Baby, Please Call Me Your Husband One More Time

[Sweet, flirtatious night-shift hotel maid vs. powerful, secretly possessive boss] [A time-crossing bridal suite: her boss by day, her husband by night; both pure, sweet romance]

Su Zhi is just a low-ranking night-shift housekeeper at the Lanxi Hotel, living in an old staff dormitory that’s about to be demolished.

At 12:17 a.m., she opens a peeling wardrobe door and tumbles into the bridal suite on the top floor, four months in the future.

Inside, Pei Xuli, head of the Pei family, is wearing a black shirt, his wedding band cool and pale between his fingers. The first thing he calls her is Mrs. Pei.

Su Zhi thinks she’s stumbled upon a madman, but the man bends down to pick up her slippers and describes in perfect detail the blister on her heel and the pain-relief patch in her drawer.

Even more unbelievable, during the day Pei Xuli is an aloof, untouchable man who doesn’t know her at all.

At night, though, he knows her far too well. He leaves a light on for her, cooks her noodles, traps her by the bridal suite door, and softly coaxes her not to run away.

She’s flustered by the way her future husband flirts with her, while her boss in the present transfers her right under his nose.

Then, on a stormy night, the Pei Xuli of the present sees his future self with his own eyes.

One wears a wedding ring. The other has empty hands.

At last, the same man starts competing with his future self for his wife.

Later, as the bridal suite begins to disappear, Pei Xuli clutches her hand across time. His eyes redden, and his voice turns hoarse as he pleads:

“Baby, please call me your husband one more time.”