After cheating into marriage, the perverse and evil young man turns into a wife slave in seconds

But on second thought, Zhang Boxuan felt that he might be overthinking. How could this be possible?

Finally, he said with concern in his eyes, "You just had a headache and you feel uncomfortable. I am worried about you sleeping alone."

Zheng Zhihui said, "I don't feel any pain now. I was probably just blown by the wind. It's okay."

She was so insistent that if he insisted on keeping her, it would seem that he had some ill intentions. But she suddenly said that she wanted to sleep alone. Zhang Boxuan felt a little uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Can you... sleep alone?"

"can."

Zheng Zhihui said, "Don't worry, I won't be as scared as when I first woke up."

Zhang Boxuan moved his mouth but was unable to refute anything.

When she first woke up, everything was unfamiliar to her and he was the only familiar thing to her, so it was normal for her to stick to him. But now that she has adapted to life, it seems... normal that she no longer needs him to coax her to sleep at night.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak for several times, Zheng Zhihui said, "It's late at night. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Good night."

She said and turned away without waiting for his response.

This time Zhang Boxuan did not stop him, but stood there in a daze for a long time.

After a long time, he walked towards the big bed thoughtfully. After lying down alone, he always felt empty in his heart.

In the first few nights when they slept together, Zhang Boxuan actually had a very torturous sleep. He was especially afraid that she would get into his arms. There were a few times when he couldn't even overcome it by his willpower and had to secretly run to the bathroom to take care of it after she fell asleep.

But even so, in his heart he had no objection to sleeping with Zheng Zhihui.

Now that she suddenly stopped sleeping with him, he was not used to it.

Zhang Boxuan sighed softly and couldn't help but look over to the side where she usually slept.

Under the dim light, the place where Zheng Zhihui was originally lying was empty. Looking to the side, her doll was still lying there, grinning at him.

Your master isn't sleeping here, and you're still laughing?

Zhang Boxuan reached out and pinched the baby's face, then picked her up.

He didn't know what was so fun about the doll before, but Zheng Zhihui would hold it and play with it for a long time before going to bed. Now he held the doll high and unconsciously imitated Zheng Zhihui's movements, and he inexplicably felt...

It seems quite interesting.

When this thought flashed through his mind, Zhang Boxuan was shocked himself.

He must be crazy. A grown man is playing with a doll on the bed.

If Han Shangzheng saw this scene, he would probably laugh at him for the rest of his life.

Zhang Boxuan quickly put the doll back to its original place, thought for a while, and seemed like something was missing, so he covered it with the pink quilt next to it, and then lay back in his position.

He closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep. Thinking of Zheng Zhihui's unusual behavior tonight, he felt uneasy.

Why on earth did she suddenly want to sleep alone?

Is it really for bravery and independence?

and……

Zhang Boxuan always felt that Zheng Zhihui's words, actions and expressions tonight did not seem like a person of five or six years old.

Realizing this, Zhang Boxuan suddenly opened his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

He was naturally happy that her mind could return to normal, but if she recovered her memory, then she...

Thinking of her dodging action just now, Zhang Boxuan felt a little flustered and nervous.

In the room on the other side.

Zheng Zhihui curled up on the bed, her hands tightly covering her aching head.

She originally wanted to quietly sort out the relationship between herself and Zhang Boxuan, but as soon as she used her brain to think, it felt like someone was forcibly peeling it open with a knife.

In addition to Zhang Boxuan's cruel words that kept coming to mind, another familiar voice also came through -

"Zhang Boxuan is now trying to kill our Zheng family. Even my father has been hurt by him. You actually still call him so intimately, Zheng Zhihui, have you forgot your last name? Then Zhang Boxuan is our enemy. Do you understand what an enemy is?"

"He hates our Zheng family and everyone in our Zheng family, including you. So, there will never be a chance for you and him. Have you given up?"

"In short, remember that you are from the Zheng family, not Zhang Boxuan's woman."

……

The voice that appeared in her mind was very fierce. Although Zheng Zhihui didn't know who he was, it was not difficult to guess from his words and actions that the other party was her relative, and... she could feel that she was very close to him.

Even though she was scolding herself, she was not afraid of the other person at all, and even felt a sense of intimacy with her.

Zheng Zhihui didn't know who he was to her, but she was shocked by what he said in her mind.

He said……

Brother Xuan is the enemy of their family.

Brother Xuan hates her family, including her.

So... does she and Brother Xuan have a grudge against each other?

That's impossible. If Brother Xuan was her enemy, why would he bring her home and take such good care of her?

Zheng Zhihui had just refuted Zhang Boxuan in her heart when another doubt arose in her heart.

She has been awake for such a long time but has not seen her family. Brother Xuan said that her parents have passed away. Is this true?

Did he lie to himself?

Zheng Zhihui tried to sort out her thoughts carefully, but found that... the more she thought, the more confused she became.

But she was clearly aware of one thing: she had lost her memory.

She lost all her memories from five years ago.

No one in either room had a good sleep that night.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Boxuan took Zheng Zhihui to the hospital for examination.

On the way there, he saw Zheng Zhihui sitting quietly aside, not saying a word all the way, and her face looked very bad.

In the quiet carriage, Zhang Boxuan took the initiative to speak, "You look a little pale, did you not sleep well last night?"

Zheng Zhihui curved her lips at him and said, "It will be a little strange to sleep alone at first, but it will get better slowly."

Her answer made Zhang Boxuan's heart tighten slightly.

She answered this question quite skillfully.

With just one sentence, she casually brushed aside the fact that she slept alone last night. The second half of the sentence seemed to be a subtle statement of her stance of "sleeping alone from now on".

This is not an answer that a person with the mentality of a five or six year old can give.

At the hospital, Dr. Zhou examined Zheng Zhihui. After reading the report in detail, he asked Zheng Zhihui, "Miss Zheng, when did you start having headaches?"

Zheng Zhihui thought for a moment and said, "After waking up from falling into the water."

"What other symptoms are associated with a headache? For example...are there any memory fragments appearing in the brain?"

Zhang Boxuan, who was sitting next to Zheng Zhihui, looked at her calmly.

Sensing his gaze, Zheng Zhihui curled her fingers slightly, but her expression remained calm. "Yes."

Zhang Boxuan's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but ask, "What did you remember?"

Zheng Zhihui lowered her eyes and said, "...The picture is very blurry, I can't remember it clearly."

Doctor Zhou, "You have no impression at all?"

"No, I get a headache just thinking about it." Zheng Zhihui's words were half true and half false.

Doctor Zhou nodded. "That's a good sign. It means that you have shown signs of memory awakening."

"So the images that appear in my mind are all things I have actually experienced...right?"

Dr. Zhou said, "Yes, the memories that flashed through your mind when you had a headache were the ones you had forgotten."