Just after Tang Zhen and others introduced themselves, it was almost as if they had “wanting to climb the ranks” written on their faces.
Tang Zhen even mentioned that he had used hypnosis tools on his pitiable beautiful wife.
Yan Chuan felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.
So, does Su have memories from the script? Is he a contestant or an NPC?
As Yan Chuan’s mind wandered, Su finally spoke.
“When my wife was still with me,” his voice deep and calm, “I discovered that my beautiful wife had become enchanted by a wild man from outside.”
Su’s response was peculiar and secretive.
In the script where he took on the role of the husband, how was his wife’s infidelity considered a secret?
Jiang Qi was quite intrigued, adopting a serious listening posture.
He even nudged Ke Li to pay attention.
Su continued speaking.
“My wife is beautiful and innocent; she waits at home for me to return from work every day. Although my work keeps me busy, our life is wonderful.”
He meticulously described a period of bliss after their marriage, but then the tone shifted.
“However, one day, I found that two idle thugs moved into the apartment building. They not only had bad character but also serious moral flaws.”
“They coveted other people’s beautiful wives.”
At this point, Su’s tone grew more somber, his anger still palpable as he recalled the events.
“They took advantage of their youth and vitality, thinking they could do something inappropriate to someone else’s wife.”
“Under the guise of helping others, they tried to seduce someone into doing something out of line while their partners were away.”
“Fortunately, I had foreseen this; a qualified husband should always care for his wife.” For some reason, the handsome yet gloomy man spoke with a prideful tone, “I discovered them in time and resolved this little issue.”
Su paused, “Of course, I also corrected a few minor mistakes my wife made.”
“Is that your secret?”
Ke Li, who had been patiently listening, finally couldn’t resist asking after hearing about Su’s interactions with his “beautiful and innocent” wife.
Su shook his head.
“The secret I want to tell is,” he paused for a moment before continuing, “I also became his husband using this same method.”
A silence engulfed the atmosphere after this statement.
After the handsome yet gloomy man said, “I also became his husband using the same method,” the conversation around the long table shifted from fanciful thoughts to a suspicious silence.
First, he mentioned that there were two wild men coveting his wife, praised his wife’s beauty, and then revealed that he, too, obtained his “beautiful and pure” wife in the same way.
What did this mean?
The dragon slayer becomes the dragon?
The men present couldn’t help but think of this phrase.
At the same time, they keenly sensed something intriguing.
When Tang Zhen answered questions earlier, he also mentioned being the secret lover of “the beautiful wife” in a particular script, and that she had a well-respected husband.
Now, Su mentioned that two wild men were coveting his beautiful wife.
Could their “beautiful wife” be the same person?
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that they all ended up at the same long table?
Within the silence, this connection added a different dimension.
What kind of face did their “beautiful wife” have? Meeting the description of “both beautiful and pure,” yet still capable of unwittingly seducing so many men?
Was it deliberate on her part, or was she unknowingly treating each man the same, unaware that they might have ambiguous thoughts?
If it were the latter, they genuinely wanted to meet her.
Jiang Qi flipped over the card in his hand, returning to the original little ghost card. The long-haired magician wore a smile akin to the one he had when teasing Yan Chuan earlier.
His gaze lingered on Yan Chuan for a moment, especially focusing on those dark, sparkling eyes.
“Your wife…” Jiang Qi paused, asking ambiguously, “What kind of person is she?”
“How could she attract so many men?”
{Your wife, my wife, all the same~}
{No asking embarrassing questions about the wives!}
{I’ve let it slip; Yan Bao’s husband has another one, me!}
{Wah, wah, wah, why does my wife have so many husbands? When will it be my turn?}
{It’s nothing; every script of my wife has four or five husbands. How many people are around this table?}
Su nodded slightly, not offended by Jiang Qi’s sudden question.
He simply spoke like a proud husband, finding every opportunity to praise his wife in front of everyone, turning to Jiang Qi with a slightly inquisitive gaze.
“My wife is a very innocent and lovely person,” Su said, “She is delicate, enjoys peace, and doesn’t like going out; she waits at home for me to return from work.”
“Our relationship is great; every day she gives me a good morning kiss and a good night kiss, saying she’ll wait for me to come home.”
“She’s timid, afraid to meet neighbors, and needs to stay by my side when going out.”
…
Su reminisced, speaking for a long time with admiration for his “beautiful wife.”
Jiang Qi, the one asking the questions, had a pensive look and even inquired about the details of their relationship.
The two exchanged questions and answers, as if they were not in a special variety show arranged for escape, but rather in a cozy home conversation, boasting about their wives.
Only the two of them were speaking at the long table, implicitly allowing the shift in conversation.
Yan Chuan stared down, watching the pristine white tablecloth.
The cloth, now creased from his grip, had turned his fingertips slightly pale from the pressure, yet he could not resist the heat rising in his cheeks.
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