The CEO Wins Over His White Moonlight with His Goofy Antics

Everyone in Nancheng knows that Jiang Dang changes lovers more often than he changes clothes.

A: "I get it, that's just an exaggeration, right?"

B: "It's not an exaggeration. It's true. In the morning, I smelled strawberry pheromones on him. When I ran into him that evening, they smelled like lime, and the next day they smelled like roses."

Jiang Dang had amnesia and believed every word of the gossip. Lying in his hospital bed, he bossed around Shao Xingqiu, who was staying by his side. "Peel me an apple, and cut it into a little bunny. I want a whole row of yogurt drinks, with all the straws stuck in."

Shao Xingqiu glanced at him, his expression complicated, as if he wanted to speak but couldn't.

Jiang Dang glared. "What's with that look? Hurry up, or I'll replace you when I get in a bad mood. You won't even have time to cry about it. I'm the kind of playboy who changes lovers twice a day."

Shao Xingqiu looked at him with pity. "Poor thing. He hit his head and messed up his brain."

Shao Xingqiu and Jiang Dang had been secretly married for three years, living together with polite distance. Shao Xingqiu thought things would stay that way, until an accident left Jiang Dang with a head injury. The aloof CEO turned into a ridiculous playboy who went around saying he wanted to change wives every day.

Shao Xingqiu was torn. Should he tell Jiang Dang that those rumors were actually because his pheromones had become unstable during pregnancy, changing whenever his emotions shifted?

Before Shao Xingqiu could decide, Jiang Dang found out he was pregnant.

Oh no. With Jiang Dang's personality changed so much, maybe he really would replace him and find a new love.

But to his surprise, the playboy Jiang Dang was so nervous he didn't know what to do. "Does pregnancy mean you need my pheromones to soothe you? I'm not the baby's father, but will my pheromones still work? Will the baby take my surname or yours?"

Shao Xingqiu felt conflicted. Turns out, sometimes having a busted brain isn't a bad thing.

Theme: Strive toward the future.