Chapter 307: Which One Is the Real Him

you see today might only be the tip of the iceberg in Jian Tong's three-year prison sentence,"When she was still Miss Jian, you didn't know what she had gone through. She was locked up in that place...The night flight, less than three hours, arrived in S City, and it was a little past one in the morning when I got off the plane.

As she headed north from the Banyan Tree Resort, she rushed out in a hurry and forgot to change her clothes. She walked straight out of the airport, and the cold wind blew into her collar.

Vivian was still awake. As soon as Jian Tong got off the plane, he opened his phone. He hadn't even finished scrolling before he saw a long list of missed calls and countless text messages.

Out of sight, out of mind. With a flick of the wrist, I slipped to the next one.

Suddenly, a warmth spread through my cold heart.

"It's Vivian, 'Haven't slept'"

"Landed I'll pick you up."

"No need, I'm already in a taxi."

Putting down her phone, the corners of her lips involuntarily twitched into a sarcastic curve.

Sometimes, friends with no blood ties are better than actual family.

One text message is to pressure her, to blame her, to resent her. One text message is waiting for her return, to pick her up.

In the absence of comparison, one cannot perceive. When did her silence become an accomplice to their harm Is this wrong

Did she do something wrong

Along the way, the woman kept thinking, was it her initial weakness and mistakes that led to this

Not until the driver stopped the car and said, "We're here,"

She came to her senses, familiar building, familiar environment, subconsciously raised her head and glanced at the floor she lived on.

Without any glow, it merged with the surrounding darkness.

I guess he must have fallen asleep. After all, why would he wait for someone from so far away

Push open the car door and walk out.

I took the elevator and arrived at my doorstep.

Gently opened the door.

The house was silent.

She didn't press the wall switch, relying on the streetlight filtering in from the balcony. The dim light was enough for her to navigate the familiar surroundings, moving blindly within its hazy glow.

Faint outlines of furniture could be seen in the house.

Back from Sanya, she didn't let out a breath of relief until she stepped into her home. She walked towards the living room, tossed her backpack aside, and, like a boneless, large spherical object, was about to throw herself onto the sofa.

Then I saw, on the sofa, a dark shadowy figure.

He narrowed his eyes suddenly, then looked closely again... it wasn't like, it was a person.

A nerve tightened, creeping closer, the familiar scent, invading his nostrils, it was the smell of shampoo from her bathroom.

It was him.

She unexpectedly didn't find it strange, and abnormally didn't call out to the person.

He walked past quietly, stood beside the sofa, and watched silently. The person was lying on the sofa, head resting on their arm.

She didn't disturb him, turned and went to the bedroom, bringing a blanket and covering herself with it.

Perhaps the noise was a bit loud, the person on the sofa moved, turned over, and went back to sleep.

As she turned, she saw a table laden with food on the bar counter. Her feet felt like they were nailed to the spot as she stared at the feast before her, reaching out... Was it hot

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.

"Tongtong"

Behind him, with a thick nasal voice, the man must have just woken up and mumbled softly.

She didn't respond.

"Tongtong, I had a dream again"

"" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

But he saw the man pinch himself on the arm, and let out a hiss: "It's not a dream, Tongtong, you're back"

"When are you coming back"

"Are you hungry"

"Ashu, here's your meal."

She stood there motionless, watching as the man got up and turned on the light. Suddenly, the room was filled with warm light. The man busied himself serving her food while chattering nonstop:

"Tongtong might not know, but Xiushi knows how to cook a lot of dishes. He learned from watching TV."

Her gaze swept over the bowl of white rice on the bar before her, still steaming.

Vivian said you eat very well-behaved, is Vivian lying to me

"Didn't you eat dinner until late at night"

"No. "

Ashu ate already, before it got dark.

Did you eat before it got dark

She suddenly turned pale: "Lying. The food is still hot, it's dark now, how could the food be hot"

Her tone was rather stern.

That person looked wronged: “Ashu didn’t lie.

Ashu had eaten very early.

"Well, I'm still in the dark about that. Our family bowls apparently have insulation too," she said sarcastically.

That man's face was full of stubbornness: "Ashu didn't lie, Ashu wouldn't lie to Tongtong."

"Well, then tell me, what's going on"

"Hot. When it gets cold, Ah Xiu reheats it again."

Although he was speaking vaguely, the woman understood.

Suddenly, she shivered... "You... you reheated the food ...Why" Her heart was beating wildly in her chest. She pressed her hand against it and stared intently at the person in front of her, blinking not once.

There is an answer that has already emerged.

The woman clenched her palm, but inside her palm, there was inexplicably a dampness.

She...was so nervous she was sweating

It's unbelievable.

"Wait for Tongtong."

When those three words entered her ears, her heart, which was already beating rapidly, skipped a beat.

Lowering her gaze, she asked calmly, "Did Vivian tell you Will I be back tonight"

That person shook their head.

She pursed her lips. "How did you know I'd be back today"

I wonder if Tongtong is back today.

What does he mean

I don't know if she's coming back today, but she made a whole table of dishes. They were cold when they were hot, and hot when they were cold. And then hot again

He said, “I was thinking that when TongTong comes back, she’ll be able to eat a hot meal.”

Suddenly, an answer popped into her mind. She appeared calm, but there was a hint of panic in her eyes. She tentatively asked, "You cook every day... for me"

"Yes."

Her palm suddenly tightened!

Shen Xiujing, can you please not be so resolute!

"Heat up your meals every day when they're cold, and reheat them when they cool down"

"Hmm!" The man nodded emphatically: "I want Tongtong back so I can eat Ah Xiu's hot, freshly cooked meals again."

She suddenly lowered her head, if she could, she didn't want to admit it, at this moment, she was moved by it, shaken by it!

Picking up the bowl and chopsticks from the table, she ate bite by bite.

To be honest, the taste of the food is not very good.

This person lacks any culinary talent whatsoever, yet she inexplicably finds the food in her mouth particularly delicious today.

Crazy!

Good heavens! Are you mad!

Under the clamor of her own inner voice, she quietly finished all the dishes on the table by herself.

When lying in bed, her mind was racing tonight. She entered the bedroom, and the man followed her like a shadow, keeping pace with every step she took. He even carried the blanket she had just brought from the living room.

This time, the woman did not scold him to leave. The boy, a man in appearance, with jet-black eyes, suddenly brightened, shining with joy.

A woman lay in bed, her mind a complete mess.

Thinking back on this person's changes over these past days, remembering that late night when their perception of the world went astray, yet they still kept her hidden beneath them. Facing such vicious and wicked people, they endured so many blows for her sake.

She could have escaped, but she didn't.

Remembering this person, waking up in the middle of the night to cover her feet for her… In the end, which one is Shen Xiujin

The other side of the bed sank down, the woman's body stiffened, and she instinctively wanted to coldly rebuke. Finally, she abruptly stopped herself, just hugging her own blanket and hiding to one side of the bed, coldly saying:

"Everyone sleep in their own beds, don't come into my bed, and don't touch me. Otherwise, I won't want you."

That person yawned, and very politely asked:

"Axiu, be a good boy and listen. Otherwise, Tongtong won't want Axiu anymore"

The woman's face froze instantly... She was actually stumped by a child-like Shen Xiuchen.

"Sleep now," he said stiffly. "Say another word and I'll throw you out."

The man remained silent.

In a short while, a deep breathing sound came from beside the bed. The woman slowly turned over and stared at the face of the person beside her that was exposed outside the blanket. In Jian Tong's eyes, there were indescribable complexities.

She glanced at the time, calculating the time in Italy. The woman got up and quietly left the bedroom.

"Bai Yu Xing, how's it going over there" she asked into the phone.

The other party was clearly not expecting her to make this phone call.

"We're about to see their hand."

"There's something I think I need to tell you," Jian Tong said. "Mr. Shen came to see me a few days ago, he tested me, and I think he's probably already suspicious."

He… he has lost memories, and if they can't be recovered, I fear Master Shen will have to take matters into his own hands.

Moreover, the whereabouts of Lu Mingchu and Xiao...Xiao Heng must also be watched closely. Those familiar with these two people know that they have always been at odds in the past, but now they are strangely close. There is definitely something special about Lu Mingchu's identity.

"I understand. I'll let Xi Chen know. Once things are settled here with Shen Er, I'll return home immediately."

“Well then, he... He’s stayed here long enough.” The woman tactfully prepared to ask him to leave.

On the phone, Bai Yu walked up his eyebrows upon hearing this: "Oh~ that's how it is~"

"Heard that Jian and Damon are collaborating, with Michael signing the contract himself"

"Are you watching me" The cooperation agreement reached this morning was not yet released to the public, how did Bai Yu in Italy know about it beforehand

Who are you trying to coax

"Surveillance"

I am in Italy, how do I monitor

That's a bit of an overreach.

Just relax, I just wanted to tell you that Milfer is a very meticulous person, and he never takes a loss.

Cooperate with him and be mentally prepared. Everything must be perfect, without any flaws. Otherwise, you'll be waiting for Mirfield to break the contract.

This person doesn't care about money.

But if they breach the contract, Damen's reputation in the industry would be severely damaged. Afterward, Jian Shi would likely find themselves in a difficult situation, facing neglect and awkwardness. Even if it was only Jian Shi who broke the agreement, the one being questioned would still be them.

Jian Tong didn't retort. Bai Yu was a skilled doctor, but in business, he came from a family with deep roots. Someone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Shen Xiu Jin couldn't possibly be an ordinary person.

"Do you have any previous acquaintance with Mr. Miller"

On the phone, Bai Yu acted as if he was reluctant. He mumbled, "Well...I guess so."

"Alright, I have something to do here." Bai Yuxing hurriedly said a sentence and hung up the phone.

Jian Tong yawned repeatedly, drowsiness overwhelming her, she turned and entered the bedroom.

Snuggling into the bed with a blanket, it's getting chilly in early winter.

The warmth of the bed dispelled the chill I had caught in the living room earlier.

A bed, the Chu-Han boundary, divided clearly… Later on, she realized that what she thought was “clearly divided” was just self-deception. At this very moment, she was still deceiving herself, and she didn't even realize it.. Thinking of something, he hurriedly raised his head and chased after him, "Dad, you must know where Xiaotong is, right"He eagerly looked at his biological father in front of him.Jian Zhen Dong purse...