The Movie Queen’s Charming Little Wife: Feigning Amnesia Online - Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Lin Mo kept psyching herself up, gathering her courage all the way back to the hotel with Xue Luhe.

Thai hotels were often decorated with a sense of golden opulence, catering perfectly to the tastes of international tycoons. Entering and exiting were glamorous people and various wealthy business travelers. Lin Mo swallowed hard, feeling like an ugly duckling that had stumbled into a flock of swans, constantly looked down upon.

People passing by—be they beauties, handsome men, or middle-aged businessmen with protruding bellies—were all staring at Xue Luhe. Even with a mask on, her eyes alone were enough to command the attention of everyone in the room. She was like that—a natural focus, a person who could make anyone marvel regardless of where she went.

As Lin Mo thought about this, she suddenly burst into a soft laugh.

So, this super-beauty you’re all coveting is currently doing everything in her power to invite me to sleep with her. None of you get a share. This just shows how much charm and “skill” I actually have!

With that thought, her self-consciousness vanished. So what if others were pretty? They didn’t have Xue Luhe’s love! Lin Mo felt refreshed, puffing out her chest and marching toward their room with her head held high.

Xue Luhe’s legs hadn’t fully recovered yet. Walking for a long time caused her discomfort. She forced herself to open the door and immediately sat on the sofa, not even having time to change her shoes, desperate to relax her legs and lower back.

Lin Mo walked over carefully, unsure of what to do, and crouched down to look at Xue Luhe’s legs. Those legs were symmetrical and slender, encased in trousers, but their owner’s face was slightly twisted in pain as she rhythmically tapped her waist. After watching for a moment, Lin Mo took initiative. She reached out, removed Xue Luhe’s shoes, fetched slippers from the rack, and slid them onto her feet.

Xue Luhe was so shocked she forgot to move. she stared at Lin Mo with wide eyes, stammering after a long pause, “You… don’t do that.”

Lin Mo held Xue Luhe’s ankle gently to guide it into the slipper. Her fair hand against Xue Luhe’s slender ankle was unexpectedly suggestive, making Xue Luhe’s throat go dry. Lin Mo looked up from the floor, her smile bright and radiant. “It’s nothing. Just serving a patient.”

Xue Luhe looked at her smile and said nothing more.

It was getting late, but since they had slept through the afternoon, neither was tired. Lin Mo suggested, “How about we watch a movie?”

Xue Luhe took off her jacket, leaving just her shirt, and nodded. Lin Mo picked a Hollywood blockbuster. They ordered snacks and drinks from room service and sat on the sofa, leaning close to each other, eyes fixed on the screen.

In reality, the movie’s explosive special effects didn’t attract Lin Mo at all. She had been watching for ten minutes and still didn’t understand the plot; her mind was entirely occupied by what would happen next.

Xue Luhe, however, watched quite seriously, not even touching the snacks, offering occasional critiques: “Even though this actor isn’t very famous internationally, he’s a heavyweight award winner. It’s not easy to portray such layers in a commercial genre film.” “The female lead’s acting is mediocre; she wins on looks. I suspect the director chose her solely for her face.”

Lin Mo let out an “Oh,” suddenly curious. “Then when you first started filming, were there directors who chose you just for your face?”

Xue Luhe looked back with a smile. “All of them.”

Lin Mo stared, mouth agape.

Xue Luhe added in a low voice: “Back then, my parents hadn’t passed away yet, and the Xue Group’s affairs weren’t my concern. To spite my family, I ran off to start acting. In my first movie, I landed the second female lead based on my face and became an instant hit. For the next several years, directors only used me for my face and figure. It was during those years that there were always people wanting me to take my clothes off.”

She gave a mocking smile. “Those people all paid the price later.”

Lin Mo didn’t dare imagine what that price was, but… hearing this actually felt quite satisfying.

By the middle of the movie, Lin Mo finally got invested. By the time it ended, the intense concentration had left her exhausted and yawning. Xue Luhe patted her shoulder. “Go to sleep.”

Lin Mo: “…Ah! Oh… Then, do you want to shower first or should I?”

Xue Luhe smiled. “You go first. I can see you’re very tired.”

Lin Mo felt like she was floating on a cloud—both sleepy and shy. She hurried to the bathroom and came out within fifteen minutes.

In Xue Luhe’s eyes, Lin Mo emerged from the bathroom shrouded in steam, wrapped in a bathrobe, drying her hair with a towel. Her eyes were darting around like a startled fawn, yet they were filled with a bright mist. Her skin looked incredibly soft, and her cheeks were as rosy and tempting as a ripe peach.

Yet Lin Mo didn’t seem to realize her own beauty at all, looking at Xue Luhe with innocent, pure eyes. “Is it okay for you to shower now? Will there be a problem? Does your… hip still hurt?”

Xue Luhe stood up and slowly walked toward Lin Mo. Lin Mo instinctively tried to step aside, but Xue Luhe came straight at her, making her impossible to dodge.

What was more lethal was that as Xue Luhe walked, she began unbuttoning her shirt—one by one, from top to bottom, unhurriedly—before tossing the shirt onto the carpet. Once again, it was just Xue Luhe in her lingerie, her willow-like waist swaying gracefully, her curves exquisite yet her aura powerful.

She continued forward, her trousers sliding off naturally, revealing legs with beautiful lines. The scene was hazy; the air felt thick. Lin Mo felt as if she had been drinking—no, as if she had bathed in wine. Every pore felt slightly tipsy, and she felt herself swaying, losing her sense of self.

Just looking at such a moving body and feeling that focused gaze made Lin Mo feel like she might faint.

Xue Luhe stepped up, wearing only her lingerie. “Wait for me in bed.”

She leaned into Lin Mo’s ear, leaving behind those light, ethereal words, then gave Lin Mo’s cheek a quick pinch before heading into the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

She left behind a dazed, infatuated Lin Mo standing in place, eyes wide as she touched her own face. It felt tingly. That patch of skin on her cheek seemed to have a mind of its own, heating up and refusing to cool down.

This was originally Lin Mo’s hotel room, so her pajamas were there. She quickly changed, crawled into bed, pulled the duvet up to her chin, and stared wide-eyed at the ceiling.

Could it be… is tonight the ‘Night of Destiny’?

If things really progressed naturally, how was she supposed to face it? Put her pants on the next day and act like she didn’t know her? Or just run away? Was she really going to grow old with Xue Luhe? That difficulty level was way too high!

Lin Mo’s internal monologue had already played out a hundred episodes, but somehow, while “acting,” she lost consciousness and fell into a dream as if she had blacked out.

When Xue Luhe finished her shower and entered the bedroom, her bathrobe was tied loosely around her waist, looking as if it might fall at any moment. Her steps were slow and her expression serious, but she froze when she saw the person on the bed, followed by a warm smile.

This girl… she really hasn’t changed at all. So carefree.

Xue Luhe shed her robe, found an oversized T-shirt of Lin Mo’s in the closet, and pulled it on as a nightgown. What was a shirt that reached Lin Mo’s thighs only reached Xue Luhe’s hips, just barely covering the essential areas and revealing a pair of straight, exquisite long legs.

She walked to the bedside, crouched down, and watched the sleeping Lin Mo silently for a while. Then, Xue Luhe closed her eyes, leaned in gently, and left a precious, sweet kiss on Lin Mo’s cheek. She climbed into bed, tucked herself in, and held the sleeping Lin Mo from behind.

Lin Mo sensed something in her sleep, struggling slightly in a daze and making a gurgling sound, as cute as a child. Xue Luhe smiled, holding Lin Mo as she drifted into dreamland. The night was quiet. Even in a foreign land, the room was incredibly warm, like an enviable home.

When Lin Mo woke up the next day and recalled her performance from the night before, she was both annoyed and embarrassed.

How could I! I really am the spokesperson for ‘being unable to achieve anything but great at ruining things.’ I could have slept at any time, but I had to sleep then!

She couldn’t remember what happened after she fell asleep. She had a blurry sensation of someone holding her, but she didn’t know anything beyond that.

Dejected, Lin Mo got up to wash. Xue Luhe, with her countless responsibilities, must have woken up early and was no longer in the room. After finishing her morning routine, Lin Mo sat in a daze until she heard a knock.

When she opened the door, it was Xue Luhe, pushing a trolley laden with a magnificent breakfast. Her lips wore a smile, and her expression was tender. “You’re awake. Come eat breakfast. After we eat, we’ll play for one more day.”

Lin Mo’s dejected mood instantly soared. As long as she saw Xue Luhe’s breathtaking face, she felt like nothing else mattered. However, she still apologized between bites of breakfast: “I’m sorry… I said I’d accompany you last night, but I ended up falling asleep…”

Xue Luhe crinkled her eyes, elegantly placing a piece of croissant into her mouth before saying with a smile: “Since you’ve realized your mistake, then, what price should you pay? How do you plan to compensate me?”

Lin Mo was stunned. She had just offered a casual apology, expecting a “it’s okay” in return. Why wasn’t she following the script? But since the words were out, Lin Mo couldn’t backtrack, so she asked tentatively: “Then… how do you want me to compensate you?”

Xue Luhe stopped talking, lowered her head to take a sip of coffee, and continued eating her fried eggs. Lin Mo lost her appetite while waiting. Seeing Xue Luhe eating with such gusto, she felt a bit envious and reached out to grab Xue Luhe’s wrist. “Answer my question first.”

Xue Luhe allowed Lin Mo to hold her wrist. Since she hadn’t finished a piece of bacon, she simply offered the fork to Lin Mo’s lips, saying playfully: “Eat. We’ll talk after.”

Fuming, Lin Mo bit the bacon off the fork and glared at Xue Luhe, stating firmly: “If you don’t say it now, I won’t admit to it after I finish eating. Compensation or no compensation, my apology was enough anyway.”

Xue Luhe gave a soft laugh. “It’s not up to you.”

Lin Mo: “…How are you getting more and more bossy? Are you turning back into the old Xue Luhe? Or has your so-called change lately been an act?”

Xue Luhe’s expression suddenly turned serious. “I’m not acting. It’s just… when I’m with you, I’m becoming more and more relaxed, and some old habits are surfacing. If you don’t like it, I’ll try my best to change.”

Mhm… if that’s the reason, then it’s acceptable. Moreover, Lin Mo couldn’t ignore the sudden heartbeat she felt just then. Truly, no woman can resist a “bossy president” moment. None!

After breakfast, Xue Luhe took a wet wipe, leaned over, and proactively wiped Lin Mo’s mouth. Lin Mo was a bit dazed, passively letting her do it, feeling like a total klutz for not realizing she had food on her face. What an embarrassment.

Xue Luhe tossed the wipe away and stood up unhurriedly. “Now we can talk about compensation. Since you fell asleep early last night, the compensation is that tonight, you must go to sleep later than me.”

Lin Mo let out an “Ah?” She never expected the great Best Actress’s revenge to be so childish!

“Fine, no problem. I’ll listen to you. Tonight I’ll definitely stay up later than you, no issues at all!” Lin Mo waved her hand with a grin, happily agreeing.

The entire day, Xue Luhe accompanied Lin Mo like a tour guide, visiting local spots and traveling a bit further to see an authentic Thai folk village. Lin Mo marveled as she looked around: “These places are developed just like the folk villages back home. I’m actually worried a beautiful local girl might take a fancy to me and keep me here as her bride~”

Xue Luhe immediately became as if facing a great enemy, glaring at every beautiful girl who approached, forcing them away with her gaze—including several tall and striking ladyboys.

Lin Mo: “…No, why so serious?”

Xue Luhe simply reached over and gripped Lin Mo’s hand tightly, their fingers interlacing. “You are mine.”

Lin Mo tried to shake her off but couldn’t. She pouted, saying haughtily, “I belong to myself.”

Xue Luhe squeezed her palm. “But the Civil Affairs Bureau says we are legal partners.”

Only then did Lin Mo remember the marriage certificate. If Xue Luhe hadn’t mentioned it, it would have been fine, but now it reminded Lin Mo that there were only five months left until their agreed divorce date.

At the same time, Lin Mo suddenly realized something. Xue Luhe’s death was on the night of this year’s Lunar New Year!

That meant there was only one month left!

Lin Mo’s eyes suddenly filled with terror. She turned to inspect Xue Luhe closely, reaching out to touch the areas where she had been injured, her movements urgent.

Xue Luhe gave a seductive smile. “What? Is it broad daylight and in front of everyone that you want to start touching me? How about waiting until we get back to the hotel…”

“Who wants to touch you! I’m worried about your health!” Lin Mo snapped her head up, pulling her hand back, her eyes filled with fear and worry. Her tone was intense: “Are all those small ailments healed? Did the fracture really leave no lasting effects? What about mentally, psychologically—is there anything wrong in any area? Even if you don’t want to tell me, you must tell your doctor. No matter what illness it is, get it treated immediately. This is far more urgent than work!”

Xue Luhe blinked, appearing a bit confused. She moved her leg for Lin Mo to see. “My body has been recovering, and my vitals are great. Some old minor issues are improving too. What are you worried about? Why so sudden?”

Lin Mo frowned and turned to walk away. “I can’t explain this to you.”

Xue Luhe froze for two seconds then followed, persistently asking, “Do you know something? How do you know? Astrology? Fortune telling? A dream? Do you care about me that much to have researched so deeply?”

Lin Mo wasn’t sure if she remembered correctly. She was desperately trying to recall the plot. She had been here for over six months, and the original story details were mostly forgotten; she had to try incredibly hard to remember.

On the other hand, the trajectory of this world hadn’t followed the original book. The two original protagonists, Mu Fei and Xi Shen, had vanished to parts unknown, both having lost their confrontations with Xue Luhe. Did this mean Xue Luhe’s fate had undergone a massive change, and she wouldn’t have to jump to her death?

But even if there was a one-in-ten-thousand chance, Lin Mo felt agonized. She wanted to prevent it at the source but was frustrated by her inability to find a way. She had never finished the original book and had no idea why Xue Luhe jumped!

Looking back at Xue Luhe now, Lin Mo felt like crying for some reason. It hadn’t been easy; the process of this woman evolving from a “big villain” to a warm, sunshine-filled youth was too difficult. She couldn’t let her repeat the old path!

Xue Luhe asked for a long time without receiving an answer, only to find Lin Mo looking at her with eyes full of pity and heartache. She was even more confused.

Both lost their mood for sightseeing. The driver sent by Xu Lu was very observant. Seeing their state, he asked, “President Xue, shall we proceed to the next attraction?”

Xue Luhe and Lin Mo said in unison: “No.” “Let’s not!”

They glanced at each other. Lin Mo looked worried, and Xue Luhe looked grim.

Eventually, the driver took them back to the hotel. They ordered room service and sat facing each other on the sofa.

Though it was difficult, Lin Mo spoke up: “Actually… I’m just worried about your body. You’ve been so busy and tired lately. I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it and will develop some compounding illness.”

Xue Luhe frowned. “That still shouldn’t be so sudden. What exactly do you know?”

Lin Mo licked her lips, feeling lost. She didn’t know what to do next, so her instinct was to run again. “I’m going to take a nap. I’m so sleepy.”

She stepped toward the bedroom, but Xue Luhe grabbed her wrist. “Did you forget our agreement from this morning? Unless you tell me why you’re suddenly so worried about me, you aren’t allowed to sleep.”

Lin Mo was incredulous. “How can you be like this? It’s the afternoon. Why can’t I sleep earlier than you? We agreed on ‘tonight’!”

Xue Luhe looked a bit embarrassed but still said, “When we made the agreement this morning, we didn’t specify a nap or the night.”

Lin Mo was speechless and getting angry. She yanked her hand away from Xue Luhe, her voice cold and tense: “You’re really regressing. Everyone has things they don’t want to say. Forcing me to talk—how is this any different from how it was back at the villa? I’m angry!”

Lin Mo swung her hand and walked straight into the bedroom, locking the door and lying down under the covers.

Xue Luhe sat dazed on the sofa, looking at her hands, seemingly filled with guilt and regret. She grabbed a teacup from the table, wanting to throw it at the corner to vent her frustration, but feared the noise would scare Lin Mo in the room. After a long while, she silently put the cup back.

Xue Luhe gave a self-mocking twitch of her lips. Truly… she still couldn’t accept Lin Mo keeping something from her. This was the manifestation of extreme control. Xue Luhe knew this very well, and she had been working on it with great success—until now. Once faced with Lin Mo hiding something, she found herself tending toward losing control.

Her mood was still irritable; she wanted to seize Lin Mo and hide her in a dark room so she would have no more secrets. But that thought was completely incompatible with the Xue Luhe whose mindset had now transformed.

Lin Mo stayed in the bedroom all afternoon. Xue Luhe didn’t disturb her, and she didn’t come out. When evening came, the hotel delivered dinner. Xue Luhe had spent the afternoon adjusting her mindset and went to knock on the door: “Come out for dinner.”

After a while, the door opened, and Lin Mo walked out. Xue Luhe observed her closely and noticed her eyes were slightly swollen, causing her to frown immediately. Had she been crying in the room all afternoon?

Xue Luhe felt heartache and guilt. She immediately apologized: “I’m sorry, Lin Mo. I was wrong this afternoon. I shouldn’t have pried into your privacy. From now on, I will never force you to say things you don’t want to say. I promise!”

Lin Mo was blunt: “It’s good you know you were wrong. Fine, I forgive you. Let’s eat quickly. After dinner, we’ll go out again. I heard the night view here is beautiful.”

Xue Luhe’s anxious mood instantly returned to normal. It felt as if the sun had come out; she couldn’t hide her smile.

They finished dinner in a slightly awkward atmosphere, and then Xue Luhe took Lin Mo out to see the night sights. Xue Luhe had chartered a cruise ship. They stood at the bow, watching the city lights along the river.

The river flowed toward the sea, and the breeze was crisp and chilling. Lin Mo had a shawl over her shoulders but still felt a bit cold, unable to stop a shiver. Xue Luhe immediately seized the opportunity, took off her own overcoat, and draped it over Lin Mo from behind. She stood behind Lin Mo in just her shirt, looking at her with a smile.

Lin Mo looked back, lifted a corner of the coat, and beckoned: “You come in too.”

So Xue Luhe slipped into the coat with her. They could hear each other’s breathing, their warmth transferred between them, their gazes meeting. It felt as if there were a thousand words to say, yet no need to say any of them.

Lin Mo tilted her head, looking at Xue Luhe, her gaze gradually becoming hazy. She didn’t know what had come over her, but she suddenly leaned toward Xue Luhe’s tempting lips and kissed them.

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