A Beloved Wife in Marriage

“Alright.” The auntie went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Chen Mu sent the luggage to her room and went back first.

Lin Qingqian took a shower and changed into comfortable home clothes. After eating a simple meal, she lay on the bed and played with her cell phone while waiting for Jiang Yanshen.

Unknowingly, she fell asleep.

In her daze, she heard footsteps and then seemed to feel someone approaching her.

Lin Qingqian narrowed her eyes and saw a blurry and familiar figure. She said in a lazy voice, “Ah Yan, you’re back.”

“En.” The man who had just walked to the bed sat down with a smile and responded lightly.

Lin Qingqian got up and hugged his neck. She narrowed her eyes and muttered,

“Why didn’t you reply to my messages…”

Jiang Yanshen hugged her and turned his head slightly. His thin lips curled up slightly, and his warm breath and low and hoarse voice entered her ears. “I’m sorry. I was too busy and forgot…’

Lin Qingqian turned her head and leaned on his shoulder. Her red lips curled up slightly and she was about to speak when her breathing suddenly stopped, and her chaotic mind suddenly became clear.

The hands around his neck suddenly moved to push him away and she looked at him warily…

Caught off guard by her push, he almost fell to the ground. His clear eyes stared at her. “What’s wrong?”

His exquisite facial features were filled with confusion.

Lin Qingqian sat on the bed and stared at him for a long time. He had the same facial features, the same expression, and the same voice, but…

He was not Jiang Yanshen!

“Who are you?” Her pursed lips curled up, and her voice was cold.

“What are you talking about?” His thin lips parted slightly and he said gently, “I’m Jiang Yanshen. Qianqian, what’s wrong?”

He reached out to touch her head, but before his fingertips could touch her, Lin

Qingqian warned coldly, “Don’t touch me! ”

His arm froze in midair, and the light in his black eyes gradually darkened…

Lin Qingqian retreated and got off the bed to distance herself from him. Her eyes were filled with vigilance and confusion. “You’re not Ah Yan. Who exactly are you?”

His arms hung down and he stood up as well. He looked at her with interest and did not say anything.

An absurd thought surged into Lin Qingqian’s mind. “You’re… the third personality?”

This thought was ridiculous, but it wasn’t impossible. She had seen some movie introductions. Some people had more than 30 personalities.

It did not seem impossible for Jiang Yanshen to have a third one.

He lowered his head and laughed. When he looked up, his eyes were evil and

excited. “I’m very curious. How did you recognize me?”

For the past few days, he had been pretending to be that person. No one suspected anything. Why did she recognize him in less than three minutes?

“If I tell you, will you tell me who you are?” Lin Qingqian asked.

He nodded.

Lin Qingqian’s red lips curled up slightly. “Ebony agarwood.” “What?” He frowned, his black eyes filled with confusion.

“You don’t smell like ebony agarwood,” Lin Qingqian explained. Her gaze landed on the perfume bottle on the bedside table. “That’s a perfume I like. He uses it every day.”

“I see.” He had been living in the Jiang residence for the past few days and did not use perfume, so he naturally did not have the smell of ebony wood on him.

“Now, you can tell me who you are!” Lin Qingqian stared at him with her bright and slightly cold eyes.

He put his hands in his pockets and looked at her with his dark eyes.. “You don’t remember me so soon?”