TVSFPAG -Side Story Fake Amnesia (Part 3)

After buying breakfast and coming back, Song Yunfei started browsing for apartments online again.

She only had 2,800 left—she couldn’t even afford the deposit for anything slightly decent.

She had thought about selling the watch, but after thinking it over, she gave up. There was no official store here, and if she listed it online, she was afraid someone might target her—it would be too easy to get scammed.

Better to keep it and sell it later when she runs away—it could serve as travel money.

If she ran out of cash, she could just use Huabei.

For cashing out, she could only go through Bai Yu—transfer money to him, then have him send it back. The service fee did make her a bit pained, though.

Bai Yu didn’t hesitate either. When she transferred him 15,000, he sent her an extra 5,000, rounding it up to two 20,000 transfers.

What a good person.

With this money, Song Yunfei quickly found a place she was fairly satisfied with.

It was a single room—small, but not shabby. It even came furnished, with a water heater and air conditioning.

900 per month, and the deposit plus rent cost her a total of 2,700.

Chu Jinhan stared at the unfamiliar room for quite a while.

Song Yunfei helped him sit on the bed. “Money’s tight right now, so we can only rent something like this. Once we have more money, we’ll move somewhere better.”

Chu Jinhan looked around the room and asked, “Did you sell the watch?”

Song Yunfei answered without hesitation, “Yeah, sold it for 20,000. Your watch was pretty valuable.”

“20,000?”

Song Yunfei rubbed her nose. “Yeah… that’s right.”

Chu Jinhan didn’t know whether he had been reborn or was dreaming.

But in his previous life, when Song Yunfei tried to sell that watch, she failed—and it was stolen on the way back.

If it really had been sold, how could it only be 20,000?

His gaze swept over her, catching her guilty expression. He guessed that either she hadn’t sold it or it had been stolen.

If it were stolen, she wouldn’t look this guilty—so she must not have sold it.

Then why was she keeping it?

The answer was obvious.

Chu Jinhan leaned back against the headboard and said, “I’m hungry.”

Seeing that he didn’t press further, Song Yunfei let out a sigh of relief and smiled at him. “Okay, wait here. I’ll go buy groceries.”

—

The two of them settled here temporarily, and Song Yunfei took responsibility for taking care of him.

Even though it was the original host’s fault, she was now the one in that body—so she had to take good care of him, hoping that when he regained his memory, he’d go easy on her for her efforts.

She even fed him, washed his face, and wiped his body.

In his previous life while recovering, Chu Jinhan survived on takeout and tap water, even doing laundry with injuries. Compared to that, his current situation was like living as an emperor.

After about two months, Chu Jinhan’s injuries had mostly healed.

Song Yunfei checked her remaining balance and couldn’t help sighing. “Ah… not much money left.”

Chu Jinhan said, “Go deliver food.”

Song Yunfei froze and looked at him in surprise.

She pointed at herself. “Me?”

Chu Jinhan looked at her calmly. “What’s wrong? Delivering food is better than working a regular job, and the pay is daily.”

Song Yunfei frowned. This isn’t right—wasn’t he supposed to be the one delivering food?

How did it become her instead?

This is completely backwards!

“You don’t want to?”

Song Yunfei scratched her head, growing even more suspicious. What is wrong with this broken plot?

“It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just…”

Chu Jinhan added, “Then I’ll go.”

Song Yunfei’s eyes lit up. “Now that’s more like it! You should be the one going!”

Chu Jinhan glanced at her. “Why?”

“Because…” Song Yunfei blinked, thinking quickly. “Because delivering food is exhausting. It requires stamina, and I don’t have that—I can’t run around.”

Chu Jinhan said, “But I’ve only just recovered.”

“Then rest for another month. I still have 10,000 left—it’s enough for us to laze around for another month.”

“We can go together. That way we can look out for each other.”

“…”

Song Yunfei suddenly felt like maybe she had been too nice.

Over the past two months, she had spoiled him too much and taken too good care of him—maybe that’s why the plot had gone off the rails.

The more it deviated, the more uneasy she felt. It meant everything ahead was unknown.

It could even lead to him regaining his memory early—or her dying sooner.

Thinking of this, Song Yunfei suddenly slammed the table and stood up, pointing at him.

“Chu Jinhan! Have I been too nice to you? You’re a grown man and won’t go earn money, yet you expect me to deliver food to support you—are you even a man?!”

Chu Jinhan froze in place, staring at her in shock.

To be precise, he was completely stunned by Song Yunfei’s scolding.

He stared at her blustering anger for a long while before finally looking away.

He sighed. “So in your eyes, I’m this kind of person—a useless man who has to rely on his girlfriend delivering food to support him.”

“Uh…”

Seeing him like this, Song Yunfei was also taken aback.

“Who would’ve thought that after studying abroad, I’d become a useless person. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have gone abroad in the first place… then I wouldn’t have owed so much in loan shark debt.”

Her momentum weakened a bit—she really couldn’t bring herself to be truly harsh.

“I-I didn’t mean it like that, I just…”

Song Yunfei scratched her head anxiously. What on earth was she even doing?

“Forget it, let’s just both go deliver, okay?”

Whether he went alone or they went together, at least someone would be delivering food, right?

Chu Jinhan looked up at her. “Do you think I’m useless?”

“No…”

“Then are you willing to marry me?”

“Well, actually, delivering food isn’t that bad—earning money with your own hands isn’t useless at all.”

“Look at you, you’ve just recovered. Let me help you lie down on the bed. I’ll go buy an electric scooter this afternoon—I’ll deliver food, and you stay home and recover.”

Song Yunfei tried to help him back to bed, but she couldn’t move him.

Chu Jinhan stared at her quietly. “So you still don’t plan to marry me. You really do despise me.”

Song Yunfei felt like crying but had no tears. It was like she’d been trapped in someone else’s scheme—an overwhelming sense of helplessness washed over her.

“It’s just that we’re too poor right now! We don’t even have a house—how can we get married? Don’t overthink it. Your brain is already injured—if you think too much, you might become stupid.”

“So you still don’t believe I can earn money.”

Forget it. Let everything burn. She was truly exhausted.

Song Yunfei forced a smile. “Big brother, what exactly do you want?”

“Marriage.”

Now she truly understood what unreasonable behavior looked like. She was mentally drained.

She took a deep breath, trying to keep her smile. “How about we get married after we buy a house? I don’t want to get married in a rented place—after all, it’s a once-in-a-lifetime thing.”

“No.”

!!!!

“We can register the marriage first, then hold the wedding after we buy a house. You’re making me feel very insecure.”

Song Yunfei was stunned again.

For a moment, she seriously suspected that she and Chu Jinhan had switched scripts.

She was on the verge of collapse. Hugging her head, she crouched on the ground, almost in tears. “Why don’t you just send me to jail already? Stop torturing me.”

Chu Jinhan laughed in exasperation. “You’d rather go to jail than marry me? Are we even a proper couple?”

Song Yunfei looked at him in despair and, as if giving up completely, blurted out: “No! I lied to you. I’m the one who hit you with the car. You don’t owe any loan shark debts—you’re the CEO of Yanjin Group. We’re not a couple either. If you don’t believe me, I can contact your family.”

Chu Jinhan stared at her blankly.

The grievance and probing expressions he had been putting on faded like a receding tide, revealing complicated, indescribable emotions.

It seemed… he had pushed her too far.

He had been too presumptuous.

He had only focused on approaching and testing her with memories from his past life, enjoying her care, even teasing her with a bit of malicious amusement.

But he had forgotten—this version of her had none of the emotional ties from his previous life.

Right now, all she felt toward him was guilt and fear.

He… had been too full of himself.

He thought that by returning with memories, he could easily fix everything and fast-track the ending.

But he forgot that feelings need time to grow, and require shared experiences to deepen.

These past two months had only been her one-sided care—she hadn’t felt any of his effort or emotional return, only constant probing and pressure.

He also forgot that he had almost become the kind of person he once hated the most.

Before she arrived in his previous life, hadn’t he treated her the same way?

No wonder she resisted so much, no wonder she broke down.

She would rather expose the truth and face legal punishment than be bound by him in the name of love and responsibility.

It turned out that even the same people, with different ways of interacting, could lead to completely different outcomes.

There are no shortcuts in this world—not even in love.

After a long silence, Chu Jinhan suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice, “Song Yunfei!”

Seeing that he seemed angry, Song Yunfei felt a tiny bit of regret.

But compared to living in constant fear and being tormented every day, that bit of regret quickly vanished.

Five years later, when she got out of prison, she’d still have a fresh start!

“You actually made up such a lie just to break up with me?”

…

“I can contact your—”

Chu Jinhan’s expression grew a little unnatural, his voice softening slightly. “It’s just delivering food, right? I’ll go do it. Is breaking up really necessary?”

“…”