After Losing Her Memory, She’s Coaxed into Calling Her Brother’s Friend “Hubby”

[Amnesia + groveling pursuit + size difference + sweet, delicate beauty vs. gentlemanly scoundrel]

After waking from a car accident, Wen Ran looked at the exceptional man beside her bed, loosening his tie with an unreadable expression, and asked timidly, “Who are you?”

Li Tingyan brushed his fingers over her moist, reddened lips and said hoarsely, “Good girl, I'm your husband.”

Everyone knew Li Tingyan as the famously celibate Buddha of Beijing's elite circles, a man with influence and power to spare. What they did not know was that he had been yearning for his best friend's little sister for five whole years.

Wen Ran believed him, and every night he left her weak-kneed after “fulfilling his marital duties.”

Until one day, her brother came looking for her. “Youyou, come home with me.”

She tried to run, but the man bound her wrists with his tie and pinned her to the corner, eyes red. “You're carrying my child. Where do you think you're going?”