Here is the complete light novel–style translation for Chapter 9 (Part 1), keeping all original character name spellings exact and highlighting key dialogues.
Chapter 9: Drunk (1/2)
However, Song Yunfei quickly dismissed that dangerous thought from her mind.
No, no, absolutely not! If I trigger him into regaining his memories early, wouldn't I be completely dead?!
So, she said with absolute sincerity, “Even if we really stay poor forever, I’ll never dislike you for it.”
“It’s you that I love, not money.”
Chu Jinhan remained silent for a short while, then asked a question that nearly scared Song Yunfei’s soul right out of her body.
He asked: “My ID card says I’m 28, and you’re 23. When I was in college, you were still in middle school—how exactly did you put me through school?”
Song Yunfei looked calm on the outside, but inside her mind, a massive earthquake was raging.
He’s suspicious! He’s starting to doubt!
He wasn't doubting whether she had tricked him—he was doubting her very identity!
Because half a year ago, Chu Jinhan had already asked the original host this exact same question. Asking it again now meant he definitely suspected something was off.
Song Yunfei said in an annoyed tone, “Why are you asking this again? Didn't I tell you already? I dropped out of middle school and used a borrowed ID card to work!”
Chu Jinhan’s eyes flickered slightly, and his expression returned to normal. “I forgot. Sorry.”
Song Yunfei let out an annoyed huff. “Looks like the lingering aftereffects of your amnesia still haven't cleared up.”
“I’m going to cook.”
Chu Jinhan dropped the subject and turned to walk toward the kitchen.
Song Yunfei wiped the cold sweat off her forehead. She couldn't replicate the original host's behavior—sure enough, she had slipped up.
Still, it wasn't a huge deal. What normal person would ever jump to the conclusion that transmigrating into another person's body was a real thing?
Feeling sticky all over, Song Yunfei prepared to take a shower.
Just then, someone knocked on the outer door.
She walked over quickly to open it, finding their neighbor Wang Yi standing outside.
Wang Yi was in his early thirties, with a rugged appearance. He wore a white sleeveless undershirt that exposed his toned, muscular frame, causing Song Yunfei’s eyes to light up slightly.
“Brother Wang, you’re here for Chu Jinhan, right?”
Wang Yi scratched his head and offered a warm, honest smile. “No, I’m off today, and I thought it’s been a while since we had a meal together. Why don't you two come over and eat with us?”
“Sure, sure!” Song Yunfei nodded repeatedly without a moment's hesitation.
Wang Yi’s wife was a fantastic cook. The moment he invited them, memories of the delicious meals she had eaten before immediately flooded her mind.
“Great then! My wife is already cooking, so come on over soon.”
After seeing Wang Yi off, Song Yunfei hurried to the kitchen to call Chu Jinhan: “Stop cooking! Brother Wang invited us over to his place for dinner.”
Chu Jinhan’s hand washing the vegetables paused, a hint of hesitation showing on his face. “You agreed?”
“Yeah! You haven't even started cooking anyway. Go change your clothes quickly, and let's head right over.”
Song Yunfei pulled him straight out of the kitchen, urging him to change.
Chu Jinhan fell quiet for a moment, retrieved a teal T-shirt from the wardrobe, and walked into the bathroom.
Song Yunfei curled her lips. Is it really necessary to guard against me like this? Changing a top required going to the bathroom, as if he was terrified she might catch a glimpse.
Song Yunfei also found a T-shirt, unbuttoned her fitted shirt, pulled it off, and got ready to change.
Chu Jinhan changed so quickly that the moment he stepped out of the bathroom, he caught sight of her taking her shirt off.
A flash of porcelain-white skin unexpectedly burst into his line of sight.
Song Yunfei happened to be facing sideways toward him. Catching him walking out, she let out a startled gasp.
“Why are you so fast?!” She spun around abruptly, frantically pulling the T-shirt over her head. In her rush, her head even got briefly stuck in the neckline.
Chu Jinhan pulled his gaze away from her slender waist, his Adam’s apple rolling uncontrollably before he turned his eyes elsewhere.
Song Yunfei quickly adjusted her clothes and turned around with a flushed face. “Alright, let’s go.”
Chu Jinhan didn't seem particularly keen on going. “Go ahead by yourself. I won't be going.”
Song Yunfei was confused. “Why? Aren't you two on good terms? Did you get into an argument?”
They were neighbors, and Wang Yi was a full-time food delivery driver who had introduced Chu Jinhan to the delivery job in the first place. Because of that, the two often delivered orders together at night, and Chu Jinhan even hitched rides back on Wang Yi’s electric scooter.
Chu Jinhan shook his head slightly. “No.”
“Then why aren't you going?”
Song Yunfei stepped up and pulled his arm. “Let’s go together. How would it look if I went alone?”
Seeing her persistence, Chu Jinhan had no choice but to follow her out the door.
The door next door was left slightly ajar, and the rich aroma of cooked food wafted out into the hallway.
Wang Yi was setting the table. Spotting the two opening the door, he stepped forward quickly to greet them: “Come in, come in!”
Song Yunfei responded with a smile and entered, grabbing shoe covers from the rack and handing two to Chu Jinhan.
Wang Yi’s apartment had an air conditioner running, sending a cool breeze blowing over them that lifted their spirits instantly.
The layout of their apartments was roughly the same, except Wang Yi’s was a one-bedroom apartment. However, the total floor area was slightly smaller, likely around fifty square meters.
Wang Yi motioned for the two to sit down and began chatting casually with Chu Jinhan.
“I thought you were out delivering food, but you’re actually home.”
Chu Jinhan replied, “I’m taking two days off before going back out.”
Wang Yi said, “It really is tough on you—working during the day and making deliveries at night. Over time, anyone would burn out.”
“In a small place like ours, earning money is hard. Last month, I completed nearly two thousand orders and only made a little over seven thousand yuan. After taxes and battery charging fees, it came out to less than seven thousand.”
“My childhood friends went to big cities, and completing two thousand orders earns them around fifteen thousand yuan. I’ve already resigned, and I’m heading to Hai City next month.”
Wang Yi complained while letting out a heavy sigh.
He was a local resident of Qingcity, and this apartment belonged to him. His parents were back in their hometown raising his child, and he had chosen to stay here so he could visit home from time to time.
Hearing "Hai City," Song Yunfei’s heart skipped a beat.
She stole a glance at Chu Jinhan, relieved to see he showed no particular reaction.
Song Yunfei asked, “Is Sister-in-law going with you as well?”
Wang Yi glanced toward the kitchen and shook his head. “She’s not going. What’s the point? Expenses for two people are too high, and staying home allows her to take care of the family.”
Song Yunfei offered a gentle “Oh.”
