I slept with the wrong person on my wedding night, and the boss spoiled me rotten!

Qin Feng drove Jiang Xuxu back to her studio and sat in the car for a long time.

"President Gu, he..." Qin Feng gripped the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, "is getting engaged next month."

Jiang Xuxu didn't say anything.

"Miss Hayashi."

Qin Feng added, his tone tinged with pity, "She's been by Mr. Gu's side for the past three years, taking care of him. The doctor said that familiar people and things will help him recover his memory..."

fiancée.

Jiang Xuxu repeated these three words in her mind, finding it laughable.

In the end, she, as a wife, could not compare to her childhood sweetheart.

The kind where you've received the certificate, had it stamped, and have it recorded at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

But now?

He has completely forgotten her and is going to marry someone else.

"Miss Jiang," Qin Feng turned to look at her, "what do you plan to do?"

Jiang Xuxu remained silent for a long time.

"What can I do?" she asked softly. "Tell him I'm his wife? Would he believe me?"

Qin Feng opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"Never mind." Jiang Xuxu opened the car door. "Thank you for telling me all this."

She got out of the car and went into the studio.

We've just opened, and there's still a lot to do. Let's wait until we're less busy before we go see Jing Shen.

In the days that followed, Jiang Xuxu buried herself in her work.

Huo Siyu would sometimes call her in the middle of the night while she was still drawing design drafts.

"Are you crazy?" Huo Siyu shouted on the other end of the phone. "What time is it?"

"I'm rushing to finish the manuscript." Jiang Xuxu's voice was as calm as a still pond. "The studio got a big order, things will be fine once this is over."

Once I'm done with this busy period.

She didn't know how long she would be busy.

They just didn't dare to stop.

As soon as I stop, those images pop into my mind—Gu Jingshen standing at the mall entrance, listening to Lin Tingran speak with his head slightly lowered.

Lin Tingran stood on tiptoe to straighten his collar; Qin Feng said that they were getting engaged next month…

She thought about going to find him.

I've thought about it many times.

Stand in front of him and tell him who you are.

But what did she say?

Rush up to him and yell, or wait for him to be alone, stop him, and show him your marriage certificate.

The marriage certificate is still there, but he doesn't remember it.

What is that piece of paper?

That's a joke.

She wasn't ready to face everything.

A month later, Jiang Xuxu received a WeChat message.

It was posted by Qin Feng.

There was only an electronic invitation and a sentence: I'm sorry, Ms. Jiang.

The invitation bore the names of Gu Jingshen and Lin Tingran. The wedding date was this Saturday, and the venue was a hotel in the suburbs.

Jiang Xuxu stared at the invitation for a long time.

Huo Siyu leaned closer for a look, her face turning pale: "What is this? Is he really going to marry that green tea bitch?"

Jiang Xuxu didn't say anything and put her phone away.

During this time, Huo Siyu had already learned about their affair.

"Xuxu, you..." Huo Siyu looked at her cautiously, "Don't go."

"I'll go."

Huo Siyu snapped, "What are you going to do? Are you looking for trouble? That bastard doesn't even remember you!"

Jiang Xuxu raised her head, her eyes bright.

"That's precisely why I'm going, because he doesn't remember."

Saturday.

A hotel in the suburbs.

The wedding was held on an outdoor lawn and was decorated in an extremely luxurious style. White drapes, pink roses, and a towering champagne tower were all present.

The guests were dressed in their finest attire and chatted in small groups.

When Jiang Xuxu arrived, the wedding had not yet started.

She wore a long red dress, had exquisite makeup, and her hair was styled in an updo, revealing a section of her fair neck.

Huo Siyu stood beside her, extremely nervous: "Should we go?"

"I'm not leaving."

Jiang Xuxu walked step by step toward the lawn in her high heels.

Everyone around her was watching her.

That red dress was too eye-catching; amidst the pink, white, and champagne colors all around, it looked like a burning fire.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know, she's quite pretty."

"Wearing a red dress to a wedding? Was that intentional?"

Whispers came from all directions, but Jiang Xuxu paid no attention.

She saw Gu Jingshen.

He stood at the other end of the lawn, wearing a black suit with a groom's boutonniere pinned to his chest.

Lin Tingran took his arm, dressed in a white veil, and smiled gently and gracefully.

Someone whispered something in his ear.

Gu Jingshen raised his head, his gaze passing over the crowd and landing on her.

Jiang Xuxu stopped in her tracks.

Across a room full of guests, across three years of separation and death, across a marriage he could no longer recall, their eyes met.

Gu Jingshen's eyes looked unfamiliar.

That unfamiliarity was sharper than a knife.

He looked at her for two seconds, then frowned slightly, as if trying to figure something out.

Finally, he released Lin Tingran's hand and walked towards her.

The guests automatically made way for them.

Jiang Xuxu stood still, watching him approach step by step.

She was so close she could see the confusion in his eyes, so close she could smell his familiar scent.

He stood in front of her, bowing slightly, his tone polite yet distant.

"Excuse me, do we know each other?"

Jiang Xuxu looked at him.

She had dreamed of this face countless times.

During the most difficult period, she kept telling herself that he was dead and would never come back.

But now he's standing right here.

Living and breathing.

It's so beautiful it breaks your heart.

I just don't know her.

Jiang Xuxu smiled.

Tears slid down her cheeks, landing on her red dress and leaving dark stains.

"I really wish we had never met."

Her voice was soft, with a slight tremor, but every word was clear.

"If I had known our reunion would turn out like this, I would have preferred you to have died three years ago."

Gu Jingshen frowned.

He didn't know why, but those words felt like a thorn, piercing into a place in his heart that he himself didn't even know existed.

"What did you say..." he began, but didn't know what to say.

Jiang Xuxu took a step back.

The surrounding guests looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering what had happened.

Lin Tingran's face had turned pale. She lifted her skirt and tried to walk over, but was pulled back by the person next to her.

Gu Jingshen stood rooted to the spot, as if frozen in place.

He looked at the woman in front of him, at her face covered in tears, at the pain in her eyes that she couldn't hide.

He didn't know her.

But his heart ached as if it were being squeezed.

"What exactly...?" His voice was a little hoarse, "What is our relationship?"

Jiang Xuxu looked at him and suddenly found it ridiculous.

What's the relationship?

How should she answer?

You said I was your wife? You said you hugged me and told me to wait for you before you left? You said we have a son who is three years old this year?

She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Forget it.

She turned around and walked out.

The red skirt left a long trail on the grass.

"stop."

Gu Jingshen's voice came from behind.

Jiang Xuxu didn't stop.

She heard hurried footsteps behind her, heard someone shouting "Gu Jingshen, what are you doing?", heard Lin Tingran's scream and the guests' exclamations.

Then someone grabbed her wrist.

That hand was very hot and the pressure was very strong.

Jiang Xuxu was forced to turn around.

Gu Jingshen stood in front of her, his eyes red and his chest heaving.

"Who exactly are you?"

He asked, his voice low and tinged with an urgency he himself didn't understand, "Why...why does it hurt so much to see you cry?"

Jiang Xuxu looked into his eyes.