Chapter 1451: Chapter 1374: Default

Everything before this was just speculation, his deductions based on various signs.

Now this was concrete evidence, irrefutable evidence.

When he opened the file and saw the matching data, Jun Mochan finally broke into a slow smile.

There was nothing more reassuring than this, and no other piece of evidence more convincing.

“Should we go tell Ranran now?” Zhou Xian said, excitedly.

Jun Mochan shook his head, “No, don’t rush.”

His fingers brushed over the data on the page, “I want to know more about why she can’t remember.”

Zhou Xian immediately understood what Jun Mochan meant. Even if he went to tell her now that she wasn’t Wen Cai, Ye Ranran wouldn’t believe it.

Even if she did believe it, she probably wouldn’t be willing to leave with him, because she had her parents and brother here.

Even though they weren’t related by blood, they treated her with the utmost care.

As soon as this thought occurred to him, he heard Jun Mochan’s unusually cold voice break through, “Ranran lost her mother at a young age, and her father married another woman. Since she was a child, she’s always wished for loving parents. Everything she has now is what she has longed for in her deepest heart, so she won’t leave easily.”

Someone must have probed into the most hidden desires of her heart, then magnified them infinitely. It’s like an illusion, one that keeps her trapped within it.

Unless she wakes up, she won’t leave.

“Even if she genuinely agrees, there would be far too many complications.” Setting Fu Rong aside, her cheap parents and brother wouldn’t be easy to deal with.

She’s gone head-to-head with them, and they’re utterly impenetrable, showing no intention of letting her go.

As for Wen Cai—whether or not she is actually their daughter—he doesn’t believe they don’t know.

“So what now? Just sit here and do nothing?” Zhou Xian was visibly agitated.

“The young master’s idea is for us to figure out some way to help Ranran recall a little something. Of course, it would be even better if she happened to discover the truth herself,” Chu Ji, who hadn’t spoken until now, interjected.

“Mm, exactly. So send a copy of this document to Fu Rong and the entire Wen Family.”

If they want to play, let’s all play.

The next round of the game begins once again.

Ye Ranran had no idea the storm brewing outside.

She stepped out of Tang Sheng’s residence. He lived in Fu Rong’s private house, situated in a bustling district yet cleverly shielded by greenery that blocked out noise.

It achieved the effect of tranquility within chaos.

A faint smile lingered on her face because Tang Sheng had told her that in another two months of medication, she’d be fully recovered.

She’d be able to live a normal life again.

For someone who’d been on medication for two years, this was the best news she could possibly hope for.

A little while later, her smile grew wider because an idiot just crashed his car into a tree.

Who knows what pretty girl he was ogling that made him lose himself so completely.

One stepped out of the car and stood half a meter away, looking at her.

He took one step forward, then seemed to think better of it and withdrew his foot again.

Seeing his dazed and fumbling demeanor, Ye Ranran’s lips curled, “This tree is city government property, bought with taxpayer money. Since you’ve damaged it, you’ll need to compensate for it.”

“Ah.” One hadn’t expected her to suddenly speak to him and was momentarily dumbstruck, before hurriedly responding, “H-How much? I can afford to pay.”

“You weren’t staring at me so intently just now that you crashed into the tree, were you?” Ye Ranran blinked at him.

One lowered his head, and the gesture was almost an admission.