"But not on our wedding night. This is something I owe you, and something you owe me as well?"
The second half of the sentence is just someone being unreasonable.
Song Lan's face was definitely not going to cool down. She glared at the other person again: "What nonsense are you talking about? How do I owe you anything?"
"Yes, yes, I was talking nonsense. It was my fault. I owe you a wedding night. I'll make it up to you tonight."
Qin Yanzheng pulled her back into his arms and said with a smile, "Wife, I regained my senses just two days after you brought me to our new home near the branch factory. From that moment on, your voice and you entered my heart."
I'm not lying to you. Before I married you, until the day we entered the house, I didn't know what you looked like or what kind of person you were. I remember that including our wedding day, we met a total of three times: once when I saved you, once when we went to get our marriage certificate, and the third time was on the day of the wedding.
The first time we met, the lighting was dim and you were having a bad day and kept your head down. I was also trying to see you, but I didn't know what you looked like.
The next two times you kept your head down, and then for more than half a year I was busy with work and didn't go home. I can say that I knew I was married and had a wife, which was my responsibility. I had to give her the respect she deserved. As for romantic feelings, that was out of the question.
Until I was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and then regained consciousness, heard your voice, and then saw you in person, you had unknowingly made me fall deeply in love with you…
With a serious expression, Qin Yanzheng's dark eyes were filled with emotion. Every word he uttered was becoming increasingly touching to Song Lan, and it was all from the bottom of his heart.
And wasn't this another way for him to express his feelings to Song Lan?
She wanted Song Lan to know that she wasn't a substitute for anyone; she was the first girl in his life he had ever fallen for, the first and last girl he had ever loved, the girl he held dear in his heart.
How could Song Lan not hear it?
As early as the day the two had their heart-to-heart talk, she combined the memories left by the original owner with what Qin Yanzheng said, and guessed that when the man said he liked her, the "she" he meant was her, not the original owner of this body.
As the second brother said, Qin Yanzheng married the original owner only out of a sense of responsibility and duty, not wanting a vibrant life to be driven to its death by rumors.
Furthermore, the two really had no interaction, let alone any emotional connection.
That's why she made her promise that day.
—To stay together for life.
Song Lan's expression gradually softened: "Qin Yanzheng~"
"Um."
His deep, short voice, slightly hoarse, had a particularly sophisticated quality that made Song Lan feel an itch in her ear, an itch that even reached her heart.
She met his deep, tender black eyes and whispered, "Tonight is our wedding night."
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