Zhao Youlin picked up the cup of tea in front of her and took a sip. “Who knows? Maybe it’s an ill-fated relationship! I think he’s quite gentle. At least when it came to her and Joy, this man was gentle.

  The expression on Luo Weibing’s face froze. His eyes stared blankly at Zhao Youlin as if he was saying, “You’re f*cking kidding me! That guy, gentle? Do you think my eyes are just for show?

  Zhao Youlin seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said calmly, “Feelings are like drinking water. You’ll know them with time. You’re still young and inexperienced. When you get married in the future, you’ll understand.”


  Luo Weibing was speechless. Sister, are you mocking me for still being single? Luo Weibing felt like he had received a critical hit of 10,000 points and almost vomited blood!

  After taking a deep breath, Luo Weibing decided to save himself. With a serious expression, he asked, “Sister, he… so he knows…”


  Before Luo Weibing could finish, Zhao Youlin had already interrupted him. “He does.”


  This time, Luo Weibing was stunned, “He knows? He knows that you’re not the same person… how did he react? Did he hurt you? Did he… Ah, how did he know? Sister, how can you be so careless? How can you casually tell others about this? What if you’re captured and used as a research subject or some Taoist priest starts shoving talismans on your forehead?”


  Zhao Youlin looked at Luo Weibing’s anxious expression that seemed like the sky was about to fall. Zhao Youlin burst into laughter, but her heart was warm with appreciation.

  Although this idiot was stupid, he was genuinely thinking of her and was worried that she would be hurt.

  When Luo Weibing heard Zhao Youlin laughing, his face darkened and he said frantically, “Sister, you’re still laughing at such a time. How can you still have the mood to laugh?”


  When Zhao Youlin heard Luo Weibing’s words, not only did she not stop laughing, but she laughed even harder. “Alright, stop fooling around. If he really did like what you said, would you still be able to see me now?”


  Luo Weibing suddenly stopped scratching his ears and cheeks. He stared blankly at Zhao Youlin, as if he did not know how to react. After a long while, he asked tentatively, “So, he… accepted it?”


  Zhao Youlin nodded. “He didn’t struggle for long. Or it should be said that he noticed the difference in me from the beginning and guessed most of it. He was just waiting for me to confess. So, when I confessed, he didn’t hesitate to accept it.” “Is that so? Does that mean that he’s a pretty good person?”


  Zhao Youlin was speechless. You just disliked him a moment ago, and now you’re saying that he’s a pretty good person. Isn’t your attitude changing too quickly?

  “Wait… sister, you said that he knew long ago. Doesn’t that mean that he already knew about our relationship and that we were lying to him back then?”


  Zhao Youlin was speechless. Only then did she remember. Idiot, just how thick are your nerves! Can I pretend that I don’t know you? It’s really unbearable to look at!

  Zhao Youlin shot a disdainful glance at Luo Weibing. “Nonsense. Otherwise, how do you think I could end up remarrying him? Of course, I would have a lot more explaining to

  do.”


  “Then, won’t I be hated?” Luo Weibing’s face turned pale, as if the sky had fallen on his head.

  Zhao Youlin rolled her eyes and thought to herself, ‘You’ve been hated for a long time. Otherwise, how could you have been suddenly sent abroad to eat foreign food for so many years?’ Only a fool like you wouldn’t notice anything.’ “No!” Zhao Youlin was complaining to herself when Luo Weibing suddenly shouted, giving her a fright. Zhao Youlin widened her eyes and was speechless. “What’s wrong now?”


  “At that time… At that time, didn’t you say that the guy was having an affair? That’s why you asked me to pretend to be your lover and dump him in advance? In the end…”


  “… Lover?” The corner of Zhao Youlin’s mouth twitched. “Can you not make it sound so bad?”


  “… That adulterer?”


  ILII

  Zhao Youlin gave up expecting anything bright from this man. She rolled her eyes and decided to take a sip of tea to calm herself down.

  After a while, she finally calmed down a little and said, “Just like how I came to you to pretend to be my lover and get out of that marriage quickly. That guy also wanted to divorce me… err, the original owner of this body as soon as possible, so he deliberately found someone to pretend to be his ‘other woman’ to provoke the original owner of this body so that she would quit and divorce him. In fact, the so-called ‘other woman’ is his cousin.”


  “I see, the noble circle is truly messy!”


  Zhao Youlin was speechless. What noble circle? Are you not one of them? You make it sound like you’re not a rich second generation!

  Zhao Youlin rolled her eyes and was too lazy to continue arguing with Luo Weibing on this issue. Who knew that Luo Weibing would unexpectedly spit out another shocking sentence, unwilling to be left alone. “If that’s the case, he’d rather bear the name of having an affair than divorce you. Sister, just how unlikeable were you?”


  Zhao Youlin was drinking tea when she heard Luo Weibing’s words. She almost choked on her water and coughed a few times before recovering. She rested her chin on one hand and looked at Luo Weibing expressionlessly. “Are you trying to say that I’m very unlikeable?”


  Luo Weibing’s hair stood on end. He realized that he had said the wrong thing again and laughed dryly. He quickly tried to make up for it. “No, no. Why would I think that? Sister, you have good looks, a good figure, and you’re extremely smart. That guy was lucky to marry you in his previous life. How could he despise

  you?”


  “Is that so?” Zhao Youlin stared fixatedly at Luo Weibing.

  Luo Weibing felt goosebumps all over his body from her stare. Just as he was agonizing over how to fix this fatal mistake, he heard a familiar voice behind him, “He’s right.”


  Luo Weibing suddenly turned around and saw that Mu Tingfeng had unknowingly walked back with a bowl of porridge in his hand.

  Mu Tingfeng walked to Zhao Youlin’s side and put down the porridge. Then, he generously kissed Zhao Youlin in front of Luo Weibing, “He’s right. Being able to marry you is the greatest blessing in my life.”


  Luo Weibing suddenly shivered and goosebumps all over the floor. Was he accidentally showing off his love? F*ck, why did he have to be the third wheel!

  Zhao Youlin obviously didn’t expect Mu Tingfeng to be so bold in front of others. She didn’t realize that he had succeeded. By the time she reacted, Mu Tingfeng had already stood up and sat next to her.

  Mu Tingfeng glanced at Luo Weibing, who was still stunned, with satisfaction and focused his attention on Zhao Youlin. He pushed the bowl of porridge, which was still steaming, in front of Zhao Youlin. “Didn’t you say you were hungry? Eat first.”


  Zhao Youlin looked at the bowl of porridge and frowned. “Why is there only one bowl?”