I Lost My Memory After Divorcing With the Big Shot

Chapter 25.1

Each Other's First Love pt.1

Translated by Lilac
Edited by Lilac

‘Each Other’s First Love’

Even though the spotlight was not on them, the gaze of the audience in the stands kept coming.

Wen Zhi immediately stood up straight, looking at Si Mingchen with a slightly embarrassed and uneasy expression, not knowing what to do with his hands.

Si Mingchen stood tall with a straight posture, his gaze on Wen Zhi was gentle and patient, unaffected by the scrutiny of others.

Jiang Xingnan was also watching the two of them. He knew about Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi’s relationship and even felt that their affection for each other was very harmonious. The resentment of Sang Qi was insignificant in the face of this relationship.

The reflection of moonlight and lights intertwined with the waves shone on Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen.

All the embarrassment and joy in Wen Zhi’s heart transformed into three soft words, ” YesI understand.”

Si Mingchen looked towards the guest seating area in the distance and asked, “Where is your seat?”

Wen Zhi replied, “In the middle row.” Worried that Si Mingchen would mock his low status, he added, “It’s already impressive that I could get a seat in the middle row.”

Si Mingchen naturally knew how dazzling this banquet was. He had been married to Wen Zhi for four years, but it was only to protect Wen Zhi from being bullied. He didn’t provide much in terms of resources, and Wen Zhi was also averse to his involvement in his own career. Moreover, Wen Qishan had always been against Wen Zhi entering the entertainment industry, so the care from the Wen family was practically nonexistent.

“Yes, it’s already very impressive.”

Si Mingchen walks him to the middle row and waits for him to take his seat before turning around and leaving.

The popularity of the bullet screen was reaching its peak. Countless internet users were discussing the scene that had just unfolded, and even the media present at the scene had published the well-captured photos online.

The photos had no extra embellishments and had a dark overall tone, but due to the long exposure, the actions of the two individuals were captured very clearly, with a sharp contrast

In the picture, Wen Zhi leaned against Si Mingchen’s left arm, his deer-like eyes mixed with panic, while Si Mingchen had a calm expression, looking down at Wen Zhi with concentration, displaying his superior profile face.

[This was definitely taken on the spot, not a staged advertisement, right?]

[They actually look quite compatible, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen.]

[Although I don’t like Wen Zhi, I have to admit that they have great chemistry!]

[Although Wen Zhi is not short, he has a small frame. Leaning on Si Mingchen like that, he gives off a fragile beauty.]

[Did none of you notice something terrifyingly suspicious? Why did Si Mingchen run to Wen Zhi’s side so quickly? Does it mean that Si Mingchen was actually waiting for Wen Zhi?]

[#Sophisticated# CP super topic, everyone is welcome! Let’s invite like-minded sisters to join the fun!]

The fashion show was already halfway through. Wen Zhi didn’t have many close friends in the entertainment industry, only Ming Yantang, so he was a bit lonely sitting in his seat by himself.

Si Mingchen was always surrounded by followers and admirers, and people constantly approached him.

Feeling a little hungry, Wen Zhi got up alone and wanted to get some dessert to fill his stomach.

There were many types of desserts on the European-style long table, and Wen Zhi was considering which one to eat when the person next to him suddenly said, “The Italian mango cream cake tastes good. You should try it.”

Wen Zhi suddenly looked up and found that the person next to him was Ye Qiao.

“Thank you for the recommendation.”

Wen Zhi picked up a small cake, ready to leave, but was stopped by Ye Qiao’s call, “Your suit looks really good today.”

Wen Zhi politely replied, “Thank you.”

Ye Qiao smiled warmly, especially today, wearing a pair of glasses with a golden rim, appearing refined and elegant.

“You like it, that’s enough. I didn’t hesitate to rush them to deliver it to you as soon as I saw it in Paris.”

Wen Zhi was somewhat surprised, “This was sent by you?”

Ye Qiao raised his wine glass, “Hmm.”

If Wen Zhi hadn’t initially thought that Ye Qiao was interested in him, this incident made him certain.

After hesitating for a long time, Wen Zhi responded, risking being misunderstood as a narcissist, “Mr. Ye, thank you for the suit. I really like it.”

Ye Qiao smiled meaningfully, “You’re welcome.”

Wen Zhi said honestly, “But compared to the suit, I love my lover more.”

Ye Qiao raised an eyebrow, “Is it because I gave you the suit that you feel pressured?”

Wen Zhi spoke truthfully, “No, I’m just expressing my thoughts sincerely.”

Ye Qiao nodded, “That’s alright, let’s consider ourselves friends.”

Wen Zhi picked up the small cake and bid a polite goodbye.

The banquet ended quickly. As expected, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen once again topped the trending search list, with the photo of Si Mingchen holding Wen Zhi becoming a sensation.

To avoid suspicion, Wen Zhi’s car was deliberately separated from Si Mingchen’s. When Wen Zhi arrived home, the living room was already lit up.

Si Mingchen was boiling milk and raised his head when he heard the sound, “You’re back.”

Wen Zhi ran over like a little lamb and suddenly remembered that he had to be coaxed by Si Mingchen tonight.

So he sat on the sofa with a stern face, not saying a word.

After a while, he was worried that Si Mingchen would feel sad because of his anger, so he slightly softened his expression, making himself look less fierce and easier to coax.

At this moment, Si Mingchen had already brought over a cup of red bean-flavored milk, “Here, for you.”

Wen Zhi maintained a serious expression, sniffed it, and said, “It’s a little sweet.”

Si Mingchen replied, “I added red bean paste.”

Wen Zhi immediately took it with both hands and revealed a smile that was not out of place, saying, “Thank you, husband.”

Si Mingchen looked at him and said, “You’re welcome.”

The milk tasted very sweet, and the rich aroma of red beans danced on Wen Zhi’s taste buds. Wen Zhi licked his lips and quickly finished the cup of red bean milk.

“I saw you chatting with Ye Qiao.”

Si Mingchen spoke softly, as if it was an insignificant matter.

Wen Zhi didn’t take it seriously, saying, “Just exchanged a few words.”

Si Mingchen sat down next to him, reaching out his finger to wipe off the milk stain at the corner of Wen Zhi’s lips, and asked, “What did you talk about?”

Wen Zhi replied, “We talked about—”

Suddenly, Wen Zhi felt that something was off with Si Mingchen.

Si Mingchen wasn’t jealous, was he?

“We talked about a lot of things.” Wen Zhi playfully teased Si Mingchen, “He’s quite humorous and funny.”

Si Mingchen’s expression turned faint, and he placed his hand on Wen Zhi’s ear, gently pinching, “It seems like you have a good impression of him.”

Wen Zhi observed Si Mingchen’s expression and experienced for the first time what it felt like to be insanely jealous of someone you liked.

“Yeah, I told him that I have a super handsome and amazing husband, and we’ve been together since high school.”

Si Mingchen withdrew his hand, realizing that he had been tricked by Wen Zhi. He smiled lightly with a hint of playfulness, “When did we become a couple in high school?”

Wen Zhi started providing corresponding evidence to prove their relationship, saying, “It’s known that you liked me since high school, and I liked you since the first year. If this isn’t becoming a couple in high school, then when did we become a couple?”

Si Mingchen touched his head, remained silent for a moment, and when he looked at Wen Zhi again, his gaze became somewhat complicated. He said, “Can it be counted like that?”

Wen Zhi nodded enthusiastically, “If we go back a few more years, we would be childhood sweethearts.”

Si Mingchen chuckled softly, seemingly agreeing with Wen Zhi’s argument this time.

Wen Zhi asked, “Sisi, I’ve never asked you, why did you go abroad in the first place? Why didn’t we end up together? Was it because you didn’t confess to me, or because I didn’t confess to you?”

This question made Si Mingchen silent for a moment. “Without your memories restored, I can’t answer that.”

Wen Zhi sensed Si Ming’s disappointment and quickly stood up, sitting on Si Mingchen’s lap to change the topic. “By the way, Sisi, I’m mad.”

Si Mingchen raised his head and asked, “Why are you mad?”

Wen Zhi said, “Why didn’t you tell me that you were going to the fashion event? I saw you there and only then did I find out that you were also attending. We’re a legally recognized couple, and it makes me seem out of touch, doesn’t it?”

Si Mingchen relaxed and wrapped his arms around Wen Zhi’s waist, explaining, “I only knew that you had a photoshoot today, but I didn’t know it was this fashion banquet. When I saw your name on the invitation and decided to go, it was already half an hour before the event started. I thought you were busy with styling at that time, so I didn’t tell you, intending to surprise you.”

Si Ming’s explanation was very detailed, showing that he didn’t dismiss Wen Zhi’s small unreasonable request.

Wen Zhi expressed understanding, saying, “So that’s why.”

It was already late at night, and Wen Zhi placed his hands on Si Ming’s shoulders, starting to indulge in his own thoughts.

He lowered his head discreetly, his gaze landing on that extremely secretive place.

Wen Zhi thought to himself that he really was a little pervert.

“It’s getting late, let’s go to sleep. We have a variety show recording the day after tomorrow, and we haven’t packed our luggage yet.”

Wen Zhi nodded, knowing that his little thoughts for today wouldn’t be fulfilled.

Before going to sleep, he looked at Si Ming’s bathrobe, with the gray boxer briefs peeking out from the edge.

He thought to himself that Si Mingchen was truly a scheming boy.

Wearing gray underwear to appear more well-endowed, don’t think he doesn’t know.

Si Mingchen had just finished drying his hair and looked at Wen Zhi, who seemed to have seen through the world’s illusions. He asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”

Wen Zhi hinted at him, saying, “Si Si, don’t you think I’m not much different from a monk now?”

Si Ming’s eyes dimmed, pretending not to understand, “What do you mean? How can there be no difference?”

Wen Zhi sighed, “Both are unable to eat meat. At least the monk doesn’t have to see, but I, on the other hand, can’t have it and have to see it every day. Can you blame me for being horny?”

Si Mingchen smoothed Wen Zhi’s hair meaningfully, “Tomorrow, let the housekeeper make you a steak to satisfy your craving.”

Wen Zhi looked at Si Ming, sighed meaningfully, and rolled to the side, making a small heart gesture to Si Ming, “Honey, you should know that no matter how you change, I will always love you and never find fault with you.”

Si Mingchen responded with interest, “Hmm.”

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Unmute

Wen Zhi quickly took off his pajamas, leaving only a pair of little dinosaur underwear.

“Darling, you have to do your best. I’m waiting for the day you regain your dominance.”

Si Mingchen burst into laughter, patting Wen Zhi’s buttocks.

“Let’s go to sleep and stop daydreaming all the time.”

Wen Zhi chuckled twice and snuggled into the blanket, planning something in his mind.

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