Accidentally Picked Up a Rich and Amnesiac Alpha (GL) - Chapter 14

“Songsong, what’s wrong?”

 

Yan Qingqi had felt that her wife was off during dinner. But when they first started eating, her wife had been fine, smiling happily and enjoying her meal. Afterward, her mood had clearly soured, as if she was troubled.

 

Yan Qingqi didn’t know what was wrong, but she absolutely didn’t want Songsong to be unhappy.

 

“Nothing.” Song Tingxue quickly masked the emotions in her eyes and turned to smile at her.

 

Yan Qingqi looked at her, said nothing, and let her gaze fall on her pale arms, then slide to her slender wrists, and finally rest on her wedding ring. Yan Qingqi pulled her into the room. “Let’s go back to our room.”

 

“Sit down.” Yan Qingqi gently guided Song Tingxue to sit on the sofa, then got up to grab a bottle of mosquito repellent.

 

There were four large and small bites on her pale arms, one of which was particularly big and frightening.

 

While applying the repellent, Yan Qingqi felt a pang of heartache. “Wife, don’t go out on the balcony at night anymore. There are a lot of plants and a lot of mosquitoes out there.”

 

She glanced at her wife and couldn’t help but say, “You just sat there like a zombie. You didn’t even try to hide from the bites. The mosquitoes had a field day with you.”

 

Song Tingxue smiled faintly, then suddenly hugged her, resting her head on her chest and pressing her face tightly against her.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“I just want to hug you.”

 

“Wife, is there something on your mind?” Yan Qingqi gently held her. “You can tell me anything.”

 

“Nothing, I just want to hold you. Just like this.”

 

Yan Qingqi didn’t ask anything else. She put her arm around Songsong’s waist, letting her rest more comfortably in her arms.

 

“Is this comfortable?”

 

“Yes,” Song Tingxue held her tighter, pressing even closer. “A-Yan, I miss the smell of your pheromones. Every time I smell your scent, I feel a great sense of peace.”

 

Yan Qingqi released a small amount of pheromones, with no aggressive intent, to envelop and soothe her Songsong.

 

After a while, she heard the steady rhythm of breathing from the person in her arms. Unbeknownst to her, Songsong had fallen asleep nestled against her.

 

Yan Qingqi’s heart ached. Her Songsong was truly exhausted today. From now on, no matter what, she wouldn’t let Songsong get so tired again.

 

Yan Qingqi tried her best to stay still. She turned her head and looked at the time. It was already midnight.

 

After a while, once Songsong was fast asleep, Yan Qingqi carefully picked her up, holding her like the most precious treasure. She walked to the bed, gently placed Songsong on it, and covered her with the blanket.

 

Song Tingxue stirred at the movement, her eyebrows furrowing in discomfort. Her lips moved as if she were speaking.

 

When Yan Qingqi leaned closer, her cheek almost touching Songsong’s nose, she heard her say in a trembling voice, “Don’t leave me, A-Yan. Don’t leave me.”

 

Yan Qingqi’s heart felt as if an invisible hand had given it a hard squeeze. She lowered her head and kissed the furrow between Songsong’s brows. “I won’t leave you. I’ll never leave you. Go to sleep. Sleep well.”

 

That light kiss seemed to have a magical power.

 

Song Tingxue quickly calmed down, her eyebrows relaxed, and she fell asleep again.

 

When Yan Qingqi came out of the shower, Song Tingxue was still sleeping soundly, her position unchanged.

 

Yan Qingqi sat on the bed, watching her beloved Songsong gently in the orange glow of the floor lamp. After a long while, she finally pulled a corner of the blanket and lay down on the bed, turning off the light.

 

The night was quiet and deep, but Yan Qingqi couldn’t sleep. She wasn’t tired at all.

 

She turned to look at the sleeping Songsong, her beloved wife, who also loved her deeply.

 

She thought about how Songsong had suddenly said earlier that day, “I’m afraid this is all a dream, and when I wake up, you won’t be here with me.” She also thought about Songsong’s sudden sadness during dinner and her repeated pleas of “don’t leave me” before falling asleep.

 

Yan Qingqi sighed. There was something on her Songsong’s mind, and it might even be related to her.

 

Unfortunately, she couldn’t remember the past, so she naturally couldn’t remember what had happened between her and Songsong.

 

Yan Qingqi suddenly felt extremely troubled. It was one thing to forget her own name, but how could she be so irresponsible and forget her past with Songsong?

 

Just then, a light bulb went off in Yan Qingqi’s head. Could I have been an irresponsible jerk in the past, and I had a plan to leave Songsong? Or maybe I wouldn’t even make the handmade noodles she wanted to eat, which is why she felt so deeply lost when she ate the noodles today?

 

But why would I want to leave Songsong? Did Songsong do something to hurt me? No, that’s impossible. What could my wife possibly do wrong? She loves me so much. How could she ever hurt me? Besides, our wedding night was both of our first times… Yan Qingqi blushed.

 

In that case, the problem must be with me.

 

What could it be? Yan Qingqi suddenly thought of the self-respect that Alphas generally have. I must have been narrow-minded! My wife is a big star and makes a lot of money. In comparison, I’m a useless, pathetic Alpha who has to depend on my wife. Isn’t that why Xiaole calls me “beautiful useless” behind my back?

 

Also, Songsong and I were in a secret relationship before. Maybe I had a moment of madness and couldn’t stand being with her without any status, so I wanted to leave and start a new life.

 

Yan Qingqi broke out in a cold sweat. Suddenly, everything made sense.

 

Yan Qingqi mentally cursed herself 180 times. She was so moved that she hugged the sleeping Songsong tightly, holding her with the utmost care and tenderness. Her heart was a complete mess of emotion.

 

I’m so sorry, wife. I was so narrow-minded, yet you were still willing to take me back, reconcile with me, and even marry me.

 

I know you must have felt sorry for me. My mind is gone and I can’t remember anything. If I left you, no one would truly treat me well, and no one would give me money to spend.

 

Waaah! Wife, you’re so good to me! You’re an angel! An angel sent from heaven for me, this useless person!

 

In the morning, the sound of an alarm broke the morning silence. Song Tingxue opened her eyes and saw the familiar bedroom. She was lying on the soft, comfortable bed. After a moment, she remembered falling asleep in A-Yan’s arms last night.

 

Song Tingxue looked to her side and was startled. There was no one there. The space was empty.

 

Song Tingxue threw off the blanket and saw she was still wearing the same clothes as last night. She froze for a moment, then quickly got out of bed and hurried downstairs, as if a single slow step would cause her to lose something crucial.

 

As soon as she reached the bottom of the stairs, she heard the sound of stir-frying coming from the kitchen. Song Tingxue walked into the kitchen and saw the busy figure there. Her anxious heart miraculously calmed down.

 

“Oh, wife, you’re awake? Did you sleep well last night?” Yan Qingqi looked up and saw her just-woken-up wife standing at the kitchen entrance. Her hair was messy, her clothes were loose, and her face was still hazy from sleep.

 

Even a cold beauty has her messy moments. This Songsong is so cute!

 

“Yes,” Song Tingxue smiled at her. “I slept all the way until morning. What about you?”

 

“Me too. I slept very well with Songsong in my arms.”

 

A blush spread across Song Tingxue’s face. That meant A-Yan had held her while she slept last night.

 

“Hurry up and wash up. I made some porridge, steamed some small buns and corn. After I stir-fry two vegetable dishes, we can eat.”

 

“You’re making stir-fry for breakfast?”

 

“We’re having porridge, so we need some side dishes. It’s good to eat more vegetables. Always eating cold, raw vegetable salads isn’t good for an Omega’s body.”

 

Song Tingxue didn’t say anything else. She smiled, gave a soft murmur, and went upstairs to wash up.

 

When she came back downstairs, she was a completely new person, a cold, snow-like beauty once more.

 

Yan Qingqi smiled at her. “Wife, you’re so pretty! No, not pretty—beautiful!”

 

“Aren’t ‘pretty’ and ‘beautiful’ the same?”

 

“No, they’re not. Pretty is just a face. But to be beautiful, you also have to have a certain elegance, a special quality, and charm.”

 

Song Tingxue laughed at what she said. “Someone would think you majored in art.”

 

“I didn’t major in art. I majored in…”

 

Yan Qingqi’s voice trailed off. She couldn’t remember. What was her major?

 

Who cares? It’s just a small detail. It doesn’t matter if I can’t remember.

 

No matter if I majored in finance, biology, or even astrophysics, I’m still a kept person now, depending on my wife to support me.

 

“Wife, eat more vegetables and some corn. This bun is small. You can eat half of it. It won’t make you gain weight.”

 

Song Tingxue usually ate very casually for breakfast. She’d eat whatever her assistant bought her, and many times she wouldn’t eat at all, just having a cup of soy milk or hot coffee.

 

This was the first time she had had a proper, home-cooked Chinese breakfast.

 

Song Tingxue took a sip of the porridge. It was fragrant, smooth, and soft, with mushroom pieces and minced meat.

 

Yan Qingqi asked, “Is it good?”

 

“It’s delicious. Very fragrant.”

 

“I was afraid you wouldn’t be used to mushroom and minced meat porridge,” Yan Qingqi said happily. “I’ll make different flavors for you from now on. If you’re worried about carbs, just have a few bites to warm your stomach.”

 

The mouthful of porridge slid down her throat and into her stomach. Not only did Song Tingxue’s stomach feel warm, but her heart was also surrounded by this warmth.

 

It feels so good to have A-Yan here!

 

“Oh, by the way, wife, are you working today?”

 

“Yes, I’m heading to the set today. This drama will wrap in a month. I’ll be on set during the day and come back at night after filming. Sometimes I’ll have social events and come home late, so you don’t have to wait up for me.”

 

Yan Qingqi gave a noncommittal response. “What about after you finish filming this drama?”

 

“After this one, I should get two days off before starting the next one. The new drama won’t be filmed here. It’s in H City.”

 

“Can I go to H City with you?”

 

As soon as she said it, Yan Qingqi realized that she and Song Tingxue were secretly married. Since it was a secret marriage, they couldn’t be found out. It was probably inappropriate to go to H City with her.

 

Yan Qingqi quickly backtracked for her own sake. “It’s okay. If it’s inconvenient, I can stay here. We can just video call.”

 

“It’s not inconvenient,” Song Tingxue said, feeling a little guilty. “It’s just that I would be putting you in a difficult position. In H City, you’ll probably have to stay in the hotel most of the time.”

 

She was afraid Yan Qingqi would feel suffocated and upset. “Once my contract with the company expires, I’ll stop acting and retire. Then we can be like a regular married couple and be together every day.”

 

Yan Qingqi imagined that day, with her and Songsong going shopping, strolling the streets, and eating out, their fingers intertwined. She immediately beamed with joy. “Okay! So, how many years until your contract expires?”

 

Movie Queen Song’s voice was clearly lacking in confidence. “About… ten years.”

 

Yan Qingqi was startled.

 

“I’m sorry to make you wait so long, but if I break the contract early, I’ll have to pay a huge compensation fee.”

 

Yan Qingqi’s heart trembled when she heard “huge compensation fee.”

 

People with no money often don’t have many choices, especially when she herself was being supported by her wife.

 

“It’s okay. Ten years will pass in the blink of an eye.”

 

Just as they were finishing breakfast, there was a knock on the door. Yan Qingqi went to check the monitor and opened the door.

 

It was Xiaole. “Sister Song, are you ready? Can we go?”

 

Song Tingxue nodded, grabbed her bag, and left.

 

“Wait a second,” Yan Qingqi said. She quickly packed a plate of small buns and a bottle of juice. “Xiaole, you haven’t had breakfast yet, have you? Take this with you. Please take good care of Sister Song. Call me if anything happens. Although I might not be able to help much, I’m an Alpha after all.”

 

Xiaole happily took the breakfast and was a little surprised by Yan Qingqi’s words.

 

The beautiful useless one is a kept person, but she has a good attitude.