Wanwan is not Wanwan: Who will spoil you after you are reborn?

After Feiyue left, Shen Wanwan brought the porridge and sat on the chair beside the bed.

As soon as Pei Wanwan heard the words "Mr. Xie" from Feiyue's mouth, her face changed immediately and her body trembled slightly. Mr. Xie, is it him?

She raised her eyes to look at Shen Wanwan, "Wanwan, the person you were planning to talk to me about last night was that young master named Mo Xuan. His last name is Xie, right?"

"Come on, open your mouth, ah..."

Pei Wanwan opened her mouth obediently, but her eyes were fixed on Shen Wanwan's face.

"Don't think about anything now. Just drink your porridge obediently. You have to take care of your body first. Don't forget what our relationship is now. You are you, but you are also me. We have to face the current situation together.

"It's true that he's your cousin, but officially I'm his cousin now. In other words, when you see him again, you can't throw yourself into his arms and call him cousin. I should be the one to do it, but I can't do it. At least not yet. I'm not mentally prepared to do it. Do you understand?"

Pei Wanwan finished a bowl of porridge very calmly, so calmly that Shen Wanwan thought she was hysterical.

"Well, you did well today. You just finished your porridge, so you shouldn't get too excited. Let yourself digest this news for a while. As for me, I'll fill my stomach first and then tell you in detail."

"Don't worry, we are one now. There are some things I must tell you even if you don't ask, and I can only tell you. Otherwise, I will be alone and lonely and at a loss."

Shen Wanwan ate and drank quietly. When she looked up, she saw that Pei Wanwan had burst into tears without her knowing when.

Shen Wanwan shook her head and sighed. At least when she felt wronged, she still had Bai Yueguang to mourn her loss. But she herself had nothing. The thought of it made her feel sad.

"I knew you would be like this, otherwise I would have told you all my guesses last night. But you were so emotionally agitated, how could your body handle it?"

Shen Wanwan handed over a handkerchief. "Now that you know that person is fine, you should be happy. Why are you crying? You're crying so sadly. Someone who doesn't know would think I did something to you."

Pei Wanwan burst out laughing, "Wanwan, you've become bad."

"Yes, you've noticed, haven't you? Ever since we became like this, the words that come out of my mouth are no different from the words that come out of your mouth. I've long lost myself. You're right. I'm such a poor idiot."

Pei Wanwan nodded repeatedly. "That unlucky Miss Wanwan, tell me quickly, how did you guess that he was my cousin?"

Shen Wanwan blinked, "This is all thanks to you. If you hadn't kept emphasizing to me that Boss Chen might be the King of Qin, I wouldn't have deliberately tricked them into saying this.

"It has been confirmed that the man is the King of Qin. Considering Xie Moxuan's attitude towards me, oh no, towards you, it's hard not to doubt his identity.

"I wanted to trick Ling Shuang last night, but the secret guard was too alert, so I only confirmed King Qin's identity from her words. As for Xie Moxuan's identity, I just got confirmation from Feiyue.

"Wanwan, now that we know that man is your cousin, let's not rush to leave. At least wait until you recover, then we can find a way to go back. Perhaps, just like the King of Qin said, once you are well, he will let us go."

Last night's speculation was just speculation, but now that it's confirmed, they don't have to think about leaving. They're not fugitives, so the King of Qin has no reason to keep them.

"But my mother..."

"Don't worry about this. I believe Xie Moxuan has already thought of this and will definitely ask someone to secretly pass the message to your mother. Let's just live a carefree life here for a few days."

This was also the reason why she slept so soundly last night. After being reborn from the dead, she had been living in fear for so many days. She found that they had been living in fear like mice these days, which was simply a joke.

Shen Wanwan's mood suddenly became a little low. Wasn't not only these few days, but her life as a whole a joke?

On the wedding day, my fiancé of five years ran away with my own sister. There is probably no bigger joke than this.

It was dusk when she was stabbed in the heart and pushed into the Beijiang River. No one would have seen her tragic death. They might not even know that she was dead, let alone care where she died.

"Wanwan?"