Marry the NPC with Money, Wife Comes Knocking - Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Hua Suihe gently patted her back, coaxing her repeatedly. “I know, I know. Of course I know she wasn’t my Ye Zi. Don’t cry, don’t cry.”

Ye Susheng couldn’t stop her tears from falling. “I’m sorry, Hua Hua. It’s my fault for not protecting you…”

Sensing the main body’s sorrow, the Black Cotton Candy huddled against Hua Suihe poked its head out blankly. Infected by the main body’s emotions, it pressed its soft, limp form against Hua Suihe’s face, as if it were weeping in self-reproach.

“It’s okay. Don’t blame yourself, Ye Zi. I still have a Life-Saving Talisman in my backpack, so I wasn’t in any real danger.”

Ye Susheng’s sobbing hitched slightly as she unconsciously tightened her arms around Hua Suihe. “Hua Hua…”

“Hmm?”

“If… if ‘I’ ever hurt you in the future, you can kill me.”

“Tsk!” Hua Suihe slapped her arm with a look of displeasure. “What are you talking about?”

“I’m serious.” Ye Susheng did not drop the subject just because Hua Suihe was unhappy. She continued, “Hua Hua, this is a Thriller dungeon. Human life is thinner than paper. If someone tries to harm you, you must never be soft-hearted-even if it’s me.”

Thriller had created many Replicas of Ye Susheng. Since they were copies, they possessed the same appearance and memories.

The Replicas loved Hua Suihe just as much as Ye Susheng did, but that love stemmed from the memories of their past relationship. They loved her because they remembered her, but that love was based on data, not instinct.

That kind of love was the most unreliable. Furthermore, they were all low-level Anomalies controlled by Thriller; there was no guarantee they wouldn’t harm Hua Hua.

If Hua Hua couldn’t distinguish between a Replica and the real Ye Susheng, she wouldn’t be angry.

It was better to kill the wrong person than to let a threat escape. Even if one day Hua Hua held a knife to her throat and questioned her identity, she wouldn’t be angry.

“I know the Thriller dungeon is dangerous, I really do. But it’s fine; I won’t be in danger.” Hua Suihe grabbed both of her arms and pulled back a little to look at her.

“I told you, you are my choice. I won’t fail to recognize you. Even if ten Ye Sushengs were standing in front of me, I would still recognize my Ye Zi.”

Ye Susheng lowered her eyes, a smile spreading across her face. “Only I am Hua Hua’s Ye Zi’s wife.”

Ye Susheng was a Killing Machine created by Thriller, a Dungeon Boss in the eyes of the players.

But Hua Hua had given her a surname. Ye Susheng was herself; she was Hua Hua’s Ye Zi’s wife.

“Hua Hua, I won’t let you see ten Ye Sushengs. Having one of me by your side is enough.”

“Of course,” Hua Suihe teased. “If several Ye Sushengs started crying at once, I wouldn’t know how to coax them all!”

Ye Susheng pouted and huffed. Though she wasn’t quite satisfied, she didn’t argue.

The two of them left the Opera House together.

Tacitly, Hua Suihe didn’t ask about Lano’s situation.

After dinner, at eight o’clock in the evening, all the players gathered at the Opera House. According to the dungeon requirements, players needed to organize the plot clues they had collected on the first day and give a brief narration.

There could be bad actors among the crowd who might lie or mislead others.

The Discussion Meeting on the seventh night was the critical one. For the remaining six days, as long as players followed the Life Rules and attended the meetings on time, their lives wouldn’t be in immediate danger.

Lano had been killed by Ye Susheng, so Ye Susheng, acting as the Fake Young Miss, stood on the stage in Lano’s place to listen to the players’ discussion.

It was a boring job. Who would want to watch a bunch of liars spinning extravagant tall tales?
Everyone knew there were only five slots to clear the game. To ensure they were one of those five, how many people would be willing to share their progress?

This was reality. You couldn’t trust anyone, and teammates were useless; you could only rely on yourself.

Hua Suihe, as one of the players, was also sitting in the audience.

At the first meeting, there weren’t as many players present as there had been people watching the opera that morning.

Song Qiyue took the seat next to Hua Suihe again. He held a simple golden crown in his hand, twirling it lazily around his fingers.

“Hello, Miss Hua. Did you find any useful clues today?”

Hua Suihe glanced at the crown in his hand and gave a faint smile. “What about you? Logically speaking, you should have been able to find some useful information, right?”

Song Qiyue raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “So, Miss Hua trusts me that much.”

“But obvious information like the fact that Ye Susheng isn’t Lano… everyone knows that by now, don’t they?” Song Qiyue placed the crown gently on the table. Under the overhead lights, the crown was somewhat dazzling.

“So, who is the Miss Lano who is hosting us? Is the plot we need to understand Miss Lano’s story, or…”

His words drew many gazes, but he didn’t continue. He gave a forced, troubled shrug. “The specifics will depend on what the play is tomorrow, don’t you think?”

“Compared to these boring dungeon games, I’m more interested in where you’re from, Miss Hua.”

Hua Suihe’s gaze locked onto his face. Even after asking such a question, he remained composed. There was no look of scrutiny in his eyes, as if it were just a casual inquiry.

Hua Suihe smiled leisurely. “I’m from Area A of the Great City, of course. I just moved to Zone B and plan to stay for a long time.”

[Huh? What’s going on? Why do I feel like Song Qi’s words have a double meaning?]

[Does he know that Hua Hua is an Outsider?]

[Uh… please don’t capture my Hua Hua for experiments!]

[My Hua didn’t provoke anyone; she’s just here for a romance. My Hua is a total romantic; you won’t get any research results out of her.]

[Evil Song Qiyue, that Smiling Tiger. Whose husband is this? Come claim him quickly.]

Hua Suihe stopped chatting with him after her answer and rested her head on her hand, watching the others discuss the plot.

Everyone had to speak, whether they told the truth or lies. If someone remained silent, it would be viewed as having achieved nothing all day, and they would be eliminated.

Of course, today’s meeting wasn’t very formal. There was no need to stand up and speak one by one. Speaking the way Song Qiyue just had counted as having participated.

Hua Suihe picked a couple of insignificant points to mention, completing her participation.

An hour later, a bell rang over the broadcast, signaling the end of the meeting.

“Peanut!” Zhou Nuomi called out to Hua Suihe, running up from behind to stand next to her just as she stood up.

Zhou Nuomi instinctively glanced at Ye Susheng, who was also standing up on the stage. Despite her fear, she didn’t want to let this opportunity slip by.

“I wanted to ask you something. Is it convenient?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Susheng was already standing beside Hua Suihe, eyeing her with a cold, dark gaze.

Hua Suihe took Ye Susheng’s hand. “You want to ask about clues, right?”

“I don’t know much more than anyone else, but I can tell you this: Lano isn’t the key to the plot. You need to figure out who the protagonist of the story is.”

“Alright, goodnight. Bye-bye.” With that, Hua Suihe led Ye Susheng out of the Opera House.

Before Zhou Nuomi could even say thank you, they had already walked far away.

One couldn’t stay in the Opera House for long, so she also hurried out.