a long time, and I really want to share in your joy."
Since Duan Jinchi has ulterior motives, it's impossible for him to actually hold a wedding with Song Yinxi.
Her words were clearly meant to stab Song Yinxi in the heart.
Song Yinxi paused slightly and glanced at her sideways.
Um?
What's wrong with this Miss Lin? I was so indignant when we last met, but now she's looking forward to her wedding with Duan Jinchi?
Have you found a new target?
That's good.
"The wedding is still being planned, and my husband is in charge of it, so I'm not too clear on the specific progress," Song Yinxi said calmly.
Of course you don't know that Duan Jinchi will never have a wedding with you.
Lin Manni sneered inwardly, suddenly feeling a little sorry for Song Yinxi—she was kept in the dark and knew nothing about it.
"President Duan is so considerate, even personally preparing for the wedding. I really envy you," Lin Manni said, feigning admiration.
"You should also find a husband who personally plans the wedding, then you won't have to envy me," Song Yinxi replied lightly.
Lin Manni's smile froze.
Who really envies you? Can't you tell I'm being sarcastic?
When did Song Yinxi become so insensitive?
She doesn't resemble her at all.
The two entered the private room one after the other.
The large private room was filled with people, and their gazes all fell on the sofa—Duan Jinchi was leaning back there in a relaxed posture.
"Honey, I'm here."
He suddenly raised his voice and stood up, as if afraid that everyone in the room would not know that his wife had arrived.
Song Yinxi smiled and casually handed the gift to Xie Shumo: "Happy birthday."
"Thank you, sister-in-law!" Xie Shumo took it and asked curiously, "What is it?"
“The watch.” Song Yinxi winked at him. “It was bought with your brother’s card.”
Xie Shumo immediately understood—it definitely wouldn't be cheap!
The two brothers' attention was entirely focused on Song Yinxi.
Although they came in together, Lin Manni was completely left out.
One was a blind date arranged by her family, and the other was someone she had been on a blind date with before, but at this moment, he only had eyes for Song Yinxi.
"What are you talking about?" Duan Jinchi strode closer, his arm naturally wrapping around Song Yinxi's waist. "I've already given you a gift, why did you prepare another one?"
“You didn’t tell me.” Song Yinxi patted his chest lightly. “Don’t send it next year, I will.”
“That won’t do!” Xie Shumo immediately protested.
“Why not? We’re husband and wife, one gift is enough.” Duan Jinchi raised an eyebrow. “You won’t get one next year.”
Xie Shumo's face instantly fell: "Hmph!"
Duan Jinchi pulled Song Yinxi to sit down beside him and lowered his voice, "What did you give him?"
"surface."
"The three million one?"
"Um."
Duan Jinchi laughed angrily: "Using my card to give him such an expensive gift?"
They're about to break up, and he accepts her spending his money recklessly, but why doesn't he spend it on her?
He would rather she bought it for herself.
"Wife, you've never given me such an expensive watch before..." He lowered his eyes, his tone dejected.
"Huh? That can't be right. We're true love. How could we not have exchanged gifts when we were dating?" Song Yinxi got into character instantly, her voice so gentle it was almost sweet.
Duan Jinchi choked.
Those who haven't lost their memory work incredibly fast; they're quite good at putting on an act.
I never sent it, that's all!
"I have given gifts before, but I mean... I've never given anything that expensive," he replied reluctantly.
“Okay, I’ll give you something expensive next time too,” Song Yinxi readily agreed.
Anyway, it was his card that was swiped.
"My wife is so good..." Duan Jinchi said, then lowered his head and kissed her cheek.
Song Yinxi was already used to his approach.
Lin Manni, who witnessed the whole thing, was choked and coughed repeatedly.
She wasn't seeing things, was she? Duan Jinchi actually kissed her?
...Did he really make such a huge sacrifice?
As the guests arrived one after another, everyone took their seats for the meal, chatting and laughing throughout.
"Miss Song and I came in together just now. We heard that your wedding is coming up soon. What is the exact date?" Lin Manni suddenly asked, her gaze fixed on Duan Jinchi.
Duan Jinchi glanced at Song Yinxi indifferently—was she really looking forward to the wedding?
"It's not completely settled yet. The wedding is a big deal, so we need to ask a fortune teller to choose a good date." He said casually.
They haven't even set a date yet... They're definitely going to break up soon. Lin Manni sneered inwardly. "Honey, you're so considerate." Song Yinxi affectionately took Duan Jinchi's arm, her eyes filled with admiration. "The wedding was so complicated, and I couldn't help with anything. You've done all the work for me."
When his wife looked at him and pulled him along, Duan Jinchi unconsciously straightened his back, his expression proud and arrogant: "It's only right. Of course I have to take charge of my wedding."
The people in the private room exchanged silent glances.
Is Song Yinxi... possessed by something?
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