Chapter 154: Mr. Transmigrator Too
Xie Rong froze.
For several seconds, he remained crouched in front of her, his expression completely still beneath the blindfold.
Yet inside his mind, everything had already fallen into chaos.
’She knows?’
The word "transmigrated" continued to echo in his mind. She had said it so naturally, as though it was nothing more than an ordinary word.
But it was not... There was no reason for Shen Taotao to know such a thing.
Unless...
His fingers slowly tightened.
"Furen..." His voice came out unusually low. "What did you just say?"
Wang Gege did not answer immediately. Instead, she looked at him quietly. "You heard me."
Xie Rong’s heart sank. Yet he quickly forced himself to calm down. He had spent too long hiding the truth to let his reaction betray him now.
He slowly straightened his posture, deliberately relaxing his fingers before resting them against his knee.
"Furen must have misunderstood this husband." His voice had returned to its usual calmness, as though her question had been nothing more than a strange choice of words.
"Transmigrated...? This husband has never heard such a term before."
Wang Gege continued staring at him.
Xie Rong could feel her gaze lingering on him, but he maintained his composure beneath the blindfold.
"Perhaps Furen heard it from somewhere else?" He even managed a faint smile. "Or perhaps this husband misunderstood what Furen meant by it."
Wang Gege suddenly raised her gaze, her eyes no longer carrying the emptiness from before. Instead, they were sharp enough to make Xie Rong’s heart sink even further.
"Do I look like a fool, Mr. Transmigrator Too?"
Xie Rong froze. The calm expression he had painstakingly maintained finally cracked.
For the first time since she had known him, Wang Gege saw him completely lose his composure.
"What?" His voice was barely audible.
Wang Gege stared straight at him. "Do you really think this wife would use a word like that without knowing what it means?"
Xie Rong’s lips parted, but no words came out.
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze never leaving him. "Or should this wife call you by another name?" Her lips slowly curved into a faint smile. "Mr. CEO?"
The moment those words landed, his eyes behind the blindfold widened.
He already knew she was a transmigrator. That had never been the part he was worried about.
What unsettled him was when she had learned that he was one too, and where the hell she had gotten information about his past.
"Mr. CEO...?" Xie Rong repeated softly, almost testing the unfamiliar title on his tongue.
His mind was already racing.
’How much does she know?’
’Does she know my name?’
’Does she know what I looked like?’
’Or did she somehow know the company I used to work for?’
He forced himself to calm down before his reaction revealed anything else. "This husband really doesn’t understand where our conversation is going... what is Mr. CEO?"
Wang Gege’s faint smile remained.
She watched him quietly for a few seconds, clearly seeing through his attempt to act as though he had no idea what she was talking about.
"Really?" she asked softly.
Xie Rong nodded calmly. "This husband truly does not understand."
"Then perhaps this wife has remembered it incorrectly." She lowered her gaze, pretending to think for a moment before slowly looking back at him. "In my previous life, there was a man who was called a CEO."
Xie Rong’s fingers tightened almost imperceptibly.
Wang Gege noticed.
"He was the head of a company," she continued casually, "and he was transferred to the company where this wife worked."
Xie Rong’s breathing slowed.
Transferred? A company? A CEO?
None of those things were enough.
There were countless CEOs in the modern world, and there was no reason for him to assume that the person she was describing had anything to do with him.
He forced himself to remain calm.
"This husband is trying to understand here," he said lightly. "But Furen... none of Furen’s words make sense to this husband..."
Wang Gege’s eyes narrowed slightly before she chuckled softly. "Ah... then Husband can just listen to this wife, then..."
Xie Rong’s fingers stopped moving.
"This CEO, whom Furen is talking about at this moment, had a habit. Whenever this wife worked late, he would bring her something to eat."
His heart suddenly skipped.
"He always bought himself mushroom soup."
Silence.
Wang Gege continued, her voice carrying a faint trace of amusement despite the bitterness hidden underneath.
"Every single time."
Xie Rong’s throat tightened.
She was still speaking casually, as though she had no idea what those words were doing to him.
"At the time, this wife thought it was rather strange. He could have eaten whatever he wanted, yet every time he came to accompany this wife, he ordered the same mushroom soup."
Xie Rong’s fingers tightened almost imperceptibly.
Wang Gege continued as though she had not noticed the change in his expression.
"When he was eating that mushroom soup, he would stir the soup three times, clock...wise..." She tilted her head slightly, her eyes never leaving his face. "And when this wife asked him why, his answer... was exactly the same as Husband’s..."
Xie Rong lost his composure for what felt like the hundredth time. He gulped.
’How does she manage to notice all that?’
Wang Gege smiled again.
"Coincidence, isn’t it, Husband? And this jerk CEO, after leaving this wife with an ’Office Scandal’... he left for business trips, leaving this wife to deal with that abusive superior! And she ended up dying in the most pitiful way before ending up... here..."
The moment those words landed, Xie Rong’s composure shattered. He abruptly rose to his feet, the cool cloth still clutched tightly in his hand.
"Who are you?!"
His voice was no longer calm. He instinctively stepped backward, his mind desperately trying to connect every scattered piece of information she had given him.
The second he realised it, the cool cloth dropped from his hand, and he almost stopped breathing.
"Wang..." His voice trembled as the name escaped him. "Gege?"