TVSFPAG -Side Story Fake Amnesia (Final)

Song Yunfei went back to slacking off. Now that the watch was gone, she had completely lost any motivation to run away.

She had suspected Chu Jinhán—maybe he had secretly taken it.

But thinking about it, that didn’t make much sense. It was his own watch; there was no need for him to steal it. And what would he even do with it?

If he had regained his memory, he could’ve just left directly—why bother taking the watch?

So after analyzing it, she concluded that Chu Jinhán had probably thrown it into the trash by accident.

That spendthrift man—just thinking about it made her grit her teeth.

Chu Jinhán still left early and came back late. He had even taken on another job, but his income didn’t seem to increase much.

Strangely, every month after he paid off the minimum repayment for her online loans, the remaining money was just enough for their daily expenses.

But Song Yunfei quickly convinced herself otherwise.

After all, he didn’t have time during the day to do delivery work and could only work at night—so of course he earned less.

As the weather grew hotter, Song Yunfei didn’t feel like going out to work anymore.

She asked her manager if she could work from home, so she could sleep in naturally every morning.

When Chu Jinhán came back at nine again, he looked a bit down.

Song Yunfei closed her laptop and glanced at him worriedly. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

Chu Jinhán sighed and sat down on the sofa.

He had finally managed to hook a fish today, but it got away. He had been upset about it the whole way back.

He had changed fishing spots four times before, even starting to suspect there were no fish in that water at all.

This time, he finally caught one—but it escaped, just as he was about to pull it ashore!

Thinking about that fish weighing over ten jin (around 5–6 kg), he pressed his forehead again and sighed.

Song Yunfei walked over and sat beside him. After nearly half a year together, she had developed quite a bit of affection for Chu Jinhán.

After all, he worked so hard every day, did housework, and used all his earnings to repay her debts.

Sometimes she couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.

“What happened? Did something go wrong at work?”

Chu Jinhán glanced at her concerned expression and said after a pause, “I was negotiating with a client today. It was almost done… but they backed out.”

Song Yunfei was stunned. “Aren’t you in order management? Do you still have to find clients?”

“Yeah. I switched to a sales position.”

“It’s okay. If one client slips away, just find another. With your ability, you’ll land a big client sooner or later.”

As she spoke, she patted his shoulder encouragingly. “You have to believe in yourself.”

“I was just thinking… losing a client means I’m one step further away from buying a house and getting married.”

Song Yunfei didn’t dare respond to that. She forced a smile. “It’s fine, it’s fine. Have you eaten? I’ll go heat up some food.”

“Don’t feel like eating. No appetite.”

“Then what? You still have work tomorrow—you can’t go on an empty stomach.”

Chu Jinhán reached out and pulled her into his arms. “Just let me hold you for a while.”

Seeing how dejected he looked, Song Yunfei couldn’t bring herself to push him away.

She patted his back and comforted him. “It’s okay. You still have me. Let’s work hard together—we’ll earn enough to buy a house sooner or later.”

“Mm.”

After a while, Song Yunfei pushed him away. “I’ll heat up the food. Let’s eat a little—I’m hungry too.”

Chu Jinhán stood up and pulled her back. “I’ll go instead.”

“You’ve been tired all day. Sit and rest—I’ll do it.”

She pushed him back onto the sofa and went to the kitchen.

Just then, his phone rang. He took it out and glanced at it.

Someone had sent him a photo—a big fish.

It was a fishing enthusiast he had added while fishing. The guy was supposedly very skilled and had said he’d teach him how to catch big fish.

But instead of teaching him anything, the guy just showed off every day.

After looking at the photo, Chu Jinhán immediately blocked him.

—

The next day.

When Song Yunfei woke up, he had already left early again.

She got up, had breakfast, and did some work.

Then she suddenly thought about how he had been in a bad mood yesterday—should she do something for him?

Song Yunfei immediately went out, bought some ingredients, and made a pot of sweet soup.

After letting it cool, she added some ice, poured it into a thermos, and brought it to the factory for Chu Jinhán.

But to her surprise, when she arrived, the receptionist told her that “President Chu” had gone out.

Song Yunfei was puzzled. “President Chu? Why do you call him that?”

The receptionist replied, “I don’t know. President He calls him that, so everyone else does too.”

Song Yunfei was even more confused. Something didn’t feel right.

She asked again, “Then what position does he hold in your factory?”

The receptionist said, “Order management… or sales, I think. He’s very mysterious—I hardly ever see him.”

Song Yunfei’s mind buzzed. The more she heard, the stranger it sounded.

Wasn’t he supposed to be working here every day? How could he be “mysterious”?

Thinking of this, she handed over the thermos. “Could you help me give this to him?”

The receptionist looked hesitant. “I can try, but I can’t guarantee he’ll receive it.”

“Doesn’t he come to the factory?”

“Well, in the past two months, I’ve only seen him twice.”

“I see…”

Song Yunfei took the thermos back, her mind full of thoughts as she left the factory.

On the way home, the receptionist’s words kept echoing in her head.

President Chu. Mysterious.

This guy is hiding something from me!

But when Chu Jinhán came home that night, she didn’t question him directly.

She wasn’t sure what he was doing—whether he had some unspeakable difficulty, or something else…

Song Yunfei decided to follow him the next day and see for herself.

Perhaps because something was weighing on her mind, she didn’t sleep well that night.

The next morning, when Chu Jinhán got up, she woke up groggily—but didn’t get up, pretending to still be asleep.

After making breakfast, Chu Jinhán took his electric scooter key and left.

The moment the door closed, Song Yunfei shot up from the bed.

She didn’t even have time to wash up—she quickly got dressed and rushed out.

She hailed a taxi and followed Chu Jinhán’s electric scooter all the way to the factory.

Their factory started work at 8:30, but Chu Jinhán arrived early at 8:00.

Song Yunfei waited downstairs for about ten minutes, then saw him come out carrying a long rectangular box.

He got on his scooter and left again.

She hurriedly followed him, but it was rush hour, and traffic was heavy.

She watched helplessly as his scooter disappeared from sight.

Annoyed, she thought—she should’ve taken a motorbike taxi earlier!

She got out of the car, went to the roadside, and hailed a motorcycle to continue chasing after him.

Luckily, there was only one road ahead with no intersections.

They soon left the city, and the surroundings became desolate. The driver stopped and turned back to ask, “Miss, where exactly are you going?”

Song Yunfei looked ahead and frowned. “What’s up ahead?”

“Yangjia Village is ahead. Wujia Town is to the left.”

She looked back and forth between the two directions, then said, “Let’s go to Yangjia Village.”

If Chu Jinhán wasn’t there, she’d check Wujia Town next.

At this point, she didn’t think she’d find him today anyway.

Now she was just worried—what if Chu Jinhán was doing something illegal?

Soon, the driver brought her to Yangjia Village.

This village looked quite decent—almost every household had multi-story houses, and the roads were clean and tidy.

Song Yunfei wandered around aimlessly, unable to imagine what Chu Jinhán could possibly be doing in a place like this.

After searching for a while and finding nothing, she was about to call a ride back.

At the village entrance, she noticed a car parked by the roadside.

Two middle-aged men got out, each carrying boxes, bags, and even buckets.

When Song Yunfei glanced at the boxes in their hands, they looked strangely familiar… weren’t they similar to the one Chu Jinhán had been carrying?

Her heart stirred. She quietly took out her phone and snapped a photo.

After searching online, she finally found out what it was—

Fishing rods!!

She seemed to have guessed something, and a faint anger began to rise in her chest.

Without making a sound, Song Yunfei followed them.

They left the village, walked along a small path, and eventually arrived at a rather desolate area.

Then she saw that familiar figure.

Chu Jinhán!

He was standing by a pond, watching another man fish.

The two were chatting about something.

Song Yunfei clenched her fists, her teeth grinding audibly.

So this was what he meant by delivering food and doing order work?

He was actually out here fishing!

The two men she had been following had long noticed her but hadn’t said anything. When they reached Chu Jinhán and the other man, they finally spoke.

“Hey, you two—there’s a woman following behind. Is she one of your girlfriends here to catch you in the act?”

The moment those words came out, both Chu Jinhán and the man beside him stiffened.

They slowly turned around at the same time.

When the fishing guy saw Song Yunfei at the road entrance, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Chu Jinhán, on the other hand, slightly changed expression.

Song Yunfei, furious, turned around and left, her thoughts already in turmoil.

Why could he be leisurely fishing here? Why did President He call him “President Chu”? Her mind began connecting all sorts of things.

The most unbearable possibility was—he might not have lost his memory at all!

The fisherman beside Chu Jinhán said, “Bro, you’re done for. Hurry and kneel to apologize. While you’re at it, throw away your fishing rod and swear never to fish again. That might save your life.”

He shared his “experience” with Chu Jinhán, even feeling quite righteous about it.

The two newcomers chimed in, “What’s more important, your wife or fishing? Keep fishing, bro—ignore her! Worst case, you sleep outside tonight.”

Another one added, “I already got divorced for the sake of fishing.”

Their schadenfreude was obvious—they were all veterans of such situations.

Chu Jinhán ignored them and quickly ran after Song Yunfei.

As Song Yunfei walked, she suddenly started running. She no longer cared about being angry—she needed to escape as soon as possible.

Based on her reasoning, this guy definitely hadn’t lost his memory!

He must have been acting with her, waiting until she developed feelings, then planning to strike her with a fatal blow—

Tormenting her both physically and emotionally.

What a vicious man!

Now that she had discovered his plan, he would surely take revenge early. If she didn’t run now, she’d be doomed!

“Song Yunfei!”

But she was no match for Chu Jinhán in speed. She had barely reached the village when he caught up.

He grabbed her arm and pulled her back, saying urgently, “Wait—listen to my explanation.”

Panting, Song Yunfei glared at him and struggled free.

“No need to explain! I know you’re under a lot of pressure, so you came here to fish. I’m not blaming you!”

Chu Jinhán froze, clearly not expecting such a strong reaction paired with completely opposite words.

After a few seconds, he said oddly, “Then why are you running?”

“I—I remembered I left the stove on at home. I need to go back and turn it off.”

As she spoke, she seized the moment while he was distracted and shook him off again.

“Song—”

Before Chu Jinhán could finish, he saw her run straight into a utility pole ahead.

With a dull thud, even his eyebrows twitched.

“Ah—!”

Song Yunfei clutched her forehead and crouched down in pain.

Chu Jinhán slowly walked over and crouched in front of her. “Are you… okay?”

She covered her forehead, unable to say a word, tears streaming from the pain.

Luckily, Chu Jinhán was holding her up—otherwise, she would’ve collapsed to the ground.

She had run into it full force—one could imagine how painful it was.

But as the pain continued—

A buzzing sound filled her mind, as if some switch had suddenly flipped.

A flood of memories surged in like a tidal wave, filling her entire head.

Now, aside from the pain, there was a swelling sensation, as if her brain was about to explode.

Seeing her in such agony, Chu Jinhán grew anxious.

“I’ll take you to the hospital.”

As he spoke, he reached out to pick her up.

But Song Yunfei suddenly pushed him away.

Caught off guard, Chu Jinhán was shoved onto the ground.

Then he saw her lift her head—her eyes filled with confusion.

“Where is this? Why am I here… and who are you?”

Frowning, Song Yunfei examined Chu Jinhán, her eyes full of doubt.

Chu Jinhán froze, staring at her without blinking.

“You…”

Song Yunfei looked around again, rubbing her forehead. “Ah, it hurts… what’s going on?”

Chu Jinhán forgot to react—he even forgot to stand up.

After a long moment, he finally spoke with difficulty, “You… don’t remember?”

Song Yunfei glanced back at him. “Of course I remember. Wasn’t I going to the airport to pick up a client? How did I end up here?”

As she spoke, she seemed to recall something and covered her mouth. “I think… on the way to the airport, I bumped into someone…”

Chu Jinhán’s pupils trembled, his face filled with shock, disbelief, and astonishment.

Seeing his expression, Song Yunfei finally felt satisfied.

You jerk—since you like acting, let’s see whose acting is better.

Let’s scare you to death!

Her face still carried that confused look as she scratched her head and walked toward the village exit.

“This is so weird… how did I end up here? Did I sleepwalk?”

Chu Jinhán stared at her with a complicated expression. It took him a long time to process everything she had just said.

He slowly got up from the ground and silently followed behind her.

“Song Yunfei… do you really not remember anything?”

“Remember what? Who are you?”

“…”

Holding her head, Song Yunfei walked forward unsteadily. That crash had genuinely hurt—she felt like her brain had nearly spilled out.

As she walked, she kept a wary eye on the man following closely behind her.

But in a way, it was a blessing in disguise—she had regained her memories.

What she hadn’t expected was that this time, she had time-traveled so far in advance.

And Chu Jinhán hadn’t lost his memory at all—instead, he had diligently followed the original storyline, even if he had cheated a little.

Strangely, she felt a bit moved.

But since he had tricked her for so long—and even made her deliver food—this collision couldn’t go to waste.

Each of them, carrying different thoughts, walked on in silence.

As the sun gradually set, their figures stretched long under the fading light, growing farther and farther away.