Chapter 059: The Chill of Autumn, the Fall of the King 25 (End)

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After the video and the true culprit were found, Alice’s official account posted an explanation online, which was forwarded by relevant authorities. Alice resumed normal business, but its revenue was significantly lower than before.

At the Wang family dinner table, Wang Jingye sighed deeply. “Alice was almost ruined in my hands.”

“Dad, don’t worry. I’ll do my best to help Alice make a comeback,” Huangfu Shang hurried to pledge his loyalty.

Wang Jingye glared at him. “What are you shouting for?”

Huangfu Shang instantly deflated, muttering a meek “Oh,” and buried his head in his rice.

Le Yixian placed a chicken drumstick on his plate and turned to Wang Jingye. “He’s not wrong to call you that. Sooner or later, it’ll be appropriate.”

Wang Jingye: …

A grown daughter is hard to keep at home. Wasn’t he just testing his future son-in-law? And now his own daughter sides with him? Wang Jingye’s gaze turned resentful at the thought, blaming this ‘disaster in blue’!

Le Yixian ignored his gloomy look. After all, this world was just a facade, and her relationship with Wang Jingye was merely superficial.

“It’s fine. I’ll change how I address you after we’re married,” Huangfu Shang glanced at the two, sensing the awkward atmosphere. He quickly spoke up, then diligently placed another chicken drumstick on Wang Jingye’s plate. “Uncle Wang, please eat.”

He also peeled several shrimp for Le Yixian. With his flurry of attentions, Wang Jingye couldn’t say much more, and closed his mouth, embarrassed and frustrated.

The three ate dinner quietly, until Wang Jingye’s phone rang, the ringtone unusually loud.

“Hello, Manager Chang? What? The Nangong family wants to acquire Alice? Ridiculous! Why should they? Is it getting cold? Nonsense! Do they not know that the last young master who wanted to acquire Alice became my son-in-law?”

Hearing this, Le Yixian and Huangfu Shang both choked on their soup.

“What? Asking if I have another daughter? The Nangong family’s young master could be my son-in-law too? I only have one daughter, no plans to swap sons-in-law. No need. I’m very satisfied with the current one, tell them to stay far away.”

Le Yixian: …

Huangfu Shang was delighted as Wang Jingye angrily hung up. “Dad!”

“...Don’t call me that,” Wang Jingye said.

“Oh, oh, I get it. When I marry Yixian, I’ll change how I address you,” Huangfu Shang grinned, showing two rows of gleaming white teeth.

Wang Jingye: …

Tired to the heart.

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On the other side, under his mother’s guidance, Huangfu Lie showered his future wife with care and successfully won Ouyang Zining’s heart. Their wedding took place as scheduled.

Watching the grand ceremony, Huangfu Shang held Le Yixian’s hand, his gaze gentle as he said, “Yixian, one day I’ll give you a wedding even better than this.”

Le Yixian thought to herself, The wedding we’re planning in real life is beautiful too; it’s just missing a groom.

“I’ll wait for you,” she replied, waiting for a romantic wedding.

Boom!!!

——

Le Yixian opened her eyes, feeling as if her head was about to explode.

Li Yue hurried over, helping her up. “What happened?”

“My head hurts,” Le Yixian pressed her hand to her forehead, then suddenly stiffened, looking up at Li Yue in her white coat. “Why am I awake?”

“The monitor showed that Ke Yuandao’s brain activity was fluctuating wildly. Did something happen in the world of consciousness?” Li Yue asked anxiously.

Did something happen?

Yes—during Huangfu Lie and Ouyang Zining’s ring exchange, there was a blast.

“Madam, according to the original plot, on the day of Ouyang Zining and Huangfu Lie’s wedding, Ouyang Zining’s suitor—the underworld king—was very displeased and blew up the wedding venue,” the nearby computer flickered, and Gousheng’s adorable voice chimed in.

“The underworld king? Isn’t he the man Ouyang Zining met during those years after leaving the Huangfu family with her child? But now, both she and Huangfu Lie are doing well. How would she have met the underworld king?”

“Hmm, so it seems the plot was altered: the deadly hand was played by the rival Nangong family, who tried to kill everyone, but accidentally ended up killing you,” Gousheng replied.

Le Yixian’s headache worsened. She turned to her friend. “How’s Yuandao?”

“His brain activity was erratic just now, but it’s calmed down. He might have entered a new world,” Li Yue showed her the display. “You spent almost half a day inside. Eat something first, then continue?”

Le Yixian nodded. Li Yue pressed the bell for someone to deliver food.

While eating, Le Yixian asked about her time in the consciousness world, which lasted roughly three hours. Ke Yuandao’s company was running smoothly. She discussed two issues with Li Yue about the consciousness world.

First, Ke Yuandao considered the consciousness world the most beautiful and seemed intent on indulging in its false reality forever, with no intention of waking up.

Second, the original plot would automatically correct itself, filling in deviations.

“After all, deep consciousness therapy is still experimental. I’m not entirely sure. Besides saying the consciousness world was best, did he say anything else?” Li Yue asked.

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Le Yixian thought for a moment, and a ridiculous idea surfaced in her mind.

Ke Yuandao had said, “With you in this world, I believe it’s real.”

After hearing Le Yixian’s words, Li Yue was silent for a while. “Did you treat him very kindly in the consciousness world?”

“Yes,” Le Yixian nodded.

“Next time, perhaps you should try provoking him a bit.”

“???”

“If you stimulate him, he might wake up—of course, it must be done gradually.”

“I’ll give it a try.”

“And about the plot corrections: since the consciousness world belongs to Ke Yuandao, he’s read the original story and knows the plot. Even unconsciously, his mind processes it, so the world will automatically fill in the plot as if guided by a god’s will.”

So, in both worlds, she ended up dying because of her beloved. Le Yixian could only sigh.

Li Yue tapped her pale fingers on her personal device, pulling up files she’d found during Le Yixian’s therapy. “I checked just now. You only have three books left—‘The Taoist and The Fox’, ‘Apocalypse Zombies’, and ‘Ancient Farming’ are nearly finished.”

Le Yixian glanced at her. “No, I have quite a few pen names.”

Li Yue: “What do you mean?”

Le Yixian thought for a moment, opened a folder in her device, and handed it over.

Li Yue peered at the screen, scanning more than a dozen document titles. She was exasperated. “All these are yours?”

“Yes,” Le Yixian’s expression was a bit heavy. “I was young and reckless, and tried every novel site out there.”

Li Yue felt sympathetic, and asked, “Has that guy read them all?”

“Yes, the owner has read everything,” Gousheng answered enthusiastically.

“Star Mechas, Angels and Demons—I get those, but what’s this ABO and gender swapping?”

“That’s not something you need to know. Don’t ask.”