With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Chapter 784 The Bullet Screen Deception 6
But she resisted the urge to leave the room and even locked the door from the inside. In an emergency, she dialed the number of Shen Muzhi, which was mentioned in the comments.

While waiting for Shen Muzhi, Shao Yifan knocked on the door and asked if she had anything to do. Because of this, she began to believe what the comments on the live stream said: the commotion that happened that night was very likely arranged by the housekeeper.

However, after investigation, no evidence was found.

Moreover, one thing can't prove anything. Unconsciously, she became more suspicious of the housekeeper. She didn't even realize that, influenced by the comments, her heart gradually leaned towards the Shen family.

Later, a series of events led her to completely believe that the Shen family were the ones who truly cared for her.

The ending is that one day he wakes up to find himself in a mental hospital.

Of course, she married Shen Muzhi at that time.

At that time, she was even reminiscing about the day she married Shen Muzhi. The comments section was full of blessings and congratulations to her, and people said that the TV adaptation was good. It's such a sad ending.

She felt like it was all a dream.

Reflecting on what had happened, I was momentarily mentally disoriented.

Deep down, she knew that she had been deliberately framed and schemed against.

Although the Shen family members looked worried and concerned when they came to see her, she didn't believe it at all.

She still believed that she had no mental problems, but given her situation at the time, the more she said she wasn't sick, the more others thought she was sick, and she couldn't prove it at all.

"Is it not to your liking?" Chen Qing had been watching Azhen closely. Seeing that she was eating very little, she asked, "If there's anything you like, you must tell me, okay? Your mother and I are very good sisters. Just make yourself at home here, don't be too polite."

Azhen nodded in agreement: "It's quite delicious, but I'm not very hungry."

After dinner, Chen Qing looked around and couldn't help but curse, "Where's the eldest brother? Where's the third brother?"

Shen Muzhi, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up and said indifferently, "He probably went upstairs to play games."

He glanced at Azhen and said, "Are you taking Xiaozhen back? I'll take Xiaozhen."

The two villas are not far apart, just a few minutes' walk apart.

“This third brother…” Chen Qing shook her head and smiled bitterly, “Alright, you take Xiao Zhen back. That third brother is really unreliable.”

"Xiao Zhen, let your brother Mu Zhi take you home. Auntie will help you teach Shen Mu Yang a lesson later. It's not right for him to run upstairs to play games right after eating. I really don't know when he'll grow up." Chen Qing looked both troubled and helpless.

Azhen naturally wouldn't say anything more.

Shen Muzhi picked up her schoolbag, and she followed beside him.

The journey, which took only a few minutes, was quick and quiet, until they arrived at the Qiao family villa.

"Do you have my phone number?" Shen Muzhi asked casually.

Azhen shook her head, and then Shen Muzhi reached out to her, gesturing for her to take out her phone.

A-Zhuang handed the phone to the other person, but did not unlock it.

Shen Muzhi glanced at his phone and, clearly noticing this, paused, took out his own phone, and then asked for Azhen's phone number.

As Azhen took her phone, she gave him her phone number.

Shen Muzhi called soon after, and she made a note of his name on her phone.

"If you need anything in the future, you can call this number."

"Okay, take care, Brother Mu." Azhen replied, turned around, put on her schoolbag, and took her phone into the Qiao family villa.

[Shen Muzhi, judging from the comments, will I choose to marry him in the future? Really? He's quite good-looking, but I don't like his type.]

Shen Muzhi, who had already turned back, suddenly stopped and subconsciously looked at Azhen, who was about to enter the room, his eyes filled with undisguised surprise.

Where did the sound he just heard come from?
The voice sounded somewhat like Qiao Zhen's, but upon closer inspection, there were subtle differences. Shen Muzhi's expression was one of surprise and uncertainty. He quickly realized a possibility: could it be a thought? Could something so absurd be possible? His first thought was whether it was some kind of conspiracy.

My mind was a bit of a mess, and for the first time, I felt a little flustered.

"Xiao Zhen." In the end, he called out to A Zhen as she walked through the gate.

Azhen turned around and smiled: "Brother Muzhi, is there anything else? But it's so late, you should rest. Otherwise, I should invite you into my house for a while."

[The comments say something's going to happen tonight, like the butler playing a trick on me and getting Shao Yifan to come to my rescue. I don't know exactly when or how he'll do it. The comments also suggest the Shen family can be trusted. Should I ask them for help?]

Shen Muzhi's expression almost changed drastically, but he quickly lowered his eyes and calmed himself down so that he would not show any unusual expression.

After Qiao Zhen said that, another sound came from behind. At that time, her mouth didn't move; it was tightly closed, unlike ventriloquism. If it were ventriloquism, the mouth wouldn't be completely closed.

The other party didn't make any other movements, so it shouldn't be a recording being played.

Moreover, he had just made another preparation: he secretly turned on his phone to record audio.

If it's a genuine thought, when he plays the recording later, it definitely won't contain the part that the other person was thinking. If it's not a genuine thought, the recording will definitely be audible.

Shen Muzhi took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing. Muyang is just a playful person. Don't mind what happened earlier. Okay, go home and rest."

“Okay, Brother Muzhi,” Azhen replied with a smile.

At the same time, Shen Muzhi heard a familiar voice again: "[He's quite polite and courteous, but he's still not my type. What I like is...]"

But then there was no sound.

Shen Muzhi was a bit flustered and didn't want to argue any longer. He turned and headed towards his home, his expression no longer composed. His steps quickened, and he rushed into his room once he got home. Taking a deep breath, he pulled out his phone and played the recording from before.

"Xiao Zhen."

"Brother Mu, is there anything else? But it's so late, you should rest. Otherwise, I should invite you into my home for a while."

"It's nothing. Mu Yang is just a playful person. Don't mind what happened earlier. Okay, go home and rest."

"Okay, Brother Mu."

No! He didn't record the two slightly different sentences he heard earlier.

So, he really heard Qiao Zhen's inner thoughts just now?
Shen Muzhi looked shocked, turned off his phone, got up and left the room, then went to Shen Zhenxiong's study.

Shen Zhenxiong was somewhat surprised to see him: "Did you deliver the person?"

"It's been delivered." Shen Muzhi's expression still held some surprise and uncertainty, which puzzled Shen Zhenxiong.

"What happened?"

"I think I heard Xiaozhen's inner thoughts." Shen Muzhi's expression of surprise had not yet faded when he said this.

After he finished speaking, Shen Zhenxiong immediately thought that Shen Muzhi was joking.

But his eldest son didn't seem to be joking.

"Are you sure that's what you really think?"

Shen Muzhi nodded in agreement, and then he recounted what had happened before.

"Let's go see a psychiatrist tomorrow, and we'll see about the rest later," Shen Zhenxiong finally said.

This was ultimately too outrageous. He was more worried that his eldest son might have mental problems and needed treatment as soon as possible.

Even if Shen Zhenxiong hadn't mentioned it, Shen Muzhi had the same thought. So far, only he had heard it, which couldn't prove whether he was hallucinating or not. It would be safer to see a psychiatrist.

Get treatment as soon as you're sick.