Song Wushuang had a dreamless night. Sufficient sleep relieved her physical and mental fatigue.

She walked to the closet and looked at the whole cabinet of An Xin's clothes. She felt rejected. Based on her previous memories, she found the money box under the closet. There was a lot of money there, enough for her to buy a few new clothes.

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She randomly picked a blue jumpsuit and had just taken off her pajamas. Before she could finish unbuttoning her pajamas, Zhou Zihe pushed open the door with a dinner plate in hand.

Song Wushuang panicked for a moment, jumped up and covered herself with clothes. "Can you knock on the door first when you come in next time?" She felt something was wrong. She had clearly locked the door before going to bed. "Hand over my room key."

Zhou Zihe seemed to have heard some joke, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so different from me?"

Song Wushuang knew what he was referring to, "It was to save you then, but it is different now. After all, we are not married yet."

Zhou Zihe put the dinner plate on the table, turned around and hugged Song Wushuang. His breath blew by her ear, making her heart itch.

Although the pajamas were long and covered her buttocks, they exposed a large portion of her long legs, which still made her uneasy.

The most embarrassing thing was that when she unbuttoned her pajamas, her pajamas slid down, exposing a large part of her shoulders. But Zhou Zihe just hugged him like that. Didn't he see everything?

Song Wushuang wanted to push him away, but Zhou Zihe hugged him tighter and murmured in her ear, "You don't like me holding you like this the most."

Song Wushuang suddenly didn't dare to move.

Zhou Zihe let go of his arms, looked at her stiff body, and suddenly smiled, "Why are you nervous?" He let out a long "Oh" voice, his tone rising happily, "I understand, you are waiting for a good morning kiss.

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As he said that, he suddenly picked up Song Wushuang. In order to maintain balance, she clasped her hands around his neck.

I saw Zhou Zihe holding her on the desk, and after he was eye level with her, he gently pressed his lips to hers and gave her a warm and sweet good morning kiss.

The kiss was very long, and Song Wushuang was reluctant to leave. She mistook the current time for three years later, when she and Zhou Zihe were close to each other but loved each other without saying anything. The beautiful attachment now is all

Her emotional expectations at the time.

"An Xin, why are you lost again?"

"I...I thought that you might fall in love with another woman in the future, and you would kiss her so tenderly. I'm just a little disappointed."

"How could it be possible? I will only marry you in this life. We have already gone to the church to get married. You are now my wife and the person I love most."

"Getting married?" Song Wushuang was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Why are you so surprised? An Xin, why do you seem to have lost your memory recently? After that crisis, we met Yuelao Temple on the way back, and we immediately got married."

Song Wushuang sighed secretly, no wonder she confessed her love to Zhou Zihe nakedly after they were in danger in Xia San Village, but Zhou Zihe clearly had her in his heart, but still refused to let go easily. It was because he and An Xin were not married.

, but they have already made a private decision for life and still visit the church secretly.

Song Wushuang pretended to be calm and explained, "That was just a private visit to express my determination to marry you. Without the three books and six etiquettes, we just gave and received in private. If my identity cannot be recognized by others, I am yours."

A foreign wife is not a wife, not a madam, not even a concubine!" These words were said by Zhou Ziyun when he scolded her, and now it seems that they are not unreasonable.

"What I want is a protected marriage, a marriage with a marriage certificate. Instead of you giving me an engagement ceremony or a Western-style wedding, I will be your legal wife." She paused and continued, "

Since we are not a legal couple yet, please give me some privacy."

Song Wushuang felt guilty, fearing that the two of them were so close to each other that sooner or later she would reveal the truth that she was not An Anxin, causing many unnecessary disturbances for no reason.

Zhou Zihe looked into her eyes, which were firm and bright, like the vast starry sky that makes people fall deeply into her eyes. She didn't dare to look at each other and looked away. She understood that Zhou Zihe wanted to get close to her and didn't want to give up his persistence.

She gently pulled up her collar to cover most of her exposed shoulders. She didn't want Zhou Zihe to think that she was seducing him.

He gradually lost the battle and buttoned her up gently, "It's because I didn't think carefully and didn't understand your daughter's thoughts. If you don't want to, I will hand over the room key. I will definitely do it when I come in from now on."

Knock on the door." He smiled again and said, "If I want to kiss you from now on, I will definitely get your permission first."

Song Wushuang thought to himself, this last point is not necessary.

"Come and have breakfast. I'll take you somewhere later."

She was picked up by Zhou Zihe and stood safely on the ground. He moved the chair for her like a gentleman. After she sat down, the breakfast he brought in earlier was placed in front of her.

Breakfast is Western-style, with sandwiches, milk, and an omelette. The omelette is still shaped like a heart.

Song Wushuang looked at his childishness and said, "I didn't expect that this love omelette would become popular during this period."

He gently touched her forehead, "I will let you have whatever is fashionable now. This is my love for you."

Song Wushuang is so sweet.

After eating, Zhou Zihe actually took him to the department store, talking about buying her some fashionable clothes. Unexpectedly, Zhou Zihe actually went to the same place as her.

It was her first time to go to a department store in the Republic of China. The goods building was decorated in Chinese style. Dark brown was the main color here. Everything looked very grand and noble.

The level of consumption here can be seen from the decoration. People who can buy things here are either rich or expensive.

The rouge and gouache on the first floor smelled so good that Zhou Zihe didn't care what the counter lady introduced. As long as he said these were the most popular ones, he bought them all. This made the counter lady envious.

After a while, Zhou Zihe couldn't hold it anymore with his hands.

He returned his things to the car first. Song Wushuang had been attracted by everything here and didn't want to wait for him on the first floor, so he went up to the second floor on his own.

There was a dazzling array of shoes on the second floor, and Song Wushuang immediately fell in love with the lambskin black high heels placed in the most conspicuous position.

She picked up the pair of shoes. There was half a white pearl on the outside of the shoe as an embellishment. She couldn't help but try it on and found that the size was just right.

As Zhou Zihe was used to being lavish, she asked the cabinet sister to wrap it up without even thinking about it.

At this moment, a girl who looked to be no more than 20 years old came and said, "I'm sorry, I have already ordered these shoes."

When the counter sister saw her, she became nervous and apologized to her repeatedly, "Yes, yes, Miss, I have already decided on these shoes. It was my negligence and I forgot to take them off the shelves." The counter sister looked at Song Wushuang apologetically.

, "It's just that there is only the last pair of shoes of this style left, otherwise..."

She glanced at the girl. She was tall, with starry eyes and almond-shaped eyes, fair skin, and curly hair combed high on her head. She was indeed dressed like a famous lady in the TV series of the Republic of China.

Song Wushuang had no intention of fighting over anything with the girl, "Since you decided it first, I can't take away from her." She didn't want to embarrass the closet sister, "It doesn't matter, I'll look at other styles of shoes."

The counter sister burst into tears of gratitude, which made Song Wushuang think it was exaggerated.

She put down the pair of lambskin shoes and turned to look at the shoes on the other counter, but none of them caught her eye.

She simply went to the third floor, where she was dazzled by the clothes. All kinds of clothes were displayed on the shelves, including cheongsams and western clothes.

A brocade white cheongsam caught her eye. The lustrous brocade was woven with orchids during the weaving process. The two processes merged into one, like flowing clouds and flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye.

The most gratifying thing is that this cheongsam is not a traditional figure-hugging style, but has been improved with a loose hem and bell sleeves, making it look dignified yet youthful.

After she came to the Republic of China, she had never worn a cheongsam. She always felt it was inconvenient to move around, so she either wore a simple jumpsuit or a hotel work uniform. This time, she really had the urge to wear a cheongsam.

Naturally, the cabinet girl saw her love for this cheongsam, and immediately took the clothes off the shelf and wanted to guide her to the dressing room. At this time, the girl just came over again.

"I just ordered this cheongsam. How could you forget it?" She looked down upon the waiter, "What's going on with you counter ladies? Why don't you wrap up the items ordered by the guests immediately and continue to hang them up?

Isn't it just adding to the misunderstanding and causing trouble to the guests by letting other guests pick them up?"

The counter girl who had been smiling relaxedly just now became nervous again and immediately apologized, "Yes, yes, it was my negligence in my work. I just forgot to pack the things that the lady liked."

Song Wushuang was not a fool. This girl's behavior was obviously aimed at her. After she accidentally saw the large decorative characters hanging on the wall with the four characters "Longxing Department Store" written on them, she understood instantly.

"You must be He Zhenzhen."

The girl smiled and said, "Just now I thought Sister An An was pretending not to know me."

Song Wushuang realized that his question just now almost exposed the fact that he was not An Anxin.

"Sister, don't think too much. I'm really not fighting for these shoes and cheongsam with you. I know you can't afford them. It will be so embarrassing when you check out. Then, let Brother Zihe come over to check out for you. How embarrassing it will be.

Everyone in Shanghai knows that Zhou Zihe, a rising tycoon in the hotel industry, has not yet gotten married, and now he is actually paying for a girl, which means he is keeping a woman outside."

He Zhenzhen continued as if she was thinking about it, "Although it's nothing for a man to have an extramarital affair, you are different. You are a woman. When the time comes, everyone will point fingers behind your back, how will you behave outside?"

Song Wushuang smiled. What she said was exaggerated. The requirements for women during the Republic of China were not as conservative as those during the Song Dynasty. Besides, Zhou Zihe had not yet gotten married, so why was it strange to go out in public with a strange woman? How could it be so?

The outer chamber in her mouth?

He Zhenzhen disagreed, "I have known for a long time that Sister An An is strong, so I came to my rescue. I don't want your identity to be exposed to the public. After all, the impact will not be good."

Song Wushuang finally understood her intention.

He Zhenzhen didn't want the public to know that Zhou Zihe had never agreed to marry the He family because he had this woman named An Xin in his heart. He Zhenzhen, a rich young lady, was actually robbed of her limelight and lover by an unknown girl. She would lose her face in the future.

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