You're my wife, don't doubt it!

Page 580

After a period of chaos, Xiao Yao and Shen Jie were finally able to sit down and have an effective conversation to sort out the situation together.

Xiao Yao realized that if the other party wasn't setting a trap for him, this Shen Jie was neither real nor fake—she was the Shen Jie he had met at the entrance of the Seventh Girls' High School when she was walking a cat.

Shen Jie, whom he had known for half a month.

Shen Jie, who spent a long period of time in October talking to him on the phone and sending him messages.

"So, the person who called to invite me to my birthday party at Qian Gui wasn't you?" Xiao Yao slapped his forehead: "I knew your voice sounded weird that day."

“I never asked you out,” Shen Jie shook her head and said, “Zhou Xiaoying’s birthday isn’t in October at all.”

"I understand," Xiao Yao nodded.

"I was kidnapped the day after school started following the October holiday," Shen Jie told Xiao Yao.

A van and sacks were common methods used to bring Shen Jie "here".

Shen Jie was imprisoned in a basement, but no one guarded her or brought her water or food. Yet she felt neither hungry nor thirsty.

Only today, through a series of coincidences, did she manage to escape from prison and travel across most of the city to get here.

"Most of the city? Wait, why here?" Xiao Yao asked Shen Jie.

“You’ve asked too many questions already,” Shen Jie rolled her eyes slightly. “Now it’s your turn to tell me what you know—and what exactly is going on with this old married couple?”

Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment, then said, "I think even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me, and you certainly wouldn't be happy."

“Speak,” Shen Jie urged, “Whether I believe it or not is my business. You must tell me everything you know completely and truthfully, without hiding a single word.”

"Ha, a domineering female CEO, huh?" Xiao Yao laughed. "Then you have to promise me one thing."

“Stop dawdling,” Shen Jie complained. “Speak.”

"You're not allowed to hit me again," Xiao Yao said, covering his face. "I'm still dizzy, have tinnitus, and have a concussion. If this happens again..."

"Alright, alright, I know," Shen Jie said, still a little indignant. "Why would I hit you if you didn't take advantage of me? Let me tell you, this isn't over yet...!"

"Sigh..." Xiao Yao let out a long sigh.

It seems there aren't many other options.

Xiao Yao began to tell Shen Jie everything that had come to mind.

Because of the large amount of information, Xiao Yao tried to explain it to Shen Jie in a concise and easy-to-understand way, but the latter still frowned as she listened.

At first, Shen Jie could still listen to him quietly with a frown, but later she started to sneer while listening, and finally she became impatient.

"See? I told you I didn't want to talk about it," Xiao Yao complained. "You wouldn't listen if I told you, and you wouldn't believe me if I did. What's the point of telling you—"

“Are you trying to tell me,” Shen Jie said softly, “that the world I live in is fake.”

“Yes,” Xiao Yao nodded, “it exists in the human mind.”

“My memories from the past ten years or so are all fake,” Shen Jie nodded calmly. “Including myself, I am not human, I am fake, I do not exist, I am just a projection of consciousness.”

“No, no, no,” Xiao Yao waved his hand, his breathing a little rapid, “I didn’t say that. It is indeed a possibility, but… I won’t, and can’t, make wild guesses about things that can’t be concluded.”

“And in the real world—or, as you say, in the outside world,” Shen Jie’s voice began to grow cold, “I am your girlfriend—the real me, who repeatedly ran away from our wedding for your sake, even at the cost of breaking ties with my parents—”

Xiao Yao wanted to tell Shen Jie, "Actually, you don't have a mother," but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

"You're willing to break ties with my parents to live with me—" Shen Jie's eyes seemed to be spitting fire: "Are you still trying to tell me that we're already husband and wife?!"

"Uh, I didn't say that—" Xiao Yao pointed out awkwardly, "At least I didn't mention that part, did I?"

“Xiao Yao,” Shen Jie sneered, “put your hand on your heart and tell me, if you were in my situation, would you believe this nonsense?”

“It is indeed hard to believe and hard to accept,” Xiao Yao honestly admitted. “But at least I think it’s possible—otherwise, how can I explain being locked up in the basement for so many days without needing to eat, drink, or relieve myself?”

Shen Jie's eyes dimmed slightly, and she declared softly and weakly, "I don't believe you."

“Absolutely no problem,” Xiao Yao declared, raising both hands. “It’s fine.”

"And according to your version," Shen Jie continued in a low voice, "the person who kidnapped me was my fiancé?"

“I have no evidence,” Xiao Yao said cautiously, “but based on the information we have and common sense, I think he is the most suspicious person—that’s not hard to understand, is it?”

“Based on the information we have, and logically speaking, you are someone who would stop at nothing to get me out of his hands,” Shen Jie retorted. “You look like it no matter how you look at it, and the more you look at it, the more like it seems.”

Xiao Yao thought for a moment and honestly admitted, "I think so too—it does look very similar."

Shen Jie: "..."

“However, you can take a look at this,” Xiao Yao led Shen Jie to the west wall of the room, raised his phone to light her way, and pointed to the photo wall: “This at least shows that your fiancé seems to be a pervert.”

Shen Jie casually swept her gaze across the photo wall. On the surface, the girl's expression was completely calm, as if it wasn't the first time she had seen them.

"Does this also mean that he loves me very, very much?"

“Hiss—um…” Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment and said, “On this point, I really can’t deny it—I’ve never been able to deny it.”

Shen Jie: "..."

Xiao Yao blurted out, "Actually, me too."

"What?" Shen Jie was taken aback.

"I love you so much," Xiao Yao said.

Shen Jie: "Shut up."

Xiao Yao: "Okay, okay."

“This doesn’t prove anything,” Shen Jie commented. “What’s wrong with my fiancé keeping some of my photos?”

Xiao Yao kept his mouth shut—he knew that "Shen Jie" was just having trouble accepting reality for the time being, and arguing with her would be pointless. At this moment, it was better to quietly stay by her side and not put any more pressure on her.

“Actually, if you saw the scenery on the way here when I came here,” Shen Jie said softly, “you would know that these photos are nothing at all.”

"What did you see on the way here?" Xiao Yao asked疑惑地, "What did you see?"

“I’ll take you to see it,” Shen Jie turned around and reached out to push the door open again. “Let me make this clear first: I will act with you, but that doesn’t mean I believe you—believe everything you say.”

“ookk,” Xiao Yao said.

“But in any case, our goals should be aligned for the time being,” Shen Jie said. “The first is to find a way to get out of this hellhole.”

Xiao Yao turned his head to look at the dog hole he had crawled through from the KTV: the hole had completely disappeared.

“I agree,” Xiao Yao said. “The second is to find your fiancé—to hell with him, find that damn Zhang Zhengkai, and we’ll confront him face to face.”

"Agreed." After saying this, Shen Jie pushed open the door and walked out.

Xiao Yao followed closely behind.

……

“Wow,” he said.

Only after stepping out of the room did Xiao Yao realize that he was in a huge underground city.

The city was shrouded in darkness because it had no sky at all—the dome was high, but still visible, making one realize that they were actually in a huge underground cavern.

The area is surrounded by tall buildings, and the streets and squares are bustling with people. Every now and then, a few cars fly overhead, making a low roar.

This city at night resembles a scene from a futuristic science fiction movie, or a giant, three-dimensional maze.

A plump girl wearing a heavy down jacket walked past Xiao Yao and Shen Jie.

Xiao Yao glanced at her casually, then looked away.

Then he turned his gaze back to her and stared at her.

Even my neck was rotating.

"Alright, stop looking," Shen Jie said softly, tugging at his sleeve.

Xiao Yao turned around with a chill running down his spine: "She, she..."

"Don't make a fuss, look at them." Shen Jie pointed to the passersby around her.

Then, Shen Jie looked at the faces of the other passersby.

There wasn't a single man to be seen on the entire street.

Walking down the street, every woman, regardless of age, height, or weight, had the same face. Shen Jie's face.

Chapter 387 I'm doomed! I'm surrounded by Shen Jie!