After Losing My Memory, I Suddenly Had A Fiancée - Chapter 34

As Jiang Zhi walked past the company reception desk, carrying her lunch box bag, she involuntarily quickened her steps. Yet, she still caught the low-voiced chatter of the two young women at the front desk.

“President Jiang brought her own lunch today?”

“Maybe it’s a loving meal from her fiancée.”

Jiang Zhi’s face remained impassive, but her heart was filled with warmth. She thought of Ji Fanghuai, who, despite struggling to get out of bed due to the cold, woke up with difficulty just to ensure she brought her meal. Ji Fanghuai had rushed out of the kitchen to discuss with Aunt Chu whether a thermos box or microwaving would best preserve the food’s nutrition, even though she couldn’t cook herself.

Jiang Zhi’s mouth curved up slightly, and she slowed her pace a little.

“When do you think they’ll get married? If President Jiang is in a good mood, maybe she’ll just give us the day off.”

“I heard they’ve been engaged for at least half a year, so the wedding must be soon. There are quite a few auspicious dates recently. Christmas is coming up in a few days; maybe it will be that day.”

The word “marriage” made Jiang Zhi’s expression suddenly darken. She turned and entered her office, beginning her workday.

During the lunch break.

The secretary said, “President Jiang, there’s a package for you at the front desk.”

“Just leave it there for now,” Jiang Zhi replied, continuing to stare at the screen. The company had recently been focusing its main efforts on the overseas market. Although several of their games had been huge hits domestically, the overseas market had not been fully opened up yet.

Her stomach began to ache faintly. Jiang Zhi raised her hand to check the time; it was already one o’clock.

She took out the thermos box. It contained a dish, soup, and porridge.

It was indeed good for the stomach, just a little bland, but fortunately, Jiang Zhi didn’t have a demanding palate.

After eating, Jiang Zhi remembered Shen Jing saying she would mail a book to the office. She opened the package; it was a mystery novel.

The cover was well-protected, but the pages were a bit worn.

Jiang Zhi read with keen interest. Here and there, there were a few annotations with the word “suspect” written next to them, or starting to guess the direction of the plot.

Ji Fanghuai loved suspense and mystery. When reading, she often held a pen and circled the parts she found suspicious. When the plot became boring, she liked to scribble random words in the book or find a blank space to draw a relationship diagram.

This habit of hers easily spoiled the plot for anyone reading it later.

Jiang Zhi, however, found it especially endearing.

She quickly flipped through the novel, only looking at the places Ji Fanghuai had annotated. She found that all the marked spots were plot turning points.

Jiang Zhi’s expression softened further, and the corners of her mouth slowly lifted, until an unfamiliar handwriting suddenly appeared.

Jiang Zhi’s eyes darkened, and she abruptly locked the book in her drawer.

“Xixi, look up at the camera, be good, follow my rhythm.” Ji Fanghuai held her phone, aiming it directly at Xixi.

But Xixi completely ignored her, not even lifting its eyes, curled up in a ball on the carpet.

“Aiya, is it sick?” Ji Fanghuai dropped her phone and squatted down, gently stroking Xixi’s head. Xixi still ignored her but lazily rolled over, preventing her from petting it.

“Darn it, you don’t want to cooperate with me.” Ji Fanghuai retaliated by grabbing Xixi and giving it a good rub.

It was just a small hobby, and the equipment was incomplete, nor had she deliberately tried to cultivate a following, so she only had just over ten thousand fans right now.

Ji Fanghuai gave up on making a video of Xixi. Although cats were cute, filming a cat every day would inevitably become monotonous.

Ji Fanghuai recalled the drama she had been following and, using her terrible editing skills, spliced together a CP (couple) short video of Princess Gaoyang and Empress Wu Zetian, set to a popular current song.

As soon as she posted the video, comments started pouring in.

“It’s my Goddess Jin Lin!”

“Princess Gaoyang is killing me with the angst!”

“Huh, is Xixi also into women?”

When Ji Fanghuai registered her account, her nickname was “Xixi is a Grand Top.” When replying to comments, she always used a cat’s perspective. Seeing comments like this made her feel a bit mixed up.

Besides, Xixi was a male cat, so it couldn’t be a “lily.”

Because all the videos posted on the account were about Xixi, this was the first time she had posted a different video, so the new comments were unusually numerous.

When Ji Fanghuai went to reply, a thread had already built up under that particular comment.

“It doesn’t have to be a ‘lily.’ My goddess has many fans who love her looks, and there are scientific studies that suggest every girl could be bisexual. Many girls who ship same-sex female couples might even be married already.”

Ji Fanghuai searched and found that this claim was actually real.

She screenshotted this comment and sent it to Jiang Zhi, saying, “I think it should be that most girls are looks-sexual; as long as the person is good-looking, it doesn’t matter if they are male or female.”

Jiang Zhi instantly replied, “Do you have a male celebrity crush?”

Ji Fanghuai was puzzled as to why she would think of a male celebrity. She replied, “No, am I not gay? I was talking about most of the people mentioned in that comment.”

Jiang Zhi replied, “Yes, you are gay.”

Ji Fanghuai found this sentence inexplicably strange, but whether she was gay or not didn’t matter, nor did it have anything to do with liking male celebrities. She asked, “Did you eat your stomach-nourishing lunch today? Was it not very tasty?”

Jiang Zhi replied, “I ate it. It was tasty, just a little bland.”

Ji Fanghuai knew immediately it couldn’t have tasted good. She checked the time; it was already 3 PM. She had been busy editing the video and hadn’t noticed the time.

She said, “You are working now, so I won’t chat with you.”

The hand Jiang Zhi was using to type paused. She quietly deleted the long string of words she had already typed and replaced it with “Okay” before sending it.

Ji Fanghuai suddenly wanted to know what Jiang Zhi usually did, so she opened her browser and went to the official website for Fangyuan Games.

“I just found out that Fangyuan Games is a listed company and has several extremely popular mobile games in operation. I used to think it was just an ordinary game company,” Ji Fanghuai complained to Lin Mianmian.

In truth, Ji Fanghuai felt a little awkward. She had never intentionally tried to learn about Jiang Zhi. Before, she only wanted to recover her memory and learn about herself. Today, she suddenly felt the urge to understand Jiang Zhi and then discovered this huge misunderstanding.

“You didn’t know how much money your fiancée has?” Lin Mianmian said in surprise. “Jiang Zhi will definitely be heartbroken when she finds out.”

Ji Fanghuai said, “Aiya, I didn’t pay attention before.”

Lin Mianmian said, “I checked; Jiang Zhi is also a shareholder in Cuiming Group.”

Ji Fanghuai asked, “Is that a major company?”

Lin Mianmian wasn’t too clear about these things, having only checked it using some software. She teased, “I don’t know, but it looks like you are completely clueless about your fiancée’s wealth. The game I’m playing now is from Fangyuan. Last month, its monthly revenue was 360 million yuan. Although players keep complaining that the ‘small, broken game’ is going to die, the data is still very strong.”

Ji Fanghuai: “…”

Ji Fanghuai was bored, so she connected with Lin Mianmian to play the game.

Lin Mianmian casually asked, “When do you two plan to get married?”

Ji Fanghuai found the question unfamiliar. She said, “No plans for now. I told her to put it on hold. It probably won’t be on the agenda this year.”

Lin Mianmian said, “But you’ve been putting it off for nearly half a year now, and you have feelings for her, right?”

“I guess so,” Ji Fanghuai said uncertainly.

Lin Mianmian was speechless.

Ji Fanghuai was a complete novice with very poor skills. After playing two rounds, she felt it was meaningless and immediately uninstalled the game.

After Lin Mianmian resigned from Fangyuan, she had been living the life of a two-dimensional shut-in for a while, not taking any commissions, spending her days scrolling through videos and playing games. She was bored now.

She said, “Jin Lin’s first movie, are you going to watch it?”

Ji Fanghuai was surprised, “Jin Lin has entered the film industry?”

Lin Mianmian: “Yeah, and it’s a crime action film directed by a famous director. I hear the reviews are good, so it should be great.”

“Book the tickets first; I’ll meet you at the cinema later,” Ji Fanghuai said. Then she suddenly thought that it would be normal for her to go with Jiang Zhi, but she could always watch it a second time with Jiang Zhi.

Her apartment complex was near a business district, with a cinema nearby. Because she got car sick, Lin Mianmian usually accommodated her, so the booked cinema was close by.

When they met, Lin Mianmian asked, “Are you, her fan?”

Ji Fanghuai felt a bit embarrassed. She said, “No, actually, she’s Jiang Zhi’s friend. I really liked her portrayal of Princess Gaoyang. I’ve rewatched The Flourishing Tang Dynasty countless times.”

Lin Mianmian: “…”

She always felt like they weren’t from the same world—accidental memory loss, being friends with a celebrity—these were things she had never even dreamed of.

Ji Fanghuai continued, “And she likes Jiang Zhi.”

“!!!”

Lin Mianmian was shocked, “So you’re watching your love rival’s movie today? Contributing to your love rival’s box office?”

Ji Fanghuai said sheepishly, “Something like that.”

Lin Mianmian inexplicably felt sorry for Jiang Zhi.

She even wanted to refund her ticket and not watch.

Ji Fanghuai and Lin Mianmian collected their tickets, bought a family bucket of popcorn and soda, and entered just in time.

The movie was great, a typical commercial film—the plot, martial arts choreography, special effects, and acting were all excellent. But Ji Fanghuai just felt strange.

Because she kept getting distracted and thinking about Jiang Zhi several times, even during crucial plot moments.

In the movie, Jin Lin plays a female assassin who moves in the criminal underworld, a ruthless but principled person.

Ji Fanghuai had previously only admired Jin Lin’s looks and acting on screen. Today, she unconsciously started comparing herself to her. Then she suddenly realized she was good for nothing and wondered how Jiang Zhi could even like her.

Ji Fanghuai’s feeling of inferiority made tears well up and stream down her face when the female assassin sacrificed herself to save someone and died.

The film ended. Amidst the continuous plot discussions in the cinema, people slowly began to exit. Ji Fanghuai was still in her seat. She took off her 3D glasses and saw Lin Mianmian looking at her with an expression of disbelief.

She asked, “What’s wrong?”

Lin Mianmian said, “Were you thinking about Jiang Zhi just now?”

Ji Fanghuai cleared up the remaining popcorn and returned the glasses to the staff. She said, “How did you know?”

Lin Mianmian said, “You not only watched your love rival’s movie, but you cried while watching it.”

Shouldn’t she be thinking about Jiang Zhi?

She was starting to wonder if Jiang Zhi was being cheated on.

Ji Fanghuai understood what she meant and explained, “Jiang Zhi’s friend is my friend, you know? Besides, I cried because I was sad, and it has absolutely nothing to do with Jin Lin herself. Come on, let’s go.”

In truth, she also realized she was being very strange.

She had thought about Jiang Zhi before, but then she could watch dramas, go to a coffee shop, or chat with Lin Mianmian, and she could always divert her attention.

But today, she kept thinking about Jiang Zhi for no reason, and what she imagined was Jiang Zhi’s frail, pitiful look while lying weakly in bed with a stomach ache.

Ji Fanghuai searched for this strange phenomenon online.

“Shocking: What does it mean if you like your girlfriend when she is sick and weak?”

The answer the netizens gave her was…

Maybe Abasiophilia (attraction to the disabled)?

Seriously, she just liked Jiang Zhi’s weak, submissive look when she was ill, not a Jiang Zhi with missing limbs.

The netizens were the ones who were really sick, weren’t they?