Accidentally Picked Up a Rich and Amnesiac Alpha (GL) - Chapter 7

This new phone was for Yan Qingqi.

“A-Yan, this new phone is for you. It’s an extra line under my name, and the charges will be billed directly to my account, so you can use it however you want.”

Yan Qingqi knew she was a kept person with no income and had to accept everything from her movie queen wife. She didn’t stand on ceremony. “Thank you, wife. I won’t spend money recklessly.”

Seeing her lack of confidence, Song Tingxue smiled. “Don’t worry. I’ll link it to mobile payment later. You can buy whatever you want. You could even buy a house if you wanted to.”

Yan Qingqi shook her head in alarm. “No, no, no. That’s too much money. We have a place to live now. I’m not buying a house.” As if she wasn’t sure, she added, “Wife, you earn money with a lot of hard work. You shouldn’t spend money recklessly either.”

Song Tingxue laughed. “Okay, I’ll listen to you. I won’t spend money recklessly.”

After getting the phone, the first thing Yan Qingqi did was add her wife’s number. After adding her big-star wife, she also added her assistant Xiaole to her contacts.

Her contact list had only two names. It felt empty and a little lonely.

Yan Qingqi suddenly remembered something. “Wife, do you have my parents’ contact information? I want to tell them I got married today. Don’t worry, I won’t say anything to mess things up.”

Song Tingxue froze, looking a bit troubled. “I don’t know anything about your family. You never mentioned them to me.”

Yan Qingqi: “…”

Her mind instantly filled with possibilities: a distant relationship with her family, where her parents didn’t care about her? Were they estranged, never speaking to each other? Was her family suffocating, and she had escaped from them?

But Yan Qingqi vaguely felt it was none of the above. When she thought of her parents, there was no ingrained hatred, only a faint sadness.

She then thought of another possibility. Maybe her parents were no longer alive, which was why she had never mentioned them to Songsong.

Song Tingxue saw her looking dejected, staring blankly at the two-contact list on her phone.

“A-Yan, you should add this person too.” Song Tingxue held up her own phone. “Luo Sisi.”

“Who’s that?”

“My good friend. She’s also in the industry. Her nickname is ‘Luosifen’ because she’s a foodie who can talk, play, and drink, and she especially loves eating luosifen, the really pungent kind.”

Yan Qingqi happily added her, with the note, “heavy-tasting Luosifen.”

“And this one, Dr. Shen, is an old friend. She’s coming to check on you later.”

Yan Qingqi was happy to add her as well. Now her contact list had four people; enough to play a game of mahjong.

“A-Yan, come here.”

Song Tingxue pulled Yan Qingqi down to sit with her and took two small, exquisite red boxes from her bag—they were rings!

“Open them and see. Do you like them?”

Yan Qingqi opened a box, and inside was a dazzling engagement ring, sparkling brilliantly.

Yan Qingqi stared at the ring, feeling both happy and useless. Her wife had to buy everything—the house, clothes, phone, and now even the wedding rings.

Song Tingxue’s ears were flushed. “Aren’t you going to put it on me?”

Yan Qingqi took the sparkling ring with two slender fingertips and carefully slid it onto her wife’s fair, jade-like finger.

“Wife, I love you!” Yan Qingqi took her hand and held it gently in her own, filled with joy.

If she could, she wanted to hold a grand and lavish wedding at the most luxurious hotel, inviting all their friends, family, and prominent figures. She wanted to tell everyone that Song Tingxue was her beloved wife.

But she quickly woke up from this daydream.

She was just a kept Alpha who had to be supported by her wife. How could she afford such a luxurious and extravagant wedding? She probably couldn’t even afford the dress or the invitations. At most, she’d just get scornful looks from the hotel staff.

“What’s wrong? What are you thinking about?”

Song Tingxue saw her staring blankly and smiled as she put the other ring on her.

Yan Qingqi looked at her and said very seriously, as if making a vow, “Wife, I will love you so, so much. I will always love you well!”

She had no money, so the only thing she could give Song Tingxue was her love.

An all-encompassing, single-minded, and everlasting love.

Song Tingxue froze, then hugged her tightly, burying her face in her chest. Her eyes were red. “A-Yan, I’m so happy. I really didn’t expect you to say something like that.”

Yan Qingqi gently patted her wife’s slender back, her eyes full of affection. “You’re my wife. I should love you well and be good to you.”

Song Tingxue hugged her even tighter, and tears rolled down her cheeks, staining the shoulder of Yan Qingqi’s white shirt.

“Promise me, A-Yan, that you will never leave me, okay?”

“Okay. I’ll never leave you.”

Yan Qingqi held her tightly as well, feeling a wave of guilt again.

My wife loves me so much and is so afraid of being separated from me. And yet, I’ve completely forgotten all the sweet moments we had together. I’m such a scoundrel. I’ve been so unfair to my wife!

They hugged each other tightly on the sofa, neither wanting to let go. Not until an untimely doorbell rang. Song Tingxue’s face flushed, and she let go to answer the door.

Soon, Song Tingxue let in a tall, gentle-looking woman and introduced her. “Dr. Shen, I told you on the phone. This is Miss Yan. What I need to tell you today is that she and I are married. She is my wife now. I hope you can keep this a secret.”

Dr. Shen was clearly stunned. A crack appeared on her gentle face, and she looked up at Song Tingxue with a smile. “Congratulations, congratulations! I wish you both a long and happy marriage!”

“Thank you!” Song Tingxue went to Yan Qingqi’s side and introduced her with a smile. “A-Yan, this is Dr. Shen, whom I told you about. Dr. Shen was the one who performed the surgery on your head injury.”

“Dr. Shen, thank you!” Yan Qingqi naturally and gracefully extended a hand, as if it was something she did all the time.

A confident, composed smile was on her noble, fair face. She was neither arrogant nor servile, perfectly expressing her friendliness. It was as if she were meeting a business partner to discuss a multi-billion dollar deal.

Dr. Shen was taken aback. Her palms were slightly sweaty under the powerful aura that the other person unintentionally exuded. “Hello, Miss Yan. You’re welcome.”

Dr. Shen examined Yan Qingqi’s wound and re-dressed it.

Yan Qingqi asked, “Dr. Shen, I have a question. I have a head injury, and my memory is a bit jumbled. I can’t remember many things from the past. How long will it take for this condition to improve?”

Dr. Shen was shocked again. “Are you saying you can’t remember things from the past?”

“Yes, pretty much.” Yan Qingqi turned to look at Song Tingxue and was surprised to see her wife’s face was pale. She seemed a little nervous.

Yan Qingqi smiled, taking her wife’s hand, which was hanging by her side. She held it gently in her own. “Wife, don’t worry. I’ll get better.” She turned to Dr. Shen. “It’s fine if I don’t remember other things, but I can’t afford to forget how good my Songsong is to me.”

Dr. Shen looked at the two outstanding beauties, the elegant and proud Alpha and the cool, snow-like Omega, standing together. It was a very pleasant sight.

“It’s likely that a strong external impact on the brain has affected its various functional areas. The specific recovery time depends on the individual. Some people recover in a few days, while others may take several months. Unfortunately, some may never fully recover. I suggest that once the wound has completely healed, you come back to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up.”

“Okay, thank you, Dr. Shen. I don’t think I’ll be that unlucky. I’m a lucky person, a super lucky person to have married Songsong. I’m sure I’ll recover quickly.”

Dr. Shen smiled in agreement, thinking, Miss Yan is indeed a very lucky person. If she weren’t lucky, how could she have married Song Tingxue?

Dr. Shen gave a few more instructions and then left.

“Wife, what’s wrong?” Yan Qingqi felt the coldness in her wife’s palms and hugged her a little tighter. “Wife, you really don’t have to worry. My memory will slowly come back.”

Yan Qingqi wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but she felt Song Tingxue’s complexion was even worse.

“Wife, are you hungry? Let’s go grocery shopping. We got married today. I’ll cook, and we’ll celebrate properly!”

Song Tingxue’s expression returned to normal. She reached out and touched Yan Qingqi’s bandaged head. “No, you’re a patient, and you need to rest. Let’s go out to celebrate. I know a really good restaurant. I’m a regular there.”

“Okay!” Yan Qingqi took her wife’s hand, ready to leave.

Song Tingxue’s phone rang. The caller ID on the screen was “Luo Sisi.”

Song Tingxue had just answered the call when the other person’s voice exploded into the air. “Sister Song, Xiaole told me you’re married?! Is that true?!”

The voice was loud and piercing. Yan Qingqi couldn’t help but hear.

“Yes, I’m married. We just registered today.” Song Tingxue held the phone, speaking while looking at Yan Qingqi, her eyes and eyebrows full of smiles.

“Holy cow, holy cow, holy cow! You didn’t even tell me about something this big! What kind of friend are you?!”

Song Tingxue replied, “I was going to tell you today, but it seems you already know.”

“Sister Song, seriously! First, you kept your secret relationship from me, and now you don’t even give me a heads-up about getting married. I’m in C City right now. I’m booking a flight to L City immediately. You and your wife wait for me. I’m going to see you two no matter what today!”

Song Tingxue said, “Aren’t you filming in C City? Can you really take the time to fly over?”

“On a big day like your wedding, I have to make time no matter what. Wait for me. I’ll be there today.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

The call ended.

Yan Qingqi asked in a quiet voice, “Is Luosifen coming to scold you?”

Song Tingxue asked with a smile, “Why would you think that?”

Because I’m a kept person, Yan Qingqi almost blurted out, thinking, If they’re good friends, who would want their best friend to marry a guy who’s being supported?

Yan Qingqi found a different reason. “I just think she sounds fierce.”

Song Tingxue laughed and explained, “Sisi is like that, but she’s a really good person. She’s warm, direct, and carefree. She has no ill intentions.”

Yan Qingqi nodded. “She’s probably worried you married the wrong person and is coming to check on you. She’s a good friend who cares about her friends.”

She was genuinely happy that Songsong had a friend like that. Suddenly, she really wanted to meet Luo Sisi.