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Shen Chuwei was stunned on the spot, no wonder that when they were with the Xingmiao Clan, something felt off when Xiao Jinyan called her Xiao Jiu; he had mistaken her for Feng Wuyou.

Even now, he mistook her for Feng Wuyou.

She felt a bit sad, always feeling that the relationship between Xiao Jinyan and Feng Wuyou was more than just childhood sweethearts and innocent childhood friends.

Seeing her not speaking, Xiao Jinyan became somewhat anxious, "Xiao Jiu, what’s wrong?"

Shen Chuwei explained, "I am not Feng Wuyou, I am Shen Chuwei, and I only look similar to her."

It was Xiao Jinyan’s turn to be stunned; having forgotten the events of the past, he didn’t immediately understand what was happening.

After a long pause, he finally uttered, "Shen Chuwei? How is that possible?"

Shen Chuwei, annoyed, told Xiao Jinyan the recent occurrences and added indignantly, "You like Feng Wuyou, don’t you?"

Xiao Jinyan didn’t know how to answer that question because he hadn’t fully understood what had happened; Feng Wuyou had disappeared, and Shen Chuwei, who looked extremely similar to Feng Wuyou, was his wife.

He felt somewhat of a headache, how could such a thing have happened?

Shen Chuwei looked at him with a pitiful expression, "If you don’t speak, I’ll take your silence as consent."

Xiao Jinyan grabbed her hand and said, "I do like Xiao Jiu, but how can you not be Xiao Jiu?"

Now that Shen Chuwei had heard him admit it directly without any hesitation, she felt terribly upset inside.

It was fortunate that Xiao Jinyan didn’t remember earlier, or she would have doubted whether his affection for her was just because he saw her as a substitute.

Even so, it was true that Xiao Jinyan liked Feng Wuyou during the time in Nanzhao Country.

"Between Feng Wuyou and me, whom would you choose?"

Xiao Jinyan stared at the Shen Chuwei claiming to be in front of him for a long while; her indignantly puffy appearance looked just like Xiao Jiu’s, as if she was afraid that others wouldn’t know she was angry.

"I haven’t figured out the exact situation yet, and you’re making me choose? How do I know you’re not just concocting a story to trap me, it’s something you’ve done before."

Shen Chuwei rolled her eyes in frustration, her heart, lungs, spleen, and kidneys ached with anger, and he still thought she was joking?

She shook off Xiao Jinyan’s hand and declared seriously, "You’re about to lose me."

Xiao Jinyan quickly reached for her hand again, fearing she might suddenly leave him, "Xiao Jiu."

Shen Chuwei tried to pull her hand away with force, but she couldn’t get it free; Xiao Jinyan was trained in martial arts, and he was stronger than she was.

Still looking indignant, she said, "Don’t call me Xiao Jiu, who knows who you’re calling?"

Xiao Jinyan looked at her with a serious and angry face, which didn’t seem fake at all.

"Didn’t you say you were going to take me to see the National Master? Let’s discuss this matter after my memory is restored, alright?" After thinking it over, he still thought this was the best approach.

Shen Chuwei also felt that it was unfair to make Xiao Jinyan choose at this time; Xiao Jinyan didn’t remember her but only remembered Feng Wuyou, so he would definitely choose Feng Wuyou.

If after recovering his memories, he still insisted on choosing Feng Wuyou, then there was no reason for her to stay.

"Of course, once you’ve regained your memory, you must choose between me and Feng Wuyou, either her or me. No chance of having both," she stated.

Xiao Jinyan, having no recollection of past events, truly didn’t know what to say; he felt that the person in front of him was Xiao Jiu, Feng Wuyou.

But she insisted she was not.

Shen Chuwei sat to one side, indignantly inflated, also not understanding how she could have gotten tangled up in such a melodramatic situation.

Seeing that she was still angry, Xiao Jinyan reached out and tugged at her sleeve, "When shall we go to see the National Master?"

After pondering for a while, Shen Chuwei thought it best to clarify matters sooner; she also very, very much wanted to know Xiao Jinyan’s choice.

Whether he would choose his past Green Plum, or her as his present wife.

"There’s no day like today, let’s go today."

"Alright, I’ll change my clothes." Xiao Jinyan was also eager to see the National Master and regain his memories sooner.

He picked clothes from the hanger and began to dress in a leisurely manner.

Sitting on the side, Shen Chuwei watched; Xiao Jinyan was an extremely handsome man with a different charm from the National Master. What would she do if her husband of several years truly chose Feng Wuyou?

To let go was naturally somewhat unwilling.

Yet, not letting go would still leave a knot in her heart.

She sighed inwardly, resigning to her fate.

Soon, Xiao Jinyan was neatly dressed and stood in front of Shen Chuwei, reaching out to take Xiao Jiu’s hand, only to be avoided.

Shen Chuwei clapped her hands and looked up at Xiao Jinyan, who towered over her by a great deal, and huffed, "Before you make your choice, no holding hands."

Xiao Jinyan: "..."

Shen Chuwei turned her head and walked to the door, opening it and stepping out.

Xiao Jinyan shook his head helplessly and followed her out, closing the door behind him as he left.