Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The next morning, I woke up in a daze, shuffled into the bathroom in my slippers to brush my teeth, and the second I stepped through the door, I hurriedly covered my eyes.

“Ah, sorry!”

After shutting the door at lightning speed, I suddenly felt like something was off…

Wait. Why was I feeling guilty?

Our relationship was protected by law. That broad-shouldered, long-legged, bouncy-bodied man in there? It was only right and proper for me to look!

While my mind was running wild, the door opened.

Lou He stood just inside, my little Crayon Shin-chan bath towel wrapped around his waist as he looked me over. His wet hair fell over his forehead, and his whole body was still steaming from the shower.

“Coming in?”

Although my heart was screaming at the top of its lungs, I still answered very politely, “Sure. I’m going to be late for work, so I’ll squeeze in.”

We’d been married for more than half a year, and this was the first time we’d brushed our teeth together.

In the mirror, he was bare from the waist up, the lines of his muscles faint but distinct…

Let me count. One, two, three, four, five…

“Why is your face so red?”

“Oh, I’m a little allergic.” To your abs.

“Are you okay?”

Having almost blurted out my real thoughts, I rubbed my nose. “It’s nothing serious. I can overcome it.”

I’ll just have to look more often in the future.

After that, he saw me rushing through my makeup in front of the mirror and asked, “Do you want me to drive you?”

“Sure.”

I hadn’t expected Lou He after losing his memory to be so considerate. I got into his business car, and he started navigating from the front. “Bian Lan, send me your office address.”

At that, my expression darkened. He carefully watched my face through the mirror. “What’s wrong?”

“What did you just call me?”

“Bian Lan?”

As if realizing something, he suddenly blushed and gave a soft cough. “Lit…tle darling, send me your office address.”

“Of course, big darling.”

I moved my fingers and sent the location to his WeChat.

When I got out of the car, I tapped on his window. After he rolled it down, I leaned in and kissed his slightly flushed handsome face.

“Thank you, big darling.”

I’d worked at this advertising company for several years. I wouldn’t call myself a founding veteran, but I was at least a team leader of sorts, and I got along pretty well with my colleagues.

As soon as I reached my desk, Xiao Zhang from next door slid over and sat beside me, her face full of gossip.

“Director Bian, was that your husband dropping you off at work today?”

“Mm-hmm.”

All of a sudden, she held her phone up to me like she was presenting a treasure. “I saw you two at Hang Lung last month too. Your husband is so handsome, and you two look so good together. But I called out to you several times and you didn’t answer…”

Hang Lung?

I glanced over and froze.

The man in the photo had turned half his face back, and it was indeed Lou He. But the woman beside him looked quite tall. Even in flats, she was only less than half a head shorter than him.

“That’s not me.”

“Huh? Not you?”

Xiao Zhang snatched her phone back at lightning speed and forced a smile. “Then I must have seen wrong. My mistake…”

After she slid back to her desk, I let out a cold laugh.

Lou He, oh Lou He. No wonder you never looked twice at me.

So before you even lost your memory, you already had some other hussy!

Because I had to follow up on a project recently, I worked overtime until nine before going home. Of course, I was also deliberately leaving him hanging. When I arrived downstairs, the apartment was brightly lit, and Lou He was waiting right at the door.

“You’re only getting back now?”

“Yeah. I just took on a new case.”

“If you work late in the future, you can call me to pick you up.”

Hah. Nice words, but I didn’t see you calling to check on me, did I?

I ignored him and went straight to take a shower. When I came back out after showering, Lou He was plugging in my phone. “Your phone died? I called you seven or eight times this afternoon, but you didn’t answer.”

At that, I went over to look, and sure enough, there was a long string of missed calls.

Only then did I feel better.

“Maybe I was too busy and didn’t notice.”

“Mm.”

He had clearly showered as well. At that moment, he was half leaning against the headboard, pushing his damp black hair back with one hand. Beneath the messy strands, a pair of long, narrow eyes showed, lazy and half-lidded, as though they were filled with starlight.

Another day of being brutally attacked by beauty.

After a full day of overtime, I suddenly felt even more fragile.

“I’m so tired today, big darling. Can I lean against your chest for a while?”

He looked at me silently, then stretched out one arm toward me. I immediately leaned weakly into his arms. “My head feels even dizzier now. Can I lean a little lower?”

“…”

And just like that, I successfully slept on Lou He’s abs.