Wen Zhuqing looked at Qin Honghua.
How could he not detect the veiled threat in her words?
If he continued to refuse to share a bed with Qin Honghua and didn’t let her conceive a son, that so-called father-in-law of his would come all the way from their hometown.
And all his secrets were in that father-in-law’s hands.
After weighing the pros and cons, Wen Zhuqing finally relented: “The journey from our hometown to the capital is so long, and Father is already old. Let’s not trouble him with such a trip.”
“I can put off reading this book until tomorrow.”
Qin Honghua sensed his surrender.
She pushed him onto the bed,
while Wen Zhuqing felt as though he was being trampled by a pig the entire time.
Two hours later, Wen Zhuqing stared at the obese woman snoring loudly beside him.
The disgust in his eyes was no longer concealed.
He got up, fetched water, and scrubbed himself fiercely.
“Gu Jianing!” Wen Zhuqing gritted his teeth.
He would never forget that everything he was suffering now was because of Gu Jianing.
He would make her pay for it—every last bit of it!
Just a little longer.
Once that so-called “father-in-law” dropped dead,
he would no longer have any weaknesses to exploit.
Then…
Wen Zhuqing’s gaze darkened as it settled on Qin Honghua in the room.
That fat pig would die too!
He, Wen Zhuqing, would ultimately rise to the top and claim the life he desired!
His eyes burned with ruthlessness and determination.
By the time he finished washing up, another half hour had passed.
No matter how much he loathed it, Wen Zhuqing had no choice but to lie beside Qin Honghua, enduring her thunderous snores.
His thoughts drifted to the past.
Back then, after changing his name to Zhang Yutang, he had married Qin Honghua and taken the first college entrance exam after its reinstatement.
But he failed!
He couldn’t even get into a vocational college.
He knew his abilities were no longer what they used to be.
Yet he desperately needed a way into the big city.
So, at his request, his father-in-law made it happen.
He swapped his name with that of a local student who had been admitted to Beijing University.
That was how he ended up here.
But…
He had thought that once he arrived in Beijing, he could shake off Qin Honghua.
Unexpectedly, Qin’s father had insisted that Qin Honghua accompany him, and his attitude had been unyielding.
As for their daughter, Junjun, she remained in their hometown under the care of Qin’s father.
With his secrets in the old man’s hands,
Wen Zhuqing had no choice but to comply, bringing Qin Honghua to Beijing and renting a place near the university.
He knew Qin Honghua was here to keep an eye on him—sent by her father.
That father-in-law of his had never trusted him.
As for children…
Wen Zhuqing had never cared.
Whether it was the child named Xiao Lang, born to Bao Shanyan, or the daughter Junjun, born to Qin Honghua, or any future children Qin Honghua might bear…
None of them mattered to Wen Zhuqing.
The only person he cared about was himself.
Getting Qin Honghua pregnant wasn’t so bad.
At least this way, he wouldn’t have to endure being trampled by a pig anymore!
With this thought, Wen Zhuqing finally felt drowsy and drifted off to sleep.
But as he slept, he began to dream.
In the dream, it was as if he had returned to his days as an educated youth in Huaihua Village.
Back then, Gu Jianing had still been in love with him.
Because he wanted Gu Yunting’s job,
Gu Jianing had jumped into the river without hesitation.
But the events that followed were completely different from the present life.
In the dream, after waking up, Gu Jianing did not marry the officer named Sheng Zexi.
In fact, that officer Sheng Zexi never even appeared in Huaihua Village.
Instead, Gu Jianing successfully handed over Gu Yunting’s job to him.
Later, he even married Gu Jianing…
When he woke up the next morning, Qin Honghua was no longer beside him.
Wen Zhuqing sat on the bed, replaying the scenes from his dream in his mind.
“Was that just a dream, or…?”
He muttered to himself, unable to tell.
The dream had abruptly ended after his marriage to Gu Jianing.
But Wen Zhuqing had a strange feeling that there was more—that the story would continue.
What would happen next?
For some reason, he felt he might dream of the sequel.
“If it’s just a dream…”
Then it was far too realistic.
So realistic that Wen Zhuqing felt as if he had truly lived through it.
“Could it be… my past life?” he murmured.
But he dismissed the thought almost immediately.
It was too fantastical.
To Wen Zhuqing, the idea was absurd.
He found it highly unlikely.
“Still, if I had really married Gu Jianing back then and gotten that job, then…”
He was certain his life would have been much smoother than it was now.
No—it would have been incredibly smooth!
Wen Zhuqing was desperate to know how the dream would unfold.
Meanwhile, Gu Jianing had no idea that Wen Zhuqing had dreamed of his past life.
On her side, Gu Yunzhou, upon learning that Wen Zhuqing’s presence in Beijing could harm Gu Jianing’s family, immediately sketched a portrait of Wen Zhuqing and began searching for him at Beijing University.
That very afternoon, Gu Yunzhou knocked on the door of the courtyard house.
This was his first time visiting his younger sister’s home in the capital.
But right now, he had no time to take in the surroundings.
As soon as they met, he said, “Little Sister, I found him.”
“You found him?!”
“I took the portrait around and asked.”
“Unexpectedly, someone recognized him—but…”
“That person isn’t named Wen Zhuqing. He’s called Zhang Yutang!”
“Zhang Yutang?” Gu Jianing frowned.
Had he changed his name?
“Yes, Zhang Yutang. He’s in the literature department. But I went to check in person, and that man is definitely Wen Zhuqing. Little Sister, I couldn’t possibly mistake him. This Zhang Yutang is Wen Zhuqing.”
Gu Jianing pressed her lips together, pacing as she analyzed the situation. “So Wen Zhuqing somehow managed to assume the identity of a man named Zhang Yutang.”
“And then entered Beijing University as a student under that name!”
“Exactly!”
“Not only that, but this Zhang Yutang is also married!”
Just then, Sheng Zexi walked in.
Gu Jianing approached him. “Did you find anything?”
“Yes, I did.”
“This Zhang Yutang is married. His wife is named Qin Honghua, and they currently rent a place near Beijing University.”
“Also, they have a daughter who’s being raised by Qin Honghua’s father in their hometown.”
Gu Jianing frowned. If Zhang Yutang was really Wen Zhuqing…
“Shouldn’t he still be at the labor camp, married to Bao Shanyan, with a son?”
Sheng Zexi smirked, his eyes cold. “Do you know who this Qin Honghua is?”
Gu Jianing looked at him.
“She’s the daughter of the labor camp’s director!”
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