Free Web NovelChapter 196: Chapter 178: If You Say It’s Fake, It’s Fake
The sharp-eyed Pei Shiyi spotted it and was instantly enraged.
No male, no matter how magnanimous, could tolerate someone photoshopping an intimate picture with his Female Master.
What’s more, he was so deeply in love with Yu Lan.
He couldn’t tolerate even the slightest provocation where she was concerned.
In a fit of extreme rage, Pei Shiyi reached out and viciously grabbed Yu Wenzhou by the collar.
At that moment, his deep blue eyes took on a beast-like glint, his voice as cold as iron:
"Speak! Where did you get the photo?"
"You shameless peeping tom."
The thought of someone hiding from their sight, secretly clutching a camera and taking photos of Yu Lan like a rat in a gutter...
Pei Shiyi felt a furious rage surging within him.
"Are there any other photos!"
"Speak!"
Yu Wenzhou pressed his lips together and didn’t answer.
His eyes, more precious and clear than the finest rubies, stared silently at Pei Shiyi.
They carried a strange sort of pity and condescension.
"What are you so smug about!"
Yu Wenzhou didn’t speak for a long time. Did he think that would make Pei Shiyi powerless against him?
"Su Xingye, come and take his phone."
"Who knows if there are even more disgusting photos on it."
Pei Shiyi didn’t mind attributing the most malicious intentions to Yu Wenzhou’s actions.
But strangely, when Su Xingye, with a grim face, used the First Legion’s highest clearance to open Yu Wenzhou’s phone, there was nothing inside.
It was empty, completely clean.
’Could this really be the phone of a huge star?’
Su Xingye’s brows furrowed.
Just then, Yu Wenzhou, who had quietly allowed Pei Shiyi and the others to question him without saying a word, finally moved.
The pale-faced man turned his head to look at Yu Lan, who was holding the necklace, her dazed gaze fixed upon it. He spoke softly:
"Do you also think this photo is fake?"
"Something I just fantasized about?"
Although Yu Wenzhou said this, his tone grew more and more dejected.
His whole being seemed on the verge of shattering.
His already pale, bloodless face was now almost translucent.
Originally, Yu Lan had been inclined to agree with Pei Shiyi.
After all, she had searched her entire memory but couldn’t find a single fragment of a memory with Yu Wenzhou.
But she found it even harder to reconcile the image of the man before her—the Yu Wenzhou with the shattered, sorrowful gaze—with the disgusting, fantasizing stalker Pei Shiyi had described.
’It just couldn’t be like that.’
Yu Lan stood her ground, her lips pressed together, unmoving.
Just then, sunlight streamed through the glass and fell on Yu Lan’s face, outlining her beautiful features with a golden halo.
In the dazzling sunlight, Yu Wenzhou could barely make out Yu Lan’s face.
He could only vaguely make out a cold, indifferent expression.
’The goddess is heartless.’
’Always so heartless to me!’
Yu Wenzhou let out a self-deprecating laugh, his voice tinged with reckless despair and unbearable sorrow:
"If you say it’s fake, then it’s fake!"
"I’m sorry, Your Highness, I was wrong."
"I was deluded by wishful thinking. I am willing to accept punishment under the laws of the Empire."
Yu Lan watched helplessly as Yu Wenzhou, who had shown a flicker of life just moments before, instantly seemed to lose all will to live.
He radiated a fragile, ephemeral aura, as if he could vanish into thin air at any moment.
On instinct,
Yu Lan reached out her hand and grabbed the hem of Yu Wenzhou’s clothes, anxiously calling his name.
"Yu Wenzhou!"
But when she actually called out his name and met the man’s downcast eyes,
a deep sense of confusion washed over Yu Lan’s heart.
’What did she really want to do?’
For the moment, Yu Lan couldn’t figure it out.
The loss of her memory left her feeling nothing but confusion when facing her childhood love.
Only her body’s intuition subconsciously urged her to make a comforting gesture.
Her slender fingertips gently wiped the corner of his eye. Her voice was soft and slow, as if she were afraid of startling him.
She said:
"Don’t cry!"
Just those two short words.
Yu Wenzhou’s heart, which had grown cold and still, instantly began to THUMP wildly once more.
’This was his childhood sweetheart, the love he’d met in his youth!’
’His Female Master... how could he willingly let her go?’
Just then,
at Shen Zueran’s instruction, Li Yucheng, who had rushed off to get the photo analyzed, came running back.
The man pushed open the door to the room, his handsome face still showing a trace of disbelief.
As he entered, all eyes in the hospital room turned to him.
Li Yucheng shook his head slightly at the crowd and spoke with some reluctance:
"I had it checked. There’s nothing wrong with the photo."
"It’s not photoshopped."
Li Yucheng’s gaze fell on Yu Lan, full of inquiry.
’If the photo is real, why is Lanlan acting like she doesn’t know Yu Wenzhou?’
For a moment, his mind raced with countless scenarios of a heartless female abandoning her partner and child.
Yet, he still had to confidently answer everyone’s questions:
"Yes, the photo is real."
As Li Yucheng spoke, his eyes were fixed on Yu Wenzhou’s face,
afraid that this man would cause a scene.
’Even though it was pretty immoral for Lanlan to abandon him...’
’...but Lanlan didn’t abandon me.’
’As Yu Lan’s Beast Husband, he’d just have to be her accomplice.’
Who knew that as the news Li Yucheng brought—that the photo was real—exploded in the air,
Yu Lan was completely stunned.
"What do you mean the photo is real, with no signs of being photoshopped?"
The pretty female’s face was filled with confusion.
The problem was, she had searched her memories, racked her brains, and still couldn’t find any memory of being with Yu Wenzhou.
The crucial thing was, at that moment, Yu Lan also received condemning gazes from both Pei Shiyi and Sheng Yiqing—the looks of fellow males sympathizing with one of their own.
It was as if she really were a heartless female who had deceived a male’s sincere heart only to cruelly abandon him.
Yu Lan: "..."
Just then, Yu Wenzhou’s figure swayed.
To everyone’s surprise, he actually spoke up and denied Li Yucheng’s words.
"No, your analysis was wrong."
"The photo is fake. I photoshopped it myself."
"It’s just that my skills are too exquisite; the machine just couldn’t detect it."
Yu Wenzhou snatched the photo back from Li Yucheng’s hand, clutching it tightly.
He emphasized again.
"The photo is fake."
"If you want to call the police and arrest me, do what you want."
After speaking, he slowly started walking toward the door of the hospital room.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
"Wait!"
The corners of Yu Wenzhou’s lips curved up slightly.
But his feet didn’t stop; he continued walking forward.
The next second,
Yu Wenzhou’s arm, which was hanging naturally at his side, was suddenly grabbed tightly by Yu Lan, who had hurried to catch up.
The young female’s beautiful and radiant face appeared before Yu Wenzhou’s eyes.
"Yu Wenzhou, wait a moment."
"I believe the photo is real, but I really don’t have any memory of it."
"Can you tell me about our past?"
Yu Lan’s eyes widened, her beautiful, amber-colored pupils staring earnestly at the man in front of her.
Yu Wenzhou’s pupils contracted sharply. He hadn’t expected his worst fear to be confirmed.
’She had really, truly forgotten their past.’
"Lanlan, you’ve lost your memory, haven’t you?"
