Chapter 40 Husband, there's a guy who says he's my childhood sweetheart, and you're my mortal enemy!
Although the bidding results haven't been released yet, Song Yinxi was in a good mood, and after a few drinks, she was already a little tipsy.
"go home!"
"Go home, go home—"
Song Yinxi was drunk and making a lot of noise.
Min Xin helped her up, repeatedly replying, "Okay, okay, let's go home!"
The two got into the car, and the street scene outside the window rushed past.
Song Yinxi rolled down the car window and looked out groggily, "This doesn't seem to be the way home?"
Of course not.
This is the road to Taoyuan No. 1.
Go to her fake husband's house, where she lives now.
"Wrong way!" she slurred, patting the front seat. "Driver, this isn't the way—"
Min Xin thought to herself, "It should be fine if Song Yinxi goes back to her own home, right?"
Min Xin had no choice but to have the driver turn around and take Song Yinxi back to the Song family home.
Before leaving, Min Xin hesitated for a moment, but still sent a message to Duan Jinchi, informing him that Song Yinxi had returned to the Song family.
At this moment, inside Taoyuan No. 1, Duan Jinchi, who had just received the news, had just finished taking a shower. His loose bathrobe belt was half-tied, revealing a patch of pale skin, giving him a brothel-like appearance.
He had originally planned to flirt with Song Yinxi when she returned.
And what was the result?
Did she drink too much and then go back to the Song family home?
If he were an upright son-in-law, he could easily go after the Song family now.
Unfortunately, he wasn't—
As soon as he appeared, the news would immediately reach Song Jingfu's ears.
He wasn't sure if Song Yinxi would still choose him after regaining her memories.
He's dead now that his "father-in-law" has found out!
Duan Jinchi sighed, flopped onto the bed, and looked utterly hopeless.
I've gotten used to having her around, but tonight without her, the bed seems bigger, and my heart feels empty.
"Why……"
"Wife..."
He can't sleep well alone!
As morning light streamed into the room, Song Yinxi woke up groggily and stared blankly at the familiar ceiling for a few minutes.
Oh right, I drank too much last night and went straight home.
It's so comfortable and great to be at home!
She hummed a song as she happily took a shower, changed her clothes, and went downstairs for breakfast.
[Husband: Are you awake?]
[Husband: You didn't come home last night.]
Song Yinxi sat at the dining table, looking at her phone screen, and couldn't resist teasing him again.
She typed, head down: I'm going back to my parents' house. I didn't drive last night, can you come pick me up later?
hey-hey.
Let's see if he dares to come.
On the other end of the phone, Duan Jinchi hesitated for only a minute before agreeing.
Song Yinxi was a little surprised.
Aren't you afraid?
oh……
She remembered; her father wasn't home.
No wonder he's so brave.
If her father were here, this person would probably find eight hundred reasons to refuse.
After breakfast, Song Yinxi went out for a walk, waiting for Duan Jinchi to pick her up.
"XiXi!!"
As soon as she stepped out the door, she saw a familiar face.
Didn't Zhuang Weifeng go to Germany to study?
That place is notoriously difficult to graduate from.
"You've graduated?" Song Yinxi calculated, "It's been about six years!"
If I can't graduate, that would be truly terrible.
In her memory, Zhuang Weifeng was still that eighteen-year-old boy, sunny and refreshing, a perfect campus heartthrob.
But Zhuang Weifeng, who was walking towards her now, was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white shirt, and his temperament was as calm as Jiang Muyun's—a high-IQ look that had been drained by his studies.
Indeed, learning ages us all.
Even though they're both 24, why does Zhuang Weifeng look several years older than her?
It wasn't easy!
"I've graduated." Zhuang Weifeng smiled slightly. "Actually, I've been back for two or three days, but I haven't seen you yet."
So when I saw Song Yinxi upstairs, I immediately came out.
"It's normal, I got married, and I've been staying at my husband's place lately." Song Yinxi held out her left hand, showing off the large diamond ring on her ring finger. "How about it, big and sparkly enough, right?"
"You...you're really married?"
Despite Lin Manni's mention of it, Zhuang Weifeng never believed it.
How could Song Yinxi possibly marry Duan Jinchi?
She hates Duan Jinchi the most.
He tentatively asked, "Who is your husband...?"
“Duan Jinchi!” Song Yinxi replied with a smile.
It really was him.
"Xixi, are you planning something? Otherwise, why would you marry him? Or did he threaten you?" Zhuang Weifeng asked anxiously, grabbing her wrist. "We're childhood sweethearts! Even if you didn't choose me, you shouldn't have chosen Duan Jinchi. You two are clearly mortal enemies!"
"Have you forgotten how Herun tried to acquire you when Changqing's cash flow was broken?" He just couldn't understand why, after going abroad, his Qingmei had married his mortal enemy.
Song Yinxi used to swear to him that she would trample Duan Jinchi underfoot, but now she's sharing a bed with him...
how so?
Zhuang Weifeng released her hand, as if some belief had collapsed.
Song Yinxi was a little confused. Why was Zhuang Weifeng reacting so strongly to her marriage to her mortal enemy?
"I remember that. But don't worry, Changqing can't be acquired now, and I won't sell. I'll protect Changqing!" she said confidently. "And you, how's your studies going?"
"The focus now is on you and Duan Jinchi! Why did you marry him?"
"It's a long story, and it can't be explained in a sentence or two."
Zhuang Weifeng wanted to ask more questions, but his phone rang.
He answered the phone and said, "My dad's looking for me. You can explain it to me properly next time."
The dealer's car was parked on the side of the road, and he got in with practiced ease.
Duan Jinchi arrived a few minutes after he left.
"Wife—"
As Song Yinxi got into the car, fastening her seatbelt, she was already mentally planning how to "tease" him.
"Did you sleep well last night while I wasn't here?" Duan Jinchi stared intently at her. "Hmm?"
"It's fine, I've had too much to drink." Song Yinxi pointed forward. "Let's go."
Duan Jinchi gritted his teeth.
Good?
She couldn't possibly be sleeping well; she's just being stubborn.
"I just met a guy who said we were childhood sweethearts, that you're my mortal enemy, and even asked me why I married you," Song Yinxi said slowly. "Honey, what did he mean by that?"
Duan Jinchi's heart tightened.
He was only a few minutes late when his wife ran into his childhood sweetheart.
He remembered the man; his name was Zhuang Weifeng, and he used to go to the same school as Song Yinxi.
"He's talking nonsense! Childhood sweethearts? At most, they're just neighbors!" Duan Jinchi's eyes darkened. "Wife, think about it, the fact that he's been appearing near your house says it all, doesn't it?"
"Just neighbors! Childhood sweethearts need to have a good relationship and stay in touch often. Someone like him, being neighbors is already a favor." He gripped the steering wheel tightly, a wave of fear washing over him.
My house was almost raided!
I really can't leave her alone anymore; I have to keep her close by my side.
Song Yinxi was very satisfied with his reaction.
"Honey, I only trust you." Her voice was soft. "I won't listen to anything he says. We are the best of friends in the world."
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