“What do you think, Miss Song?” Ji Xing smiled, his thin lips curling into a seductive smile. “Why don’t we give it a try?”

“Okay!” Song Yiyan hooked his tie and pulled it forward, unwilling to be outdone.

The two of them were in the car heading home. With the driver in front, they naturally didn’t dare to go overboard.

Song Yiyan looked at him. “Aren’t you going to explain? Young master?”

Ji Xing let out a low cough and treated those comments as a joke. He would not stoop to the level of that kind of person. “Other than this, they’re right. I’m your gigolo.”

“When did you become so magnanimous?” Song Yiyan pursed her lips.

He was not an easy person to talk to. On the contrary, he was extremely petty. Anyone who said anything bad about him could be killed by him.

“I’ve always been magnanimous.” Ji Xing confiscated her phone and immediately looked at it all the way. His eyes couldn’t take it.

Song Yiyan finally had enough and was a little tired. She rested her head on his thigh, her hand still playing with his. Thinking about the upcoming wedding, she still felt unreal. “Are we really getting married?”

Ji Xing gently patted her stomach. “You are my child’s mother, what else do you want? Are you going to protest to Grandpa again? See if Grandpa will agree.”

The date had been set, the invitations had been sent, and her friends and family knew about it. There was no way she could escape now, and he would not allow her to.

“But I don’t remember it now.” Song Yiyan sighed and looked at him seriously. “You didn’t recover your memories either. I think we’re incomplete like this.”

“The memory will come back.” Ji Xing leaned over and kissed her forehead gently. “Your memory is yours, it will come back to you sooner or later. You might remember it when you get married.”

Song Yiyan had never doubted her feelings for Ji Xing and had never questioned him. It was just that the deeper she loved and the more she cared, the more she wanted to know what had happened between her and him in the past.

She had every reason to suspect that he had long regained his memory. However, he was stubborn and refused to admit that he had regained it. No matter what she did, she could not get anything out of him.

“Feel your conscience and tell me.” Song Yiyan placed his hand on her heart. “You definitely recovered your memory.”

Ji Xing did not hesitate. “I didn’t recover it.”

He had already thought it through. Even if she regained her memory, he had to pretend to have lost it. Otherwise, she would kick up a fuss with him for what he had done in the past.

“You must have done something wrong to me in the past.” Song Yiyan was very sure. She pinched his hand and gritted her teeth fiercely. “Just pretend. I’ll see how long you can pretend.”

If he wasn’t guilty, would he have hidden the fact that he had regained his memory?

Ji Xing raised his hand and swore. “I swear on my character here that I definitely didn’t do anything wrong to you. Whether it was before, now, or in the future, I won’t.”

“Your character is worthless.” Song Yiyan glanced at him in disdain. “Even if you didn’t do anything wrong to me, you must have done something you’re afraid I’ll find out. Wait for me to regain my memory!”

He didn’t have to say anything, and he probably didn’t want to. When her own memory returned, she would naturally know what he had done that he needed to hide from her.

On the other hand, the car had already entered the courtyard.

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It was past 10 in the evening, and the courtyard was very quiet. When they reached the entrance of the Song family’s small courtyard, they could vaguely hear the conversation and laughter in the courtyard.

Song Yiyan was extremely sleepy and had long fallen asleep in Ji Xing’s arms, she woke up when he carried her out of the car. When she saw the brightly lit door, her sleepiness immediately disappeared.

At the entrance of the Song family’s house, there were two big red lanterns, beside the courtyard wall were small red lanterns.

The trees on both sides of the road at the entrance of the courtyard were also covered in red lights. They looked festive.

Song Yiyan muttered softly, “This is too exaggerated.”

Song Chen, Song Heng, and the other brothers were waiting in the courtyard for Song Yiyan and her husband to return home. They were playing chess.

The voice just now was Song Chen’s, he regretted playing chess again. Just as he was about to lose, he heard the car stop at the door. He immediately destroyed the chessboard and said that he would go out to pick her up.

“That’s not an exaggeration!” When Song Heng heard her words, he smiled and said, “Grandpa originally wanted the entire courtyard to be decorated with lights and streamers. I dissuaded your grandfather after a long time.”

Among his grandchildren, his grandfather valued the first person in their family to get married. He wanted the entire country to be decorated with lights and firecrackers to celebrate.

He didn’t expect Yanyan to be the first to get married.

“What’s wrong with setting up lanterns and ribbons? It’s not like we’re spending their money.” Song Chen was still a little upset about this.

The trees in the courtyard were all decorated with colorful lights. How beautiful and festive!

“Grandpa is right.” Song Yiyan was lazy and didn’t feel any need to maintain her image in front of her family.

Song Chen smiled until his face turned into a flower. He sized her up carefully. “You must be tired from filming recently!”

When she first started filming, he would visit her every few days to send her some delicious supplements. Later, this girl was unwilling to let him go over, saying that it would delay her filming progress.

He had not seen her in person for more than two months. What could he see in the video? He could not see anything, it was best to see her face to face.

“I’m not tired.” In order to prove her words, Song Yiyan jumped out of Ji Xing’s arms and pinched her chin. “Look, I’m eating until my double chin is out.”

Song Chen nodded in satisfaction and gave Ji Xing an approving look. Not bad, it was indeed right to let him follow Yanyan and look after her.

Qiao Yuan and the others were all at home. After all, the wedding was in less than a week. They had all moved here and would be out soon.

Song Yiyan was helpless, she watched as the entire family came out to welcome them. “Mom, why are you all out here? Are we still guests?”

“What can I do?” Qiao Yuan glared at her and walked forward to hold her hand. She sized her up. “I just want to see you.”

Although Song Yiyan said that, her heart was filled with warmth. She smiled and said, “I’m fine. Can I run? I’ve put on 10 pounds recently, don’t look at me.”

Qiao Yuan was very satisfied. She hadn’t lost weight and her complexion was good.

Song Shu’s wife, Ye Lingyu, also said, “It’s cold outside, hurry up and go back to the house. Don’t talk here.”

The entire family was bustling with activity.