After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

"Yi, you really..."

"Why call me 'Yi'? Call me 'husband'."

"But……"

"No buts."

Zhang Kexin fell silent.

She kept her head down, her fingers unconsciously twisting the tassels of her scarf, her ears already bright red.

The two had just parked their car in the underground parking lot of SKP and were walking towards the elevator lobby entrance of SKP.

The December night wind in Yanjing was mixed with snow, and it was so cold it felt like it was cutting your face.

The heating in the SKP underground parking lot and elevator lobby is so strong that you'd want to take off your clothes.

The warm yellow lights emanating from the mall made her face, which looked radiant and peaceful, appear as smooth as a jade statue of Guanyin.

"You're only eighteen..."

Zhang Kexin finally spoke again, her voice so soft it was as if she were talking to her own shadow, "By the time you're twenty-two, I'll be thirty-five. If we have a child then, I'll be considered a truly advanced maternal age. Do you really... really want me to have your child now?"

Wei Yi stopped and turned to look at her.

When have I ever lied to you?

"But... I'm afraid you're lying to me."

Zhang Kexin raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears. "Wei Yi, I'm twelve years older than you. When I'm thirty-five, you'll only be twenty-three. Your career, your future, will just be beginning. I... I'm afraid I'm not good enough for you."

Wei Yi looked at her.

This woman outwardly said she didn't mind.

She subtly understated her age in her words.

You're just saying one thing and meaning another!

Moreover, this is a top-notch doctor who can calmly and decisively cut open a patient's abdominal cavity on the operating table.

This is the pride of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, who can make a group of male experts bow their heads and take notes at academic conferences.

Standing before him now, I felt like a large deer trembling slightly with unease.

"Zhang Kexin".

He called her by her full name, his tone both soft and earnest, "If I thought you were too old, I wouldn't have gotten involved with you in the first place. If I wanted to lie to you, I have a hundred easier ways. But I don't want to lie to you. I, Wei Yi, want you, Zhang Kexin, to have my child. Right now. Immediately. Tonight."

Zhang Kexin's tears fell down her cheeks instantly.

She hurriedly bent down to wipe it, but the more she wiped, the more it came off, and the more it came off.

"and--"

Wei Yi took a step forward and pulled her into his arms. "I can't really wait until I'm twenty-two to have a child with you. Think about it, by then you'll be thirty-five. How risky would it be to get pregnant then? I've looked it up. Pregnant women over thirty-five have a much higher chance of complications. You're a doctor, you know better than I do. How could I bear to let you take that risk?"

"So if you're going to have a baby, the sooner the better, so have one now."

Zhang Kexin buried her face in his chest, her shoulders shaking with sobs.

"So, let's have a child first. When I turn twenty-two, the first thing I'll do is get our marriage certificate." Wei Yi lowered his head and rested his chin on the top of her head. "I promise."

Zhang Kexin nodded frantically in his arms.

Wei Yi patted her back, but he was thinking to himself.

He was very familiar with the process of getting a marriage certificate.

How many times did you receive it in your past life?

I've almost forgotten.

It seems to be six times?

How many times have you been divorced?

It seems like it was five or six times.

The marriage certificates and divorce certificates in his house were so numerous they could be weighed by the pound.

Giving Dr. Zhang an extra card in this lifetime is no big deal.

Anyway, his sister will take care of it.

Chen Xinyi, you agree, right?

After Zhang Kexin finished crying, she became embarrassed again.

She rummaged through her bag for tissues, carefully wiped her face clean, and then reapplied some lipstick.

Wei Yi smiled as he looked at her from the side: "Not crying anymore?"

"Who's crying?" Zhang Kexin glared at him, her voice slightly nasal and coquettish. "The wind was too strong, it got in my eyes."

"Yes, yes, it's all because of the wind in Yanjing. Oh, no, we're indoors, it's all because of the heating in SKP, it's turned up too high!"

A witty remark made Zhang Kexin laugh through her tears.

Wei Yi reached out and adjusted her scarf. "Let's go inside and buy clothes for your husband."

Zhang Kexin took his arm, and her whole body felt lighter.

Even my footsteps felt like I was walking on cotton.

She muttered under her breath, "Who's going to buy you clothes..."

"You just said it yourself, that my down jacket is ugly."

"She was ugly to begin with."

"Then you pick out my clothes for me tonight. From now on, you'll pick out all my clothes."

Zhang Kexin looked up at him, her lips curving into an uncontrollable smile.

"it is good."

The two entered SKP.

As the most upscale shopping mall in the capital, it is never short of luxury goods and handsome men and beautiful women.

Even in such a place, Wei Yi and Zhang Kexin walking together still attracted a lot of attention.

The man was tall and handsome, and the woman was also tall and large, but thankfully not fat.

Instead, they are slender, gentle, and dignified, walking in a crowd like a pair of moving luminous bodies.

The two strolled to the entrance of an Italian menswear brand.

Zhang Kexin immediately spotted the dark camel cashmere coat on the mannequin in the shop window.

"This one looks nice. Would you like to try it on?"

Wei Yi glanced at the price tag.

Seventy-eight thousand.

Okay.

In both his past and present lives, he wasn't particularly sensitive to money.

He also knew that Dr. Zhang was very wealthy.

Her regular income at Peking Union Medical College Hospital alone is estimated to be nearly one million yuan a year.

She occasionally throws knives.

But the cost of her throwing knives is really expensive.

To put it bluntly, she could easily earn a million a year on her own.

But she still has parents.

This woman is also from Beijing; Wei Yi knew that her family owned at least two properties in the capital.

It's unclear exactly how much, but his net worth is definitely in the tens of millions.

Like tonight, she was the one who said she would buy him clothes.

She was the one who said she wanted to come to SKP, the most expensive mall in the capital.

She's the one who's eyeing this 78,000 yuan dress now.

"You help me choose, and I'll try them on."

Zhang Kexin then asked the shop assistant to take down the coat, and picked out a turtleneck cashmere sweater in the same color scheme, and a pair of dark trousers.

"You'll look really smart in this outfit," she said, holding up the clothes to Wei Yi with a focused and serious expression.

When she came out, Zhang Kexin's eyes were noticeably brighter.

"He looks good. He really looks good." She circled around him and then reached out to straighten his collar. "He looks even better than my dad did when he was young."

Wei Yi laughed: "Have you seen your father when he was young?"

"I've seen the photo. He's in a military uniform. But you're much more handsome than him." Zhang Kexin said, then laughed at herself.

Just as the two were trying on clothes and giving their opinions, a familiar, soft voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Dr. Zhang?"

Zhang Kexin turned around.

Wu Zhenhe stood at the store entrance, wearing a dark green cashmere coat, her hair neatly styled, and two South Sea pearls on her earlobes gleaming softly under the light.

Half a step behind her were Secretary Wang and Secretary Chen.

One has short, neat hair, the other has long, quiet hair.

"Ms. Wu...?" Zhang Kexin was somewhat surprised.

Wu Zhenhe walked in with a smile and naturally took Zhang Kexin's hand.

Her tone was as warm and familiar as that of long-lost sisters: "Dr. Zhang, what a coincidence! I just happened to be browsing around when I saw you. And this is... your boyfriend?"

She looked at Wei Yi with just the right amount of unfamiliarity and scrutiny in her eyes.

Wei Yi stood to the side, offering a polite and restrained smile in response.

In terms of acting skills, both of them are experts.

Zhang Kexin's face flushed slightly: "Ah, yes. This is my boyfriend, Wei Yi. Xiao Wei, this is Ms. Wu Zhenhe, my patient."

"Hello, Ms. Wu." Wei Yi extended his hand, his tone polite but distant.

Wu Zhenhe gently grasped it, her fingertips lightly tracing across his palm.

"Mr. Wei is truly a handsome man. Dr. Zhang, you have excellent taste."

Zhang Kexin became even more embarrassed: "Ms. Wu, you flatter me..."

"Still calling me Ms. Wu? We've met so many times already, just call me Sister Wu."

Wu Zhenhe smiled gently and naturally pulled Zhang Kexin aside. "Dr. Zhang, are you picking out clothes for your boyfriend? This coat is really well chosen. However, I think the dark gray one from before might have suited your boyfriend's temperament better. Don't you think so, Mr. Wei?"

She turned to look at Wei Yi.

Wei Yi smiled and nodded: "Sister Wu has good taste."

The two adulterers are getting more and more serious about their act; they're really putting on a show.