Wen Yue had already learned Wen Yan's secret from Miao Daoxing beforehand.
She was shocked for a long time after finding out.
If Si Moyan knew, he would definitely divorce Wen Yan immediately!
No man could tolerate a woman's deception, let alone the fact that Wen Yan was now an alien invader.
Wen Yue stared intently at Si Moyan, thoroughly looking forward to the moment he learned the truth.
She hoped he would fly into a rage out of humiliation, slap Wen Yan hard a few times, and then ask for a divorce.
Or perhaps, send Wen Yan to the Special Security Bureau to be studied.
Miao Daoxing did not give Wen Yan a chance to stop him. He said directly, "She is a cuckoo in the nest, a soul from another world. She is not the real Wen Yan at all!"
Being exposed so nakedly by Miao Daoxing, Wen Yan's heartbeat sped up uncontrollably.
Ever since she transmigrated, she had never thought about confessing her identity to Si Moyan.
She previously felt that after completing her capture target mission, she would leave.
Because she didn't care, there was no need to explain.
But now, she had slowly started to treat the Si family as her own relatives.
Si Moyan's place in her heart had also gradually deepened.
She did not want them to look at her with strange eyes.
She wasn't sure if Si Moyan would hire a Daoist priest to exorcise her or drive her away after learning her identity!
[I'm done for. Am I about to become an abandoned wealthy wife?]
[Forget about being an abandoned wife. The most crucial thing is that the strategy mission requires me to be by Iceberg Si's side, otherwise, I will die again!]
[After eating Liu Yunru's gossip, the affection value rose to 30. With seven more pieces of gossip, I can complete the mission. Is God trying to kill me right now? What a sin!]
Afraid that Si Moyan wouldn't believe him, Miao Daoxing added, "Mr. Si, I can summon the soul of the original Wen Yan back and let you talk to her!"
Si Moyan's thin, crimson lips pressed tightly together, and he swept a sinister glance at Miao Daoxing.
Looked at by him like that, Miao Daoxing's back immediately oozed a hair-raising chill.
"I know very well what kind of person my wife is. If you spout nonsense again, I'll make you pay for it!"
Si Moyan was a businessman. Usually, he wouldn't speak so absolutely, but at this moment, the cold glint in his eyes was like countless poisoned arrows piercing ruthlessly toward Miao Daoxing.
Si Moyan tightly gripped Wen Yan's slender, fair fingers. He pulled her into his arms, and right in front of the others, he bowed his head and kissed her red lips.
Wen Yan's eyes widened slightly, her long, thick eyelashes fluttering like two little brushes.
Seeing this scene, Wen Yue widened her eyes in shock.
Si Moyan knew that Wen Yan's core was a soul from another world, so why wasn't he disgusted at all?
Instead, he treated her like a rare treasure, firmly protecting her in his broad, sturdy embrace.
With Si Moyan's cold and ascetic personality, if he didn't care about her to his very bones, how could he kiss a woman in front of others?
At this moment, Wen Yue was so jealous that her heart twisted.
Gu Beichen couldn't do what Si Moyan did. For the sake of his reputation, he didn't even dare to make his relationship with her public.
It turned out that being favored by a man would make even onlookers envious and jealous!
Si Moyan put his arm around the stiff-bodied Wen Yan and entered the Western restaurant.
The two sat at a window seat. After ordering, they both fell into silence.
Wen Yan lifted her long eyelashes and carefully glanced at the man sitting opposite her.
The man's handsome, sharply contoured face was tense, and the thin lips under his high nose bridge were pressed into a straight line.
When he wasn't smiling or joking, he appeared cold, sharp, and freezing.
Wen Yan's heart was in turmoil.
She had no way to deny Miao Daoxing's words.
She was indeed a soul from another world.
[Sob, Iceberg Si seems to have returned to how he was the first day I transmigrated and met him—cold, ruthless, and unapproachable.]
[He kissed me earlier just because he didn't want Wen Yue and the others to see us as a joke, right? He must be calculating how to bring up the divorce with me now, right?]
[How should I tell him? That this concubine deserves a thousand deaths, and only hid it from him to save my life?]
Just as Wen Yan was feeling restless, Si Moyan's bottomless, dark, narrow eyes looked toward her.
"Wen Yan," he called her by her full name. Wen Yan's heart instantly leaped to her throat.
[Here he comes, here he comes! He's going to bring up the divorce!]
[To save my life, should I strip naked tonight and deliver myself to his bed, making him take responsibility after sleeping with me?]
The words on the tip of Si Moyan's tongue were almost swallowed back down.
He curled his large hand into a fist, placed it by his lips, and coughed softly. "I didn't doubt Miao Daoxing's words. Actually, I already knew."
Huh?
Wen Yan widened her eyes, her face full of shock.
He already knew?
What did he know?
Si Moyan's dark eyes looked at her intently, wishing he could see straight into the depths of her soul.
"There's a huge difference between you and the previous Wen Yan. She liked Gu Beichen, stole secrets for him, secretly dated him, and cuckolded me. When facing me, she never smiled. Of course, I didn't care for it anyway."
"But you are different. You call me hubby, buy me gifts, deliberately tease me, help my family, and even make me call you 'baby'..."
The more the man said, the hotter Wen Yan's bright and beautiful face became.
[How does he know everything?]
[So embarrassing, he even knows I was deliberately teasing him.]
"Beautiful skin is a dime a dozen, but an interesting soul is one in a million." Si Moyan reached out his long, large hand and firmly grasped her slender, white hand. "Wen Yan, it's only because it's you that my heart beats faster, and that I like you. You are not allowed to leave, understand?"
Hearing his words, Wen Yan's heart was inexplicably moved.
[I'm doomed. He's so good at this now. What do I do if I get conquered by him before I even finish my capture mission?]
The corners of Si Moyan's lips, which had been tightly pressed together, unconsciously revealed a faint smile.
Earlier, when he heard Miao Daoxing say he was going to summon the previous Wen Yan's soul back, he was truly afraid and panicked.
He didn't dare to imagine what he would do if he lost the current Wen Yan.
Just thinking about it made his heart panic immensely, as if a piece of it was missing.
...
The Wen family.
When Mother Wen learned that there was a soul from another world inside Wen Yan's body, she was furious.
"No wonder I thought she had gotten smarter. It turns out my biological daughter was killed by her!"
After Wen Shiyu pacified Mother Wen's emotions, he spoke with a cold and indifferent expression, "Master Miao, do you have a way to make my biological sister's soul return to its place? Drive away that otherworldly soul, and preferably shatter her soul so she can never be reincarnated!"
Mother Wen immediately nodded in agreement; her eldest son was the smart one.
Miao Daoxing pondered for a moment before saying, "There is a way, but I need a strand of hair and a drop of blood from you, Mr. Wen, and the two young masters of the Wen family. After Wen Yan and I finish recording the show, I will make her leave your daughter's body and shatter her soul!"
Hearing Miao Daoxing's words, a flash of excitement and a sinister smile crossed the eyes of Wen Yue and Wen Shiyu.
If Wen Yan's original soul returned, she would turn back into that stupid, pig-headed good-for-nothing, and would no longer have the qualifications to act as a tyrant's accomplice!
