<h4>Chapter 1340: Chapter 1353</h4>


    Chu Ge furrowed his brows tightly; this was the fourth urrence of himself from a different space-time, and the intervals were less than an hour apart.


    Ming Chong was startled by Chu Ge’s actions, she hurriedly stepped forward and supported Chu Ge, "What’s wrong with you?"


    Chu Ge waved his hand, tightly gripping Ming Chong’s hand, and instructed, "Go... go call Uncle Jian over, hurry!"


    Chu Ge felt like his head was going to explode. After Ming Chong left, he quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and began energy transmission.


    However, to his surprise, it felt as if his Dantian was sealed again by something, unable to transmit energy.


    What on earth is going on?


    Chu Ge had some doubts in his heart. He clearly knew his martial arts weren’t really sealed, but the abnormality in his Dantian made him question.


    Could it be a side effect from the headache just now?


    As he was pondering, Jian Chunqiu swiftly ran over, "What’s going on?"


    Jian Chunqiu asked curiously.


    Chu Ge gently shook his head, "I just appeared from the Fourth Space-Time."


    Jian Chunqiu furrowed his brows and looked at Chu Ge nervously. "It seems we can no longer afford to wait here; if we continue like this, everyone’s lives could be in danger."


    Already, four space-times have appeared. When the Time-Space Mirror previously showed disarray, there were never four space-times.


    Chu Ge eased his head for a while; it felt like it was being pierced with needles, as unfamiliar memories churned relentlessly in his mind, trying to disrupt his nerves.


    Seeing Chu Ge in distress, Jian Chunqiu quickly transmitted energy and infused a trace of True Qi into Chu Ge’s body, helping him ease some of the bodily difort.


    But just as Jian Chunqiu was helping Chu Ge calm down, the Fifth Space-Time appeared!


    Chu Ge was forced to receive memories that did not belong to him, and his headache intensified.


    At six in the evening, the sound of the door lock turning was heard, and Xiao Manshu couldn’t conceal the hope in her eyes, almost immediately jumping up from the sofa and running to the door.


    The man walked in briskly, bringing a chill wind; he seemed not to see Xiao Manshu, and walked right past her.


    Xiao Manshu followed closely behind, greeting with a smile, "Jingchen, you’re back. I’ve made the dishes you love, and I’ve bought red wine. Today, we..."


    It’s our third wedding anniversary.


    But before she could finish speaking, a pair of dark eyes shot a fierce look her way.


    "I wouldn’t dare to eat the food you make for me. Who knows if you’ve drugged it again; after all, that’s your usual trick."


    Xiao Jingchen’s words cut like sharp knives, painfully shing across Xiao Manshu’s heart. "Jingchen, do you have to speak so harshly on a day like today?"


    Not willing to grant her even a tiny bit of fantasy?


    "Harsh?" Xiao Jingchen sneered lightly, not even remembering what day it was. He only knew that seeing her in distress slightly eased his guilt towards Tang Ran!


    "Xiao Manshu, this is just the tip of the iceberg. I will never forget how you schemed step by step to climb into my bed and be Mrs. Xiao! Nor will I forget how you drove Ranran away! Only by tormenting you can I lessen the guilt in my heart!"


    Ranran, Tang Ran, Xiao Jingchen’s girlfriend...


    Xiao Manshu’s gaze dimmed, hershes lightly lowered, covering the sorrow in her eyes. Hasn’t three years of torment been enough?


    "I was also a victim back then. Besides, it was Tang Ran who left on her own, to go abroad to chase her dreams, it wasn’t me..."


    Xiao Jingchen had already walked into the bedroom, fingers deftly unbuttoning his coat. Xiao Manshu instinctively reached out to catch the coat, and Xiao Jingchen’s deep and dangerous gaze instantly fell on her hand, as if looking at something toxic.


    The next moment, Xiao Manshu’s hand was empty.


    The coat was tossed into the trash can by Xiao Jingchen.


    "I warned you, don’t touch my things!"


    Xiao Manshu’s breath hitched, she struggled to control herself, but her hand still shook involuntarily.


    "For pursuing one’s dreams? Ha, you think I would believe you?" Xiao Jingchen’s gaze was grim, "Xiao Manshu, if my grandfather hadn’t saved you back then, you would have died on the streets long ago. Grandpa surely never thought his hard-raised adopted daughter was actually a scheming girl harboring untoward thoughts about her own brother!"


    Just as Xiao Jingchen said, she was the Xiao family’s adopted daughter. At five, grandpa personally brought her to the Xiao family. Before she climbed into Xiao Jingchen’s bed, she had always kept her secret crush on him well hidden in her heart.


    But three years ago, because grandpa used his life to threaten Xiao Jingchen into marrying her, she thus became Mrs. Xiao.


    She didn’t know Xiao Jingchen had a girlfriend back then. On their wedding day, Tang Ran left in anger, and Xiao Jingchen rushed to the airport to try to stop her. She didn’t know what Tang Ran said to Xiao Jingchen at the airport. From then on, Xiao Jingchen’s attitude towards her changed.


    Overnight, she became the scheming girl who climbed into her brother’s bed, even though they weren’t rted by blood. She was stillbeled as an hical schemer.


    Her love was thus extravagantly exposed, while he treated her like grass, like an ant, never deigning to look at her properly.


    By his side, she was like a transparent person. If she didn’t initiate talking to him, he wouldn’t spare even a nce.


    Xiao Manshu’s heart was filled with deeper grief, her lips curled into a faint self-mocking smile. They weren’t like this before they had rtions. He treated her like a cherished sister. What changed him? Was it her love?


    At just the right time, Xiao Jingchen’s phone rang. Seeing the words shing on the screen, his deep, ocean-like eyes were instantly lit with brightness, his lips curved in a gentle smile. As he picked up the call, he stepped out swiftly.


    Xiao Manshu watched his departing figure, unable to return to her senses for a long time, even breathing hurt.


    She saw his smile, as gentle as spring wind, like a child delighted with candy, "Ranran, you’re back?"


    Hearing his low voice suddenly turn gentle, it felt like a feather lightly brushed past the ear.


    Yet none of this belonged to her.


    Xiao Manshu didn’t know how long she stood there, long enough for her legs to go numb, before she came back to her senses.


    After tidying up the mess on the dining table, she returned to her bedroom.


    Xiao Manshu looked at the photo on the bedside cab and found it ring.


    Since their wedding, they hadn’t even taken a wedding photo, or held a wedding banquet. Tofort herself, she secretly took a picture of him and then digitallybined their photos, cing it on the bedside cab as sce for her lonely heart.


    But human desire is insatiable, Xiao Manshu stared at that photo for three years. Now the photo could no longer ease the bitterness in her heart.


    Xiao Manshuy on the bed, staring nkly at the ceiling, her hand resting lightly on her abdomen. If he were willing to touch her, to leave her with a child, how wonderful that would be.