Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 838: Finally Knowing Who Cheng Yao Is
Cheng Yao drove the car back home without noticing anything unusual.
Fu Shihan was deep in thought, frowning.
Looking at it this way, this woman doesn’t seem like much. How could she have the guts to threaten my Wan God?
"Brother Han, why do you think she knows so much about our matters?"
Lin Rui slumped on the sofa playing games, puzzled.
"It’s one thing to know we’re here, but knowing which hotel we’re staying at, isn’t that going too far?"
"What’s more outrageous is that I arranged for the hotel booking, not your Fu Family." Su Wanxin whispered.
Lin Rui: "Is she a spy? Professional?"
A commercial spy isn’t entirely impossible...
Su Wanxin sank into contemplation, repeatedly recalling everything about Cheng Yao.
How many times had she seen Cheng Yao?
Under what circumstances?
What had Cheng Yao said?
Su Wanxin thought for a long time, focusing intently.
Fu Shihan sat not far away watching her, but she was unaware and remained dazed for almost half an hour. Suddenly, her expression changed and she accidentally knocked over the water glass on the table.
Fu Shihan came over immediately, wiping the water stains off her clothes, and softly asked, "What’s wrong?"
Su Wanxin seemed frightened by her own thoughts. She calmed herself down and turned to enter the bedroom.
Fu Shihan followed her, watching as she sat on the bed, head lowered and silent, then squatted down to look at her.
"Have you...forgotten all the memories related to me?" Su Wanxin looked at him and asked.
Fu Shihan nodded.
"Including the first time you met me back then?"
Fu Shihan thought for a bit; he indeed didn’t have any memory.
"When you went to the orphanage to pick me up, it was you, grandma, and...Aunt Mo."
Now, it seems the only option is to go back to ask Aunt Mo.
"So, have you remembered something?" Fu Shihan raised his hand to touch her face. "You’re this tense."
"I think I know who she is."
"Cheng Yao?"
"Yes."
"Have you seen her before?"
"I’m not sure. But I think it’s possible." Su Wanxin’s voice was very soft, as if she really remembered something particularly unpleasant.
Fu Shihan watched her like this, let out a heavy sigh, feeling extremely frustrated for forgetting things related to her at this moment.
"First, tell me what’s going on."
Fu Shihan got up, holding her as they lay down on the bed. Su Wanxin’s mind was chaotic, but some memories were unusually clear at the moment.
"Back then, your family found two girls who fit the criteria. I was one of them."
"You mean..." Fu Shihan’s eyes flickered slightly.
"Yes, I suspect Cheng Yao is that person." Su Wanxin seemed confused again: "But I remember that girl wasn’t named Cheng Yao."
"What was she called then?"
"Cheng Ran...yes, it was Cheng Ran." Su Wanxin nodded with certainty. "Yao is my courtesy name; I was called Su Yao when I was young. The name Su Wanxin...you gave me."
Fu Shihan was momentarily taken aback, then smiled meaningfully. He then asked, "You were called Su Yao, so your sister?"
"I was stolen back then, and my mom thought I was killed, so Yaoyao was given my name. She was originally supposed to be called Su Jin."
Su Wanxin didn’t know if her guess was right, but once she had this thought, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.
"So you’re suspecting that Cheng Yao is jealous of you for being taken by my family, and that’s why she hates you so much?" Fu Shihan was puzzled. "But isn’t she living well now? Living in a mansion, driving luxury cars, there’s no need for that, right?"
