TVSFPAG -Chapter 149 A Slap

She forced out a faint smile, secretly observing the man’s expression, trying to gauge how much truth lay in his words.

Unfortunately, she failed—she hadn’t unlocked such an advanced skill of reading people’s emotions. Unless everything was written on someone’s face, she truly couldn’t tell anything.

In her eyes, Chu Jinhan now looked no different from before.

She pressed her lips together and, after weighing her thoughts again and again, finally squeezed out a few words: “Of course… congratulations.”

“And?”

“And… and…” As if giving it her all, her body trembled slightly as she moved to kneel on the sofa.

She clasped her hands together, pressed them against her forehead, and spoke in a pitiful, tearful tone: “Big brother, spare my life!”

The living room fell into a deathly silence, with only the lively sounds of the cartoon playing in the background.

Song Yunfei secretly lifted her head to glance at him.

Chu Jinhan’s expression remained unchanged. His gaze was faint, like an unfathomable lake—calm, deep, and unreadable.

Embarrassment slowly crept onto her face. Under his gaze, it grew more and more intense.

Feeling awkward, Song Yunfei straightened back up and nervously asked, “Have you really recovered your memory… or are you pretending?”

Chu Jinhan didn’t answer. Instead, he suddenly leaned forward and pressed her against the back of the sofa.

His eyes slowly swept across her face as he said in a low voice, “You’re quite good at acting, aren’t you?”

Song Yunfei forced a smile. “I—I’m not acting…”

“You seem a little scared.”

His fingers gently brushed her face. His voice was softer than it had been on the bed, yet it inexplicably gave Song Yunfei a chilling feeling.

“Am I?” She tried to retreat, but with the sofa behind her, she had nowhere to go. Her neck shrank back into her sweater.

“Did you often lie to people before?”

“No…”

“Did you ever think about the future?”

With each word he spoke, their distance closed by another inch. By the end, their lips were almost touching.

Song Yunfei’s voice grew softer and softer. “No… not… yes, yes.”

“You didn’t lie to me?”

“No, I didn’t. I can swear…”

She raised three fingers. “If I lied to you, then I’ll never be able to—”

Her hand was suddenly grabbed and pulled down by him.

“If you’re lying to me, you’re dead.”

Alarm bells rang loudly in Song Yunfei’s mind, his words echoing over and over.

Dead.

She was dead.

After deceiving him for so long, he definitely wouldn’t let her off.

The earlier courage she had gathered began to crumble under his pressure.

At the brink of doom, she suddenly felt that living was better.

Previously, he had said he remembered a little—after so much time, he probably remembered even more now.

That was why his gaze felt so off—so oppressive.

The only thing she didn’t know was whether he had remembered who had hit him.

Their lips were already touching. He didn’t kiss her, only lightly brushing against them.

“We have a child. What do you think?”

Song Yunfei’s eyes suddenly widened. She shook her head like a rattle drum. “No, no, no, we’re not—”

Chu Jinhan suddenly covered her mouth, preventing her from continuing.

Then he lowered his head and took out his phone.

Moments later, her phone rang.

Song Yunfei quickly pulled it out—it was a bank notification.

Ten… hundred… thousand… ten thousand… hundred thousand… one million!

She looked at Chu Jinhan in shock.

Only then did Chu Jinhan release her mouth and ask, “What were you saying just now?”

“…Right now… the timing isn’t right. I want to have a baby under the Aquarius sign.”

“……”

Chu Jinhan turned his head away as if looking at the TV, but in reality, he took a deep breath.

Turning back, he said nothing more. Instead, he grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her again.

Quanquan, the dog, sat nearby, sticking out its tongue and curiously watching the two of them.

But before it could watch for long, a black coat was thrown over its small body.

It wriggled around inside the coat, trying to find an exit, but accidentally got into a sleeve and became stuck.

Song Yunfei was genuinely afraid that he might actually want to have a child with her, and she struggled desperately.

However, the more she struggled, the more fiercely Chu Jinhan kissed her. It felt like her lips were about to be bitten apart.

In an instant, she thought of the plot in the novel—and the nightmares she had before, where she dreamed of being forced to abort a child.

That feeling of being restrained and unable to move now became much more real and vivid.

In her panic, Song Yunfei broke free from his grip and raised her hand, striking out.

Smack—!

The crisp sound of a slap echoed abruptly. Even Quanquan, still stuck in the sleeve, stood up in shock.

Chu Jinhan’s head was slightly turned from the impact. Strands of black hair fell across his forehead, partially obscuring his instantly darkened eyes.

He remained in that position, unmoving for a long time.

Seeing the slap mark on his face, Song Yunfei quietly shook her hand—her hand hurt as well.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Fear crept into her heart. A greater terror quickly replaced her earlier impulse.

This was really bad—she had actually hit him…

Chu Jinhan slowly turned his head back. The slap mark on his face was even more visible now.

“I… I…”

Song Yunfei’s entire body tensed up, her voice trembling as she stammered, unable to form coherent words.

He stepped forward.

Song Yunfei stiffened even more and instinctively covered her own face, afraid he would hit her back.

Seeing her reaction, Chu Jinhan seemed to be either angered into laughter or genuinely amused.

He let out a rather intimidating chuckle.

Seeing this, Song Yunfei slowly lowered one hand and leaned her face toward him. “I’m sorry… y-you can hit me back.”

“Are you provoking me?”

“No! I didn’t mean it. I… I just don’t want to have a child right now.” Her voice grew softer and softer at the end.

“Did I ever say we’re having a child right now?”

Song Yunfei froze. Noticing his dark expression, she blinked as her mind slowly rebooted.

It seemed… he hadn’t said that…

She had overreacted on her own.

Her confidence dwindled further. She reached out and gently touched his cheek. “I’m sorry… I misunderstood. Does it hurt?”

Chu Jinhan glanced at her without speaking, still looking displeased.

She braced herself and placed her palm against his cheek, gently rubbing it. “Don’t be angry, okay? I really was wrong. Or… you can hit me back? Or I’ll go make you some late-night snacks?”

He suddenly raised his hand.

Song Yunfei flinched in fear and instinctively closed her eyes.

But the imagined slap didn’t come. Instead, his hand grabbed hers and pulled it away from his face.

He didn’t let go. Although his expression remained dark, he held her hand and gently rubbed the back of it.

His gaze fell on her slightly swollen lips. Near the corner of her mouth, it seemed slightly broken, with a faint trace of blood.

“Besides using that trick, what else can you do?”

Song Yunfei shrank her neck. “I… can make late-night snacks.”

“What kind?”

Her eyes carried a hint of flattery as she forced a smile. “Whatever you want to eat, I’ll make it.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the world spun. When she came to her senses, she was already sitting astride his lap.

“Then make it yourself.”

“…Is this what you meant by ‘sit’?”

Looking at the slap mark on his face, Song Yunfei bit her lip. “Can I request to turn off the lights?”

“No.”