Long Wu, true to his brotherly instincts, exchanged a glance filled with tacit understanding. "I say! Leng Er and his wife are off sweetly enjoying their ho life—why can’t we? What do they an by ’true companionship through trials’? Now’s the ti to prove it."
Su ng glanced at him in confusion. What was he talking about?
Bai Shasha’s eyes lit up, her intuition sparking. She knew it—sothing must have happened when she wasn’t looking.
"What do you an by that?" Xu Er shot him a warning look. If Long Wu continued with his dramatics, Xu Er worried there wouldn’t be any scene left for himself.
Long Wu smiled mysteriously. "This is not the place to talk. Let’s move—we need to properly plan our divisions of labor."
The four of them drove to Xu Er’s hotel and booked a presidential suite. It was only then that Long Wu began explaining the shocking matter Bai Shasha had been unaware of—Leng Mochen’s recovery of his mories and his identification of Leng Mohao as the mastermind behind the car accident years ago.
The mont Bai Shasha caught wind of the news’ imnse value, she felt a rush of excitent so intense she wanted to turn it into breaking headlines right away.
Su ng, being ticulous, chid in. "I knew sothing was off about Leng Mochen tonight. It felt like he was... a completely different person."
Su ng reflected further: What’s been going on between him and Li Si? Why is there such a stark contrast between who he was before and after waking up?
Xu Er announced he’d take on the job of infiltrating Leng Mohao’s computer in search of leads or new discoveries.
Bai Shasha’s eyes glead with enthusiasm as she declared she’d turn the matter into a hot gossip segnt for tracking.
Seeing the others’ proactive energy, Long Wu shalessly claid he would crush Leng Mohao’s company and turn his life into chaos.
Su ng raised her hand in an elentary school-like manner. "What about ? What should I do?"
Long Wu, his eyes sparkling, replied that Su ng’s role was straightforward: simply handle logistics and take care of certain individuals. His comnt earned him frustrated looks from the others.
...
anwhile, Leng Mochen and Li Si had left the labyrinth. Instead of returning to the old mansion, they concocted an excuse—Li Si wasn’t feeling well—and went back to their own ho.
The whole way ho, despite Leng Mochen driving, their hands remained clasped tightly, as if that was the only way to assure each other’s tangible existence.
They exchanged smiles often, reluctant to shatter the beauty of this regained happiness.
Since Li Si’s pregnancy began, the two hadn’t been intimate, both too afraid of harming the baby.
But now, at this mont, all they wanted was to tenderly hold onto each other and savor their inseparable bond, where you and I rge as one.
After a passionate culmination, Li Si touched his handso face and pouted. "You know... I was so scared back then."
Only when he genuinely appeared beside her did she feel relieved. To say she hadn’t been afraid was pure bravado.
"I understand," he murmured, lovingly stroking her silky hair. Gazing at the ceiling light, he fell into a mont of deep thought before continuing, "Actually, there was a day when I briefly felt like I couldn’t control my own body."
"Why didn’t you tell about it?" Li Si sat up, her voice anguished. "What happened next?"
Typical him—huge matters like this, and he chose to keep her in the dark. She understood, though—he didn’t want her to worry or be scared.
But he needed to realize that an unexplained change of soul was infinitely more terrifying.
Leng Mochen comforted her with small pats. "I didn’t want to upset you! You’re carrying our son, after all."
Li Si’s pregnancy was already a constant worry for him. Adding these fears would only worsen her condition during such a delicate ti.
Ever since she beca pregnant, she transitioned from nausea to constant drowsiness. Any burdens he could shoulder, he chose not to make her fret over.
Being a man ans providing the shelter and security your woman can count on during storms, doesn’t it?
"Next ti, promise to tell if anything happens! We’re a team, aren’t we? Just look at what happened this ti—you didn’t give any hint whatsoever. I was rely out grabbing hamburgers with Xiao Ning, and then calamity struck!"
"Do you even know what went through my mind then? I kept worrying—what if sothing happened to you? What would the baby and I do?"
As her emotions overwheld her, Li Si finally let her tears flow freely. People often talk about post-traumatic fear—and now, thinking back on it left chills running down her spine. Life is unpredictable; who could foresee what might happen?
The original Leng Mochen had been so clueless. Otherwise, how could he have made those foolish decisions?
Now, he was pushing Leng Mohao step by step into a corner. Why not defeat him in one striking move? Clearly, slow-burn tactics like boiling a frog alive had their purposes too.
Leng Mochen gently wiped her tears away and soothed her in a warm voice. "Darling, don’t cry anymore! If you cry any more, my heart will ache for you! It was my fault this ti, okay?"
Li Si seized the opportunity and punched him lightly a few tis. "Just your fault? Let’s see how you behave from now on. If you ever do this again, I won’t forgive you!"
"Alright, alright! I’ll do whatever you say—deal?" Leng Mochen quickly pledged.
"Now that’s more like it!" Li Si finally broke into a radiant smile, her happiness restored.
Leng Mochen pulled her back to lie down and sighed deeply. "This ti it was my negligence—who could’ve thought sothing like this would surface again?
Maybe he’s only dormant now. Who knows when he might wake again and fight for control of my body."
"What do we do then? Isn’t there sothing we can try? Oh, I just rembered—how about we consult one of those so-called masters for help?" Li Si frowned, her little face scrunched up as she spoke. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. Of course, weren’t certain masters rumored to be highly skilled?
Leng Mochen hesitated. "That’s an idea! But how would we explain it to them? We’d inevitably have to disclose my rebirth or borrowing of this body. Such an extraordinary matter, if exposed, would be extrely dangerous for us!"
"True, people’s minds are unknowable—even masters are still just human after all!" Li Si fretted, scratching her head anxiously. The matter of rebirth was too weighty—how could they reveal it to soone else? If the master truly possessed so abilities, hearing secrets like this might turn them into threats wielding knives of peril against them.
No, no—this couldn’t be the way!
Leng Mochen pondered before suddenly recalling sothing. "Didn’t my mom give that consecrated bracelet at so point? It should be stored in your space, right?"
Li Si’s spirits lifted at the mory. Indeed, that bracelet had been gifted by Mrs. Leng for his birthday, supposedly blessed—perhaps it might help?
Back then, Leng Mochen had only glanced at it without wearing it. At this point, any long-shot was worth trying—dead horses could still be whipped back to life, couldn’t they?
Li Si reached into her dinsion and retrieved the bracelet. Heads close together, the two carefully opened the black velvet box containing it.
When Mrs. Leng had gifted this, they hadn’t paid much attention. Now, seeing it again, the bracelet truly seed to hold so mystical allure.
The jade gemstones forming the beads were exquisitely transparent, radiating a gentle glow under their bedroom lighting.
Li Si delicately picked up the bracelet, marveling at its cool, smooth texture before quickly fastening it around Leng Mochen’s left wrist.
She felt nothing, but Leng Mochen experienced a profound sensation—a surge of imnse Spiritual Power coursed from his arm to his neck, finally enveloping his entire brain.
He felt his entire body resonate with a low, humming vibration, and in an instant, his mind beca crystal clear and his senses razor-sharp. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian) and cast your votes or support. Mobile users can read on m.qidian.)
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