After Losing My Memory, My Wife Started Chasing Me

Upcoming novel: I've Wanted to Be Your Girlfriend for a Long Time, please add it to your favorites

Wei Yin is an omega with such faint pheromones that she barely has a scent. She's weak and easy to bully, and utterly uninteresting in every way.

She can't understand why Hua Yu, a high-ranking alpha who's beautiful, aloof, and exceptionally talented, treats her so well.

When her glands atrophied and severe anemia left her close to death, Hua Yu took her in and gave her a place to stay.

All Wei Yin can do is work even harder, keeping Hua Yu's home spotless, cooking and doing laundry every day. But why has Hua Yu been looking at her more and more strangely?

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Hua Yu is Wei Yin's senior from college and the youngest deputy chief physician at the provincial hospital.

She once confessed her feelings to Wei Yin in public and was rejected. Her youthful crush should have faded with time, but Wei Yin suddenly reentered her life, having lost her memory and carrying a stack of test results with appallingly low numbers. She lay in Hua Yu's hospital bed, waiting to die.

Hua Yu could no longer stand it. Her eyes red, she took Wei Yin home.

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Ever since Wei Yin moved in, the sweet scent of omega tequila filled every corner of the home.

Wei Yin, however, knew nothing about it. Her pheromones were so faint that she continued working even after her heat began, making the bed, washing towels, and hanging up clothes.

The enticing tequila pheromones tickled Hua Yu's nose, while Wei Yin innocently drew closer to the source of danger.

She poked Hua Yu's cheek, her voice filled with simple concern. "You're so hot."

Hua Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and her voice was hoarse. "Help cool me down."

"Okay... Hua Yu, why are you holding my hand?"

Hua Yu pinned her against the wall. A hint of restraint crossed her beautiful face, like a patient hunter who could no longer hold back. Her teeth pressed against her prey's sweet-scented nape. "Cooling me down... doesn't require you to do any work."

Wei Yin, her nape suddenly aching: !!

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Later, after regaining all her memories and rising in status until she took complete control of Hua Yu's salary card, Wei Yin would cover the back of her neck with three layers of extra-strength suppressor patches before every heat, hoping to keep them from triggering the heat of an energetic Alpha who was highly sensitive to her pheromones. It never worked.

Hua Yu affectionately patted her head, pulled Wei Yin out from under the covers as she sulked, and fed her a spoonful of soup. "You know I can smell your pheromones."

Wei Yin was baffled. "But they're so faint."

Hua Yu kissed her lips. "Mm. I'm the only one who can smell them because... I've wanted to be your girlfriend for a long time."

Wei Yin: Hmph, QAQ!

A doting, meticulous, highly possessive top who treats love like tending a flower vs. a slow-witted, innocent, gentle, and kind little white flower bottom

Reader's Guide:

1. One-on-one, both leads' first relationship. Her memories return later, but whether they do or not won't affect the pace of their romance.

2. They dote on each other. Not recommended for readers with extreme preferences for either the top or bottom.

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Blurb

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From a very young age, Bei Ge wanted to marry one particular person.

But that person came from a wealthy family. She was a young lady, born with a silver spoon in her mouth, like the moon in the sky.

Bei Ge was just a bricklayer's daughter, coarse and poor, like the mud beneath her feet.

With ulterior motives and every bit of cunning she could muster, Bei Ge pursued her for more than ten years, finally managing to win her over.

The day before they were supposed to register their marriage, the woman was in a car accident and lost her memory.

It happened while she was on her way to meet her ex.

Bei Ge took her home and pretended not to know anything.

She tried hard to ignore the green hat over her head, but couldn't help giving herself away.

Sometimes, sitting alone in an empty room and gazing out at the lights in countless homes, she felt so heartbroken and exhausted that she could hardly bear it.

A marriage forced on someone could not turn gratitude into love.

Wei Shu didn't love her. Bei Ge knew that better than anyone.

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Wei Shu woke up one day and discovered she had a fiancee.

The woman was gorgeous, with long legs and a curvy figure, a stunning, sophisticated beauty who fit her tastes perfectly.

But why did the woman who was supposedly so madly in love with her, and had pursued her for over ten years, act so cold after bringing her home?

She didn't come home, hold her hand, or kiss her. She acted as if she were in mourning.

Was Wei Shu not beautiful enough, or was her body not youthful enough?

Proud by nature, Wei Shu decided to make a move.

On a rainy day, Wei Shu went to Bei Ge's office and borrowed her shower. Covering herself with a tiny towel in one hand, she leaned out, revealing a lovely, dewy shoulder. "Darling, could you pass me my pajamas?"

After they got home, Wei Shu wore a white shirt that barely reached her thighs and knocked on Bei Ge's door. Her black hair was damp, and her red lips were alluring. "Is your work prettier than me?"

At dinner, Wei Shu leaned in to kiss the cream at the corner of Bei Ge's lips and smiled seductively. "Would you rather eat dinner or eat me?"

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In the middle of the night, Bei Ge couldn't take it anymore. She pinned down the woman who had slipped under the covers, her voice slightly hoarse. "I'll give you one chance to choose. If you don't love me, I..."

If Wei Shu didn't love her, then even if it hurt terribly, Bei Ge could learn to let go.

As Bei Ge's gaze grew increasingly desperate, Wei Shu bit her lip. "To hell with choosing. Are you impotent or something?"

Unable to stand it any longer, Bei Ge proved herself through action that night. But the next morning, she saw Wei Shu packing her things to leave.

Bei Ge panicked and grabbed her hand, her face pale. "You're not allowed to leave!"

Wei Shu turned around, startled, then kissed her cheek and chuckled. "You're so insecure... I'm not leaving."

She picked up her ID. "Let's get married."

Later, Bei Ge finally realized:

Her childhood one-sided love had changed somewhere along the way.

A marriage wasn't something that had to be forced.

She wanted to hold the moon in her arms, and the moon was willing to fall into them.

The person she loved loved her just as much.

A doting top with no limits vs. a proud, cunning bottom who takes the initiative

The ex is a misunderstanding. One-on-one from beginning to end, with memories restored later.

Childhood friends, mutual feelings in both directions, happy ending

Upcoming novel: I Lost My Memory Before Our Divorce Agreement Expired, please add it to your favorites

Zhu Qing fell down the stairs and lost her short-term memory.

Her best friend brought in a mature, abstinent beauty and introduced her. "This is your wife."

Zhu Qing's mouth fell open in an O. "Wow."

She couldn't believe she'd managed to snag such a beauty.

Her best friend explained calmly:

"You got her drunk, slept with her, and left. Her daughter, Xiaobao, found you at the kindergarten where you work as a preschool teacher. You refused to take responsibility, then coaxed Xiaobao into calling you Mom."

Zhu Qing: ...!!

Leaving aside the fact that she had no interest in being a mother, she'd been single for twenty-two years and didn't even know how it worked. How could she have slept with someone and left?

Her best friend gave her a scornful look. "Right, you didn't know anything and still put her through hell. But it's all fine now. She wants a divorce by mutual agreement."

Unable to think of a reason to argue, Zhu Qing still tried to fight back.

"Why are we getting divorced?"

Her best friend finally lost patience and gave her a look. "Because you don't fulfill your obligations as a partner, and you even abuse her."

Zhu Qing: ...What kind of person does that?!

At the law firm lay two copies of the divorce agreement.

Li Lan had just finished a runway show, and talent agencies were making offers nonstop. She repeatedly hung up, then looked toward the desk.

A casually dressed young woman poked her head out, nervously snatched up the agreement, and tore it apart. Looking embarrassed, she said, "I have a lot of marital property, and dividing it would be complicated. Besides, I have a pretty good temper. How about we discuss it again..."

The marriage agreement had expired, and the person who'd sworn she would never renew it suddenly wanted to talk?

Li Lan, who earned tens of millions a year, raised an eyebrow and did her best to stay calm. "All right."

After being discharged from the hospital, Zhu Qing remembered the reason for the divorce and took the initiative to fulfill her obligations.

Late at night, her face red, she said, "Um, I'll be a little gentler with you."

Li Lan's gaze deepened.

The next day, Zhu Qing lay sprawled on the bed, her voice hoarse and her eyes red as she asked in confusion, "I only have to fulfill this obligation once, right?"

Li Lan kissed her swollen red lips unhurriedly. "If you cry, we'll do it again."

Zhu Qing let out a wail... then clamped her mouth shut ><

Later, Zhu Qing realized she'd misjudged her.

Li Lan wasn't a tragic wife enduring humiliation at all. She was a sly wolf, laying her plans step by step.

She really had slept with her and left, but Zhu Qing was the one who'd been taken.

She really had gotten someone to call her Mom, but Li Lan had lured Xiaobao with a lollipop.

And the abuse was real too: afterward, Zhu Qing often gave Li Lan the silent treatment all by herself (smile).

She was the hapless fool who'd walked right into a trap and let the wolf into her home!

Divorce. It had to happen.

Until one day, at an entertainment industry party, a little-known actress invited Li Lan to dance. Zhu Qing charged over, eyes blazing. "Don't dance with her. You're mine!"

Li Lan instinctively put an arm around her waist. "All right. I'm yours."

A considerate, generous, possessive, and cunning older top vs. a timid yet playful, mischievous bottom who gets herself into trouble

Reader's Guide:

1. One-on-one, both leads' first relationship. The daughter isn't biological, and there's an eight-year age gap.

2. They dote on each other. Not recommended for readers with extreme preferences for either the top or bottom.

Theme: Weather life's setbacks and storms through the companionship of true love