After Losing My Memory, I Suddenly Had A Fiancée - Chapter 22
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- Chapter 22 - It's None of Your Business
Xin Ling is the typical “fuerdai” (second-generation rich) and “baifumei” (fair, rich, and beautiful). Right after graduation, she was determined to make it on her own.
She started a company and developed games, but eventually felt that she should take advantage of her good health while she was young and travel for a couple of years. This couple of years turned into six or seven.
During the days when Jiang Zhi was away, she was asked to look after the company.
Xin Ling was boredly browsing the company’s shared drive for the latest game character concept art, one of her many ways to pass the time.
A concept illustration with a style that was out of place caught her eye. While the others focused on an anime style, this one leaned towards a watercolor/ink wash aesthetic.
The character was a white-robed swordsman based on a historical figure, holding a long sword, with his white clothes fluttering.
Xin Ling’s eyes immediately lit up. She called the manager over and asked, “Who drew this?”
“This was drawn by the new concept artist, Lin Mianmian. She felt that the character’s historical background was more suited to an ink wash style, so she designed it this way. If you think it’s not suitable, we can change it, General Manager Xin.”
The manager was quite afraid of Xin Ling. The Vice General Manager usually didn’t care about anything, but once she did, she could be incredibly critical.
“I think it’s very good,” Xin Ling said, smiling.
The manager wasn’t sure what to make of it and asked, “What do you mean, then?”
Xin Ling was in a great mood. She said, “I have something to discuss with her. You don’t need to assign her any work for the time being.”
And so, Xin Ling began her daily life of “pointing and commenting,” even trying to get Lin Mianmian to move into her home.
“Little Lin Dàdà, I think Ruo Xuan’s style should be colder. That red lip of yours looks a bit jarring.”
Lin Mianmian replied, “Okay.”
After a while, Xin Ling proposed a new requirement. She said, “I dreamed that Ruo Xuan had a different look yesterday. I’ll describe it to you, and you can draw it.”
Lin Mianmian was very good-natured: “General Manager Xin, please tell me.”
Xin Ling smacked her lips and said, “My writing isn’t good. I can’t describe it clearly. Anyway, he was just incredibly good-looking, a kind of beauty that words can’t express.”
Lin Mianmian: “…”
Xin Ling truly hadn’t expected her actions to lead to a misunderstanding for Jiang Zhi, but what she couldn’t understand now was Jiang Zhi’s sudden aloofness towards Ji Fanghuai.
She said, “Jiang Zhi, what on earth are you doing? I don’t even know what you want anymore. It’s already been explained, hasn’t it? Why are you being distant from her now? You might as well not have gotten involved with her in the first place.”
Jiang Zhi’s head was throbbing. She said, “I only recently realized that I was wrong from the very beginning. Fanghuai sees all my closeness to her as just a habit, like before. She accepts my intimacy now because of the fiancée status, but there’s no real affection involved.”
“If I don’t try to make some changes, she will continue to live by habit, and then we will forever be stuck in this stage, until…”
Jiang Zhi frowned and said, “I don’t want to go through the same thing again, and there’s not much time to waste.”
“Until she recovers her memory?” Xin Ling seemed to understand a little. “What are you planning to do then?”
Jiang Zhi pondered for a moment and said something contradictory: “I’ll wait until she recovers to worry about that. I only care about the present.”
“You might not even be able to hide it from her before she recovers her memory. I truly don’t understand what you people who treat dating like eating a meal are thinking all day long.” Xin Ling left in a huff.
Jiang Zhi was only dizzy from the sight of blood. She wasn’t the type to go drinking at a bar, and the reason it was exaggerated was simply because her assistant was overstating things.
She was discharged after lying in the hospital for one day.
Ji Fanghuai was still immersed in the atmosphere of Jiang Zhi’s sudden aloofness. She had indeed misunderstood Jiang Zhi, but the other things she had accused her of were not wrong. She didn’t know how things ended up this way.
This made her feel very awkward.
Is this what a couple’s fight is like?
Ji Fanghuai didn’t understand at all and didn’t want to engage with Jiang Zhi. When she went to sleep that night, she went back to the guest room.
Jiang Zhi said, “I don’t feel safe with you sleeping in the guest room.”
“I’m perfectly fine, Miss Jiang, you don’t need to worry about me.” Ji Fanghuai used Jiang Zhi’s own logic against her, insisting on sleeping in the guest room.
If Jiang Zhi hadn’t withheld her address, she would have gone straight back to her own home in B City.
Jiang Zhi looked up and said, “Are you angry?”
“Shouldn’t I be angry?” Ji Fanghuai said, feeling wronged.
She was already angry, but the sudden sharp turn in events had calmed her down; otherwise, she would be in B City by now.
“You should be.” Jiang Zhi seemed to smile slightly.
“Then don’t worry about where I sleep!”
Ji Fanghuai was extremely angry now, to the point her chest hurt, especially since Jiang Zhi had treated her like a treasure just a few days ago, but now she was inexplicably distant, claiming that she didn’t want Ji Fanghuai to feel guilty and wanted a pure relationship.
She was indeed apologetic towards Jiang Zhi because of her amnesia, but what did that have to do with being distant from her?
She had even suspected that Jiang Zhi had a masochistic tendency. Hadn’t their previous interactions been fine? She just couldn’t accept excessive intimacy.
Ji Fanghuai had a stomach full of anger with nowhere to vent. She burrowed into the quilt to sleep. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, and she didn’t fall asleep until the latter half of the night.
When Ji Fanghuai woke up in the morning, Jiang Zhi greeted her as if nothing had happened, saying, “Morning.”
“Morning,” Ji Fanghuai replied, dumbfounded.
Then she remembered they were fighting, and she didn’t want to give Jiang Zhi a pleasant look.
Seeing her dark circles, Jiang Zhi asked, “Did you not sleep well?”
“I slept very well last night. I don’t need your concern,” Ji Fanghuai said, rubbing her eyes. She had trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds, only getting four or five hours of sleep last night, and she kept having dreams.
Jiang Zhi didn’t press the matter and changed the topic: “Are you still going to the coffee shop today?”
Ji Fanghuai felt Jiang Zhi was provoking her. She said, “Yes.”
While in the car, Ji Fanghuai deliberately sat far away from Jiang Zhi. Although Jiang Zhi sat upright, her gaze kept subtly watching Ji Fanghuai.
Ji Fanghuai kept her lips tightly closed. Her motion sickness symptoms were nausea and the urge to vomit. No matter how cheerful she was before getting in the car, she would turn into a ‘salted fish’ upon getting out. However, if the distance wasn’t too far, she could still hold on.
“Did you take your motion sickness medicine?” Jiang Zhi couldn’t help but ask.
Ji Fanghuai’s face was pale. She said, “I did.”
Jiang Zhi thought for a moment and then still pulled her into her arms.
Ji Fanghuai was about to struggle when Jiang Zhi said, “This is not intimacy, Miss Ji. I’m afraid you’ll throw up in my car.”
Ji Fanghuai stopped moving. Jiang Zhi’s warm embrace seemed to isolate the car’s exhaust fumes, and she felt comfortable all over.
Apart from the inconvenience in the car, everything else felt relaxed.
Ji Fanghuai was happy with this arrangement; otherwise, she would always be apprehensive about Jiang Zhi’s closeness. Now, she didn’t have to worry at all.
Although she didn’t know what trick Jiang Zhi was playing, this was quite nice. Ji Fanghuai, who had just left one comfort zone, felt like she had entered another.
Jiang Zhi said seriously, “Don’t sleep in the guest room tonight.”
“Why?” Ji Fanghuai was like a ruffled little bird, insisting on going against Jiang Zhi.
Not only was she going to sleep in the guest room, but she had also bought a high-speed rail ticket to B City. She didn’t believe that no one else in the world knew her address besides Jiang Zhi. When the time came, she would just move back.
“The feng shui master said the guest room has bad feng shui. It’s easy to attract some cold, gloomy things at night, and you’ll easily have nightmares when you sleep,” Jiang Zhi said with a ghostly tone, as if it were true.
Ji Fanghuai suddenly felt a chill down her spine.
“Even if I have a nightmare, it’s none of your business.”
Ji Fanghuai kept thinking about this, and sure enough, as one thinks in the day, one dreams at night. She was indeed paralyzed by a ghost in her sleep that night.
She woke up drenched in sweat, not even daring to turn on the light, and shrank into the covers.
A slight sound of footsteps came from outside the door. Ji Fanghuai was nervous. The next second, she heard the sound of a switch being flipped. It was a person. She scrambled out of the quilt and saw Jiang Zhi.
Ji Fanghuai frowned and said, “Why is it you?”
“You’ve always been timid. I came to check on you.” Jiang Zhi was wearing pajamas and holding a flashlight. She had tried to walk as quietly as possible, and only turned on the light when she saw Ji Fanghuai curled up, knowing she was awake.
Ji Fanghuai retorted, “What does that have to do with you?”
She wasn’t scared at all now.
Jiang Zhi said with utmost seriousness, “You are my fiancée.”
“You called me Miss Ji before,” Ji Fanghuai thought of this and got very angry. She admitted she held a grudge.
Jiang Zhi’s expression was cold. She said, “Miss Ji, even if we are fighting, you are still my fiancée.”
“You started the fight. I’m just stating the facts.”
Before Ji Fanghuai could finish speaking, her body suddenly left the ground. Jiang Zhi picked her up around the waist. She instinctively wrapped her arms around Jiang Zhi’s neck and exclaimed in panic, “What are you doing?”
“Go back to the bedroom to sleep. I won’t eat you.” Jiang Zhi carried Ji Fanghuai back to the bedroom, tucked her into the covers, and immediately lay down to sleep.
The entire operation was swift and smooth. Ji Fanghuai’s little heart was still pounding. Jiang Zhi’s sulk was strange.
She still hadn’t figured out where exactly she had offended her. Was it because she wanted to go back to B City?
Or was it because she hadn’t accepted her intimacy back then? So, she felt that if the intimacy was fake, they might as well become distant?
Ji Fanghuai’s head ached from all the twists and turns.
However, with Jiang Zhi by her side, Ji Fanghuai felt much more at ease. She finally had a peaceful sleep, and when she woke up in the morning, she wasn’t in Jiang Zhi’s arms like before.
Ji Fanghuai knew that she wouldn’t willingly burrow into Jiang Zhi’s arms herself. Jiang Zhi had been deceiving her all along.
“Are you two fighting?” Lin Mianmian called to ask with concern.
Ji Fanghuai looked at the coffee price list and asked, “How did you know?”
“Our Vice General Manager told me. She said that your relationship is like playing house. You were inseparable a few days ago, but now you’ve started the cold war.”
Ji Fanghuai: “…”
“I don’t know what’s wrong with Jiang Zhi. She suddenly became cold. I’m the one who should be angry, but she got angry first, and I suddenly don’t know how to be angry anymore,” Ji Fanghuai said, sounding more and more wronged. “Plus, there are so many questions I have that I can’t ask her calmly.”
She suddenly felt that with Jiang Zhi’s sulk, her clues to understanding herself were cut off again.
Lin Mianmian missed the key point and said, “Suddenly became cold? I thought she was always cold, though. Did you think she was warm before?”
Lin Mianmian had a deep appreciation for Jiang Zhi’s coldness.
Ji Fanghuai thought about it, and it was true.
Jiang Zhi was only more patient and gentler with her; she had always been cold to everyone else. It was just that she used to be the one who received special treatment, and now she was being treated like everyone else, which made her feel unbalanced.
She said, “Are you saying she’s returned to her true nature?”
Lin Mianmian casually said, “Yeah, you have amnesia anyway, so she can do whatever she wants. Just treat it as playing a cosplay game with her, don’t get yourself upset.”
“Mianmian, you’ve changed.” Ji Fanghuai wanted to say more, but she heard footsteps behind her. She hastily hung up the phone, and it turned out to be Aunt Chu coming to call her for a meal.
Ji Fanghuai had been afraid that the person she was speaking ill of had overheard her.
During the meal, Jiang Zhi suddenly mentioned, “You bought a high-speed rail ticket for tomorrow?”
Ji Fanghuai reluctantly nodded: “Mm.”
Jiang Zhi looked up again and asked, “Are you coming back?”
“Huh?” Ji Fanghuai was slightly confused.
“If you’re not coming back temporarily, bring more of your things.”
Jiang Zhi’s tone carried a hint of coldness, as if she was displeased that Ji Fanghuai had suddenly bought a ticket. A City was a city with no spring or autumn, and Ji Fanghuai felt even colder.
She even had the illusion that she was being kicked out of the house.
“I will come back.”
Ji Fanghuai believed that if she dared to say she wasn’t coming back, Jiang Zhi would definitely get angry immediately. It seemed like Lin Mianmian was right; coldness was her original demeanor. She used to be gentle to her in every way, but now she was out of patience, wasn’t she?
Thinking this, she felt a little disappointed.
Jiang Zhi was very satisfied with the answer. She said, “I’ll go with you.”
Upon arriving at B City’s Biyang Residential Area, Ji Fanghuai’s whole state was not good. Jiang Zhi wanted to hold her hand several times but held herself back.
When they reached a certain spot, Ji Fanghuai seemed to have a memory and asked, “Was I hit here?”
“Yes.” Jiang Zhi was brief with her words. She frowned as she looked at the ground, which looked as if nothing had ever happened, and then looked worriedly at Ji Fanghuai.
Ji Fanghuai looked up; there was nothing there.
Her residence here was a small two-bedroom apartment. The moment the door opened; Ji Fanghuai finally felt a sense of familiarity.
Almost everything had been moved out, leaving only some furniture. The bedroom didn’t even have a bed made.
“There’s nothing here,” Ji Fanghuai sighed.
Jiang Zhi just looked at her, seemingly saying, we’re living together, did you think I’d leave anything here?
Ji Fanghuai thought it was a stupid question. Then she noticed that the apartment was very clean, as if someone regularly cleaned it.
Before she could ask, Jiang Zhi said, “I hired someone to clean it regularly. Fresh bedding is in the closet, and daily necessities can be supplied anytime. The next time we fight over the bed issue, you’ll be more comfortable moving in here.”
Ji Fanghuai: “…”
“Give up. I will never fight over that again in my life.”