Chapter 1438: Chapter 1361: Contradiction

That was a device incorporating both a bug and a video recorder, and it was incredibly small and flexible, as thin as a strand of hair.

He planted it in Tang Sheng’s hair.

The difficulty mainly lay in the materials used, as making it so small was no easy task.

Installing a listening device at Tang Sheng’s residence, for them, was really too easy.

However, that approach required more time and also came with the risk of being discovered.

So, he went to great lengths to embed it in his hair, the only downside being that the device was still in its trial phase, meaning the technology wasn’t fully matured.

It occasionally malfunctioned.

Hopefully, it would work fine this time.

Once Tang Sheng was back, he immediately sought Fu Rong, needing to check on Wen Cai’s background, or more precisely, the background of the fake Wen Cai.

If he wanted to continue like this, he would definitely need to guard against Jun Mochan.

Before that, he needed to have a basic understanding of the people involved.

Unfortunately, Fu Rong was not at his residence, he was at the Wen Family’s.

Ye Ranran sat on a swing, holding a book in her hand, her feet barely off the ground, lightly swaying.

But upon closer inspection, one would notice her attention wasn’t on the book at all, as she hadn’t turned a single page for a long time.

However, in his rage, Fu Rong didn’t notice. He thought she would be sad, crying, heartbroken, but there was none. Her face was calm as if nothing had happened.

She didn’t care at all.

Was it because of that man today? Was she attracted to him?

Had she fallen for another?

Just the thought of that possibility made Fu Rong’s insides churn, as if he had consumed a large vat of vinegar.

His feelings for this current Wen Cai were complicated. He wanted to love her, just as he loved the real Wen Cai, but his reason constantly reminded him.

She wasn’t Wen Cai, she was just a shadow of Wen Cai; she was the Wen Cai he had crafted.

The real Wen Cai had died long ago, died in his arms, and he personally took her to be cremated and buried her with his own hands.

When he missed her and touched the cold tombstone, he finally knew that he loved her.

Loved the woman who always followed behind him, like his tail, like his shadow.

But she was gone, and he had missed her forever.

He extracted her memories, thinking that when he missed her, he would recall them.

Gradually, he started to realize what he had lost, guessing that from then on, no one would ever wholeheartedly be good to him again.

Such a love, he would never have again.

He had lost the love of his life.

Just as he was about to accept this reality, she appeared. Even though her face was ruined, from those intact brows and eyes, he could imagine how similar that face was.

Without thinking, he saved her and made those crazed decisions.

He resisted her, yet was unable to push her away. He tried countless times, to stay away from her, to push her away, but every time was like today.

When she showed intentions of distancing herself, he urgently pulled her back.

His mind was flooded with myriad emotions, like a tangled mess, which got even more entangled the more he tried to untangle, yet his steps never stopped.

Walking up beside Ye Ranran, he threw the book in her hand aside, forcefully pulled her up from the swing, and held her tightly in his arms.

“What are you doing?” Ye Ranran strongly resisted.