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Shen Ruojing had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was.

When she was in Country A, she always mistook Song Chen for Chu Cichen.

But now that she was back in China, she somehow felt that Chu Cichen was Song Chen.

She felt like she was going crazy, confused by these two men.

Jing Zhen’s skills were too impressive. If what she was thinking was true, he could really create an identical person!

While she was lost in thought, “Chu Cichen” showed a look of grievance. “Jingjing, it’s been two weeks since we parted. Don’t you miss me?’

This dog of a man, pretending to be pitiful again.

Perhaps because Shen Ruojing had developed some feelings for Song Chen while abroad, she felt guilty facing Chu Cichen now, so she coughed and took a step forward, extending her arm.

Upon seeing her acting like this, Song Chen’s face lit up with joy.

Six years ago, they dated for half a year, but Jing Zhen strictly forbade him from getting close to Shen Ruojing, so they didn’t even hold hands. To be honest, she was more like a familiar stranger to him.

He had used Chu Cichen’s identity to date her once a week.

Each date lasted one or two hours, and they always did the same thing, walking around the park.

Sometimes, the girl looked at him, sometimes it seemed like she didn’t...it was always unpredictable, making him feel insecure.

But now, he could finally hug her...

Song Chen thought, fantasizing about holding a warm, fragrant beauty in his arms...

However, the next moment, Shen Ruojing’s phone suddenly rang. She gave “Chu Cichen” an apologetic look and answered the phone. She then heard the butler’s voice. ‘Miss Shen, there’s someone outside who looks exactly like the Young Master.”

Shen Ruojing. “?”

She raised an eyebrow. Did Song Chen come looking for her?

She instinctively looked at “Chu Cichen” and spoke to the butler with a hint of nervousness, “Tell him to leave.”

The butler was silent for a moment. “Madam, he said he won’t leave without seeing you.’

Shen Ruojing.

If it were before, she would have just sent Song Chen away.

Especially now that she knew the truth and understood that Song Chen was just a fake Chu Cichen created by Jing Zhen, she had no more reason to have any ties with Song Chen.

But for some reason, thinking of him stubbornly standing outside the door— especially the scene that flashed through her mind was Song Chen in the uniform of imperial guards, standing outside her yard, guarding her day and night in Country A—Shen Ruojing suddenly couldn’t bring herself to be harsh.

She lowered her gaze and said, “I got it.”

Hanging up the phone, she looked at the man in front of her. “Song Chen is here.

The man’s face changed slightly. He wanted to say something, but Shen

Ruojing said, “I’ll go see him and send him away.”

A hint of reluctance flashed across the man’s face. He wanted to stop her, but thinking of what Chu Cichen would do, he knew that as Chu Cichen, he couldn’t stop Shen Ruojing.

Hence, he lowered his gaze. “Okay, I’ll wait for you to come back”

“No need to wait for me. You’re injured, rest early,” said Shen Ruojing. She then turned and walked out of the door without any hesitation.

Seeing her leaving like that, Song Chen clenched his fists, wondering why he always seemed to be the one left behind. When he was still Song Chen, he wanted to see Shen Ruojing at the hospital, but she ignored him.

Now that he was Chu Cichen, Shen Ruojing abandoned him and went to see Song Chen?

Song Chen tightened his fists.

Shen Ruojing walked out of the bedroom and headed out without hesitation. In fact, it had only been half a day since she last saw Song Chen, but she somehow felt a surge of excitement when she was about to see him again.

She soon arrived at the door and saw a tall, slender figure standing outside. The man was wearing black clothes, and the moonlight cast a halo on him, making it seem as if he was draped in a layer of gray gauze, causing him to give off a mysterious and gentle, yet hard temperament.

Shen Ruojing then walked up to him, and he seemed to sense her arrival, looking directly at her with deep affection and gaze in his phoenix-like eyes.

His intense gaze, perhaps due to the seductive night, made Shen Ruojing’s heart race.

She immediately suppressed the fluttering in her chest and asked, “Song Chen, what are you doing here? How did you find me?”

The man frowned and looked at her, his eyes pure like a small puppy. “1...1 can’t seem to remember anything, so I wanted to come and talk to you.”

Seeing his innocent expression, Shen Ruojing bit her lips. She felt a bit guilty for what he had gone through after losing his memory, which was all thanks to Jing Zhen. So she softened her tone and asked, “What do you want to talk about?”

The man did not enter the house but instead took a step back. Shen Ruojing then followed him outside, and they sat on the grass by the side of the road.

The road was neatly paved, with lawns on both sides. Shen Ruojing then asked the man, “You still haven’t told me how you found me.”

The man fell silent for a moment and then said, “I’m sorry, I used the GPS on your phone to locate you.’

Shen Ruojing was taken aback. The man then continued, “l feel like I’m not Song Chen..”