After the tycoon went bankrupt, he was raised by the villainous female supporting character and beca

Upon hearing this, Pei Xingzhi continued making the bed without pausing for a moment, and said matter-of-factly, "Yeah, I always sleep on the sofa, don't I?"

"You..." Qin Song was speechless.

Watching Pei Xingzhi skillfully make the bed and listening to his tone of voice, which he had long since taken for granted, she suddenly felt a pang of pain in her heart.

Despite being the victim and the one who made sacrifices in this marriage, Pei Xingzhi never received the respect and fairness that he deserved. When he was successful, the female supporting character treated him like an ATM; when he was down on his luck, she used him as a punching bag.

The female supporting character did countless things to wrong him, yet he never considered taking revenge. Even when Qin Song, in the female supporting character's body, said he wanted to repent, he softened and gave her a chance to start anew.

He had no regrets simply because he was the husband of the female supporting character, and she was pregnant with his child.

If Qin Song hadn't transmigrated into the book, she really didn't know how many lifetimes it would have taken her to meet such a wonderful man.

"Don't sleep on the sofa anymore." She wiped her hands clean, walked to Pei Xingzhi's side, snatched the blanket from his hands, and then stuffed it back into the closet in the room.

"You've worked so hard, why are you sleeping on the sofa when you finally get a break? Go to your room and sleep in the bed, where you can sleep comfortably."

“No need.” Pei Xingzhi paused for a moment, then followed Qin Song into the room. “I’ll sleep on the sofa; it’s quite comfortable.”

"The sofa isn't comfortable!" Qin Song emphasized sternly, her face stern. She closed the wardrobe door, turned around, pulled back the covers on the bed, grabbed Pei Xingzhi's arm, and shoved him down.

"You'll sleep in the bed from now on, and never sleep on the sofa again."

Pei Xingzhi sat up in bed, looking up at Qin Song with a surprised expression: "But didn't you say that you're used to sleeping alone and don't want me to come into the room next to you?"

"This..." Qin Song stammered, "This is something I said before... something I didn't understand back then. We're husband and wife, it's not appropriate for us to sleep in separate rooms. From now on, you'll come into the room and sleep with me. I want to be next to you, I want to sleep with you!"

"..." Pei Xingzhi's eyes widened slightly behind his glasses. "Huh?"

That doesn't sound very serious, does it?

Qin Song was stunned for a moment before realizing how ambiguous his words were.

"No..." She slapped her mouth and hurriedly corrected herself, "What I mean by sleeping is just sleeping, like, you're next to me, we're lying in the same bed, and we don't do anything except close our eyes and sleep."

Pei Xingzhi nodded slowly: "...Ah..."

Qin Song avoided eye contact and scratched her forehead. Afraid that she would only make things more complicated if she explained, she decided to skip the topic altogether.

"Go to sleep." She took two steps forward, first kicking off Pei Xingzhi's slippers, then pushing his shoulders and forcefully pressing him down onto the bed, finally covering him with a blanket. "I'll go cook first, I'll call you when it's done."

After saying that, he lowered his head and walked out of the room.

Pei Xingzhi lay blankly on the soft mattress, staring at the yellowish ceiling of the room for a while.

From the kitchen, the sound of Qin Song washing vegetables could be heard intermittently. He listened quietly for two minutes, then took off his glasses and placed them on the bedside table, closed his eyes, and fell soundly asleep.

Qin Song had always slept in this bed, and the pillow and blankets were filled with his fragrance. A sweet, subtle scent mingled in the air, silently drifting into Pei Xingzhi's nostrils. Pei Xingzhi quickly fell asleep, and in his dream, he seemed to see Qin Song.

He had stayed up for a day and a night, and slept quite soundly. He didn't know how long he had slept, but when he woke up and turned his head, he saw that the sky outside the window was already dyed red by the setting sun.

He was awakened by the enticing aroma of food in his small rented room.

He rubbed his aching temples, threw off the covers, got out of bed, and slipped on his slippers to leave the room.

"Little kitty, whose are you?"

Qin Song had just finished cooking and was standing by the kitchen window, teasing a large orange cat that had appeared out of nowhere.

The orange tabby wore a pink collar around its neck, clearly indicating it had an owner. Pei Xingzhi often saw it wandering around when he went to and from get off work; it wasn't afraid of people at all, and the residents of the neighborhood loved to feed it.

At such a young age, it managed to eat itself into the size of a small truck.

Qin Song hasn't gone out much since he moved here, so this must be the first time he's seen it, which is why he's so surprised.

"Is the little kitty hungry?" She picked up a piece of chicken from the plate and waved it in front of the orange tabby cat as if showing off. The orange tabby cat tilted its head back and forth, staring intently at the chicken in Qin Song's hand, its head bobbing rhythmically with Qin Song's movements.

A person and a cat were quietly playing a little game, as the afterglow of the setting sun slanted in through the window, casting a warm yellow light on them.

Qin Song was bathed in light, even the strands of her hair looked gentle.

Pei Xingzhi tiptoed over, crossed his arms, leaned against the wall, and silently watched Qin Song from a distance.

Qin Song was so perfect that he couldn't bear to say anything and ruin it.

……

In the evening, after taking a shower, Pei Xingzhi came out of the bathroom and sat on the sofa as usual to work.

Qin Song lay in bed and secretly drew for a while. When he saw Pei Xingzhi putting away his computer and getting ready to rest, he immediately called out to him, "Pei Xingzhi, come in and go to sleep!"

Pei Xingzhi paused for a moment, then, recalling what Qin Song had said that afternoon, gave an unnatural "hmm".

Qin Song arranged the pillows, lifted the blanket, and patted the bed with his hand: "Come here quickly."

Pei Xingzhi hummed in agreement, got up, turned off the living room light, and walked into the room with his eyelids lowered.

"Come on, let's go to sleep," Qin Song invited warmly.

Pei Xingzhi closed the door to the room, obediently took off his shoes, got into bed, and lay down in the spot that Qin Song had given him.

Qin Song turned off the bedside lamp and lay down obediently to sleep with Pei Xingzhi.

Pei Xingzhi dared not move, and neither did she. Both of them slept stiffly and rigidly, creating a dividing line between them.

There was no way around it; it was their first time sharing a bed since they got married. It was the first time they'd ever slept in the same bed while fully awake—no wonder they were nervous.

……

"Buzz-buzz-"

Qin Song was awakened by the incessant vibration of her phone. She frowned and opened her eyes; it was already bright outside.

The room was empty beside him, and the living room was very quiet, so Pei Xingzhi must have already left.

"Om - hum -"

The phone kept ringing incessantly. Qin Song yawned, picked it up, unlocked it, and saw that someone was sending her messages on a trading app.

The man took a liking to one of her necklaces and wanted to meet her in person to complete the transaction. He promised that as long as the necklace was in good condition, she would buy it without haggling.

"It would be foolish not to make money when you can," Qin Song said without hesitation, readily agreeing on the spot.