Xie Huaizheng held Su Zhaozhao’s hand, his dark eyes filled with worry. “How are you feeling now? Any better?”

Su Zhaozhao nodded. “Much better. What about Gu Qingran? How is she?”

“She’s been caught and is locked up now.”

Hearing this, Su Zhaozhao sighed. “I really didn’t expect her to come all the way here and manage to find me.”

Xie Huaizheng reached out and stroked her hair. “I’m sorry. I didn’t protect you well enough.”

“It’s okay, Huai Zheng. You were just out buying things for me. I don’t blame you.” Su Zhaozhao smiled sweetly at Xie Huaizheng.

“Let’s go home. It’s getting late.”

Xie Huaizheng nodded, but he still said, “I’ll go get a doctor to check on you one more time. If everything’s fine, we’ll get you discharged.”

Xie Huaizheng went out to call for a doctor.

Soon, the doctor came in to examine Su Zhaozhao. After confirming that she was in good condition, Xie Huaizheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Let’s go. We’re going home.” Xie Huaizheng reached out, took Su Zhaozhao’s hand, and led her out of the hospital.

On the drive back, Su Zhaozhao sat beside him, quietly watching the scenery outside the window.

Xie Huaizheng turned his head to look at the young woman’s face, shrouded in the dim, hazy light.

She was as beautiful as ever, but because she had just fainted, her complexion still looked a bit pale.

‘I need to help Su Zhaozhao build up her strength,’ Xie Huaizheng thought.

But…

Xie Huaizheng furrowed his brow and asked Su Zhaozhao, “Do you want to eat something? You haven’t eaten anything tonight.”

“Mm, I’m not hungry,” Su Zhaozhao said. “I think I’m still a little weak. I’m very tired.”

When the car stopped, they got out, and Xie Huaizheng led Su Zhaozhao home by the hand.

When Huang Jiqin saw them return, she immediately took Su Zhaozhao’s hand. “Zhaozhao, how are you? I heard from Huai Zheng that you were in danger and got hurt today. How are you? Are you alright?”

Su Zhaozhao shook her head. “I’m fine. Huai Zheng took care of me. I don’t know why I fainted back there.”

“That’s good. Oh, I made you some chicken soup. Have some to warm yourself up. There are other dishes too, so eat up, okay?”

Huang Jiqin enthusiastically pulled Su Zhaozhao to a seat at the dining table and ladled out some soup for her.

The steaming chicken soup was placed in front of Su Zhaozhao. Red dates and goji berries floated on top—it was clearly a very nourishing, blood-enriching brew.

Su Zhaozhao looked at Huang Jiqin and immediately smiled. “Thank you, Mom.”

“It’s all Huai Zheng’s fault. He didn’t take good care of you,” Huang Jiqin said to Su Zhaozhao.

Then, she shot Xie Huaizheng a look. “You! From now on, when you take Zhaozhao out, you must not leave her by herself. Don’t you know how easily she could get into danger like that?”

“Mom, I won’t let it happen again.”

Xie Huaizheng was also lost in self-blame. ‘I have to watch over Su Zhaozhao more carefully.’

He turned his head to look at Su Zhaozhao. Seeing her eating, he found himself staring, lost in thought.

After dinner, the two returned to their room. Xie Huaizheng looked at her and said, “Zhaozhao, you said tonight is the last day to make your decision, right?”

Su Zhaozhao nodded. “That’s right. Huai Zheng, we can be together forever now!”

“So you’ve already made your decision?”

“Yes, Huai Zheng. I told you a long time ago, I choose you.” After speaking, Su Zhaozhao moved closer and wrapped her arms around Xie Huaizheng.

She snuggled her head against Xie Huaizheng’s chest, rubbing against him.

But as Xie Huaizheng looked at the girl in his arms, his brows knitted tighter and tighter.

Then, he abruptly pulled Su Zhaozhao out of his embrace.

His eyes, now sharp and cold, stared at the girl before him, devoid of all their usual warmth.

“Who are you?” Xie Huaizheng asked coldly.

Su Zhaozhao looked at him, completely bewildered. “I’m your wife, of course. What’s wrong with you? Do you have a fever? Or did you transmigrate just like me?”

“You’re not.” Xie Huaizheng took two steps back, staring at the woman in front of him who looked identical to Su Zhaozhao.

The shell was Su Zhaozhao’s, but the aura she gave off was completely different.

Even though she seemed to be doing a good job of imitating her, in Xie Huaizheng’s eyes, a fake was a fake.

‘He was so familiar with Su Zhaozhao; how could he possibly not recognize her?’

“Are you doubting me? Huai Zheng, I chose to abandon my family for you, and now you refuse to acknowledge who I am?”

As the woman said this, she felt a pang of sadness.

“I’ll ask you just one thing: where did the real Su Zhaozhao go? What did you do with her?”

At this moment, Xie Huaizheng’s expression was incredibly cold. His thin lips were pressed into a tight line, and his hands were clenched into fists.

‘Could it be that Su Zhaozhao chose to go home after all? And this girl is the so-called “original owner” that Zhaozhao mentioned before?’

‘If that’s really the case, does that mean he and his Zhaozhao are going to be separated?’

‘Even if this woman looked exactly like his wife, Xie Huaizheng still couldn’t accept it.’

‘Their appearances were the same, but their souls were different. He couldn’t accept that either.’

‘In fact, he found it unbearable.’

‘They looked identical, but their mannerisms and the way they did things were completely different.’

Xie Huaizheng gritted his teeth, glaring at the woman in front of him as if he wanted to kill her.

The woman who looked like Su Zhaozhao watched his expression for a long moment before sighing. “Alright, Xie Huaizheng. I admit it, you guessed right. I’m not really Su Zhaozhao.”

“So, where did the real Su Zhaozhao go?”

The woman didn’t answer him, muttering to herself instead, “I really don’t get it. What flaw gave me away? I really thought I’d hidden it perfectly.”

‘She had the same appearance, and she’d tried so hard to imitate the personality of the Su Zhaozhao from her memories.’

‘She’d even been appropriately clingy with Xie Huaizheng, yet he’d somehow discovered in such a short time that she wasn’t the Su Zhaozhao he loved.’

“Actually, you gave yourself away in many places. She prefers to call me Hubby, not by my name. Also, your movements are too stiff. Even though you tried hard to imitate her, it’s not close enough. It’s unnatural.”

“As expected of Camp Commander Xie. You have some sharp eyes,” the woman said with a small laugh. “I was hoping to bluff my way through, but I didn’t expect you to see through it.”

“So can you tell me now? Where did my Zhaozhao go?”

Hearing him call her “my Zhaozhao,” the woman suddenly felt a twinge of bitterness.

‘Sure enough, love she couldn’t win for herself would never truly be hers, even if someone else won it for her.’

‘Neither Xie Huaizheng nor Xie Huaizhen ever liked her.’

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