I Lost My Memory After Marrying a Rich Woman by Contract

[Amnesia and melodrama] [Younger, forward suitor] [Mutual devotion]

Sunny, straightforward puppy-like pursuer x seemingly cold but actually possessive, seductive receiver

After Xuan Yan woke up from a car accident, her memories had regressed to when she was eighteen. She learned three huge things.

First, she was now twenty-six and had been married for two years. Her spouse was a nationally renowned Omega entrepreneur, famous for her ruthless methods, honeyed words hiding a venomous heart, and cold, callous nature. She was seven years older than Xuan Yan.

Second, they were currently fighting and giving each other the cold shoulder. Their marriage was on the brink, and the reason for their conflict was unknown.

Third, Xuan Yan was living off her wife!

Eighteen-year-old Xuan Yan could never have imagined that eight years later she'd end up like this, living off a woman's money.

When she saw a photo of Shui Qingqian, Xuan Yan fell into thought, her ears turning bright red.

She checked their chat history. The last message was an electronic copy of the divorce agreement sent by Shui Qingqian. Apart from that, she couldn't find a trace that they were about to divorce.

She could only ask family and friends indirectly. In their eyes, the two were a loving AO couple, and there was no way they would get divorced.

Based on the reasons for divorce she'd found online, Xuan Yan guessed it might be because living off her wife's money had made her feel unbalanced and increasingly inferior. On top of that, the two had little in common in their work and daily lives. They had always been far apart, and with all these factors piling up, it might only take one minor incident to spark an argument and send their marriage toward its end.

This kind of marriage was indeed unhealthy, let alone sustainable in the long term.

She thought she'd analyzed it all perfectly and was weighing whether to agree to the divorce when she found a notebook on the bedside table in the hospital.

After reading the notes inside, Xuan Yan was shocked.

Page after page was filled with notes about her baby, recording Shui Qingqian's likes, habits, moods, and everything else.

It even clearly stated that Shui Qingqian had to touch her face to fall asleep at night.

Xuan Yan: ...Even at twenty-six, she was still a hopeless romantic.

In the end, Xuan Yan decided to save the marriage one more time and learn a bit about romance before Shui Qingqian returned from her business trip.

When Shui Qingqian came back and learned that Xuan Yan had changed her mind, they arranged to meet at a cafe--

Shui Qingqian placed the divorce agreement in front of her and said coldly, "If you've made up your mind, sign it."

Xuan Yan froze. In her panic, she blurted out without thinking, "I'm not getting divorced! I-I-I play badminton, so my hands are really strong, and my fingers are very nimble, too."

She even performed a finger dance on the spot.

Shui Qingqian watched her with interest. After a long moment, she curled her lips into a lazy smile and said, "All right."

That night, Shui Qingqian demanded to test her out.

Halfway through, Xuan Yan saw Shui Qingqian's usually cool face flush. Her gaze behind her gold-rimmed glasses was like water, full of desire and infatuation.

Plop--

A drop of blood landed on her slender waist. Shui Qingqian noticed and turned around. Seeing the blood beneath Xuan Yan's nose, she said in a hoarse voice, "You... should you wipe that off?"

Xuan Yan wiped her nose and saw blood all over her hand. She took a deep breath, turned bright red, and fled to the bathroom.

While berating herself for being so useless, she couldn't help thinking that twenty-six-year-old Xuan Yan had been right: living off her wife was the best.

P.S.:

1. The diary wasn't written by the pursuer. It's a misunderstanding that will be cleared up later.

2. Before the amnesia, they both loved each other; they just had a misunderstanding. It will gradually be resolved after the memory loss.

3. A sweet, everyday romance with a bit of comedy.

Theme: Love is a gentle stream that flows on.