Chapter 427: Second Round, Shen Que’s Confession Countdown

Chapter 427: The Second Round, Countdown to Shen Que's Confession

Shen Que stood in place, breathing deeply. Wow, this feeling of being so mad he could barely catch his breath felt all too familiar.

Clearly, this woman kissed him first. Clearly, she grabbed his hand!!

Even when they were making out, it was obviously her who was squirming...

And now she had the nerve to talk about awkwardness? To say it was inappropriate for a guy and a girl alone in the same room??

It was deliberate. All of it was deliberate!!

Shen Que felt like electric sparks were shooting through him, ready to blow up the whole building.

He stormed back to his room with murderous intent, tossed his clothes aside, and was fuming.

No, he absolutely couldn’t let this woman mess with him like this. He had to get his pride back!!

Today. Right now!!

Just as Shen Que was about to lose it, his communicator suddenly rang:

"Jian Suiyu: The secretariat's swamped. Yu Hua, Chun Ya, Zhang Ze, and I all have to go back and help. Right now, you’re the only senior officer left at the base. Hold down the fort and watch for enemy attacks."

"Shen Que: Understood."

After replying, Shen Que’s gaze fell on his chat background. Not just the chat background—even the lock screen of his communicator was a photo of him and Wu Yue kissing.

Shen Que instinctively opened the photo gallery on his communicator. The moment it opened, his eyes went wide.

Almost uncontrollably, he tapped on the most recent photo, zoomed in, looked away, and then silently turned back.

Returning to the photo list, every picture had the makeup room as the background. Wu Yue had taken these photos with his communicator at some point without him knowing.

Shen Que kept scrolling through and opening each photo, his eyes fixed entirely on Wu Yue.

If fading emotions could make memories lose their warmth and color, reducing them to black-and-white fragments or even simple, cold text, then the most direct way to reignite the warmth of those memories was through photos and videos.

Switching to the video interface, he tapped on the last video.

In the video, he was holding Wu Yue, burying his head as he kissed her. Wu Yue’s cheeks were flushed, and she blinked in the direction of the camera.

Noticing Wu Yue’s distraction, he clearly intensified his movements. Wu Yue let out a breathy little gasp and touched his hair, telling him to take it easy.

After saying that, she blinked at the camera again, making Shen Que feel, even through the screen, as though they were sneaking around together even through the screen.

In the video, he said in a hoarse voice, "Stop recording. What if someone else sees?"

Wu Yue put down the communicator, and what happened next was something Shen Que couldn’t see.

Just before the video ended, Wu Yue’s voice could be heard: "There’s no one else. Only you will see it."

After the playback ended, Shen Que couldn’t help but watch the video again, leaving him all worked up and thirsty.

Gulping down a glass of water, Shen Que sat on the sofa. His room was designed identically to Wu Yue’s—same sofa. Just moments ago, he had been sitting on this very sofa, doing the same things with Wu Yue as in the video.

And clearly, in the video, he was acting a lot more intimate.

Shen Que looked down at his hands almost without thinking, turning them over and over, his eyes tracing his long fingers. His breathing grew heavier.

Damn... Did she put some kind of spell on him? His mind was completely filled with thoughts of her.

When he noticed the bare spot on his finger where his ring used to be, Shen Que’s expression instantly turned dangerous.

Not long ago, they had been so close—whether in the dressing room or the lounge, it was obvious they were deeply in love.

The Heavenly Law had stripped away his emotions, leaving him clueless and numb. Shouldn’t she have immediately tried to spend more time together and help him get his feelings back faster?

But what was the first thing she said to him?

She told him to leave first, saying she was going back to the Jiang family for a while.

In his memory, she had clearly promised that after this matter was over, she’d stick with him and not go anywhere else, that they would be together every day, every moment...

And what happened in the end?

Now she had actually thrown him out of their home!!

How much effort had he put into moving in and making it official? He’d gone through near-death experiences, over four hundred episodes’ worth of trouble!!

And now? His status as her fiancé was gone, the engagement weapon was gone, the ring was taken off, and he was outright thrown out.

Shen Que shot to his feet. No, absolutely not!!

After Haikuang Town, he would never allow himself to be locked out of Wu Yue’s room again! Today, he had to sleep back in that room!

Without a second thought, Shen Que slammed open his door and headed straight for Wu Yue’s room. He knocked, but there was nothing from inside.

He swiped the keycard Wu Yue had given him.

*Beep! Sorry, your keycard privileges have been revoked.*

He tried swiping his squad captain’s keycard instead.

*Beep! Sorry, the current room is under the highest level of defense.*

Highest level of defense—meaning it couldn’t be opened from the outside at all. This woman had clearly planned this from the start!!

Shen Que grabbed his comm.

*Shen Que: I’ve thought it over. Let me in, I want to talk to you face to face.*

He waited for what felt like an eternity, fuming, teeth clenched, but no reply came from Wu Yue.

*Shen Que: Wu Yue, do you really think just because you set the defense to max, I can’t get this door open?*

Finally, Wu Yue replied after a long pause:

*Wu Yue: Captain, it’s late. You should get some rest.*

Shen Que stared fiercely at Wu Yue’s reply, wanting to strangle her.

To hell with "Captain"—he was her husband!!

*Shen Que: [image.jpg]*

"Shen Que: [video.mp4]"

Wu Yue was lying in bed, drowsy and half-asleep, wondering how Shen Que had suddenly figured it out so fast—it was way too quick!

According to her original plan, it should have taken at least two or three days for Shen Que to slowly come to his senses.

But with his relentless persistence today, it was clear that if she didn’t let him in, he might just raise hell. She was puzzled, trying to figure out which part of her plan had gone wrong.

When she saw the photo Shen Que sent, Wu Yue abruptly sat up.

She covered her face in horror, screaming—Ahhh! She’d completely forgotten about the photos and videos she took using Shen Que’s communicator!

The entire Deification Project had so many parts; just one day felt longer than a whole year. The incident in the dressing room felt like a distant, blurry memory to her.

If she had remembered the photos and videos earlier, she wouldn’t have needed to take any action at all. She could’ve just let Shen Que sit with them himself, and he would’ve recalled everything within three days!

Wu Yue's mind was racing while Shen Que kept sending her photos, dead set on not dropping it today.

"Wu Yue: I’m really exhausted today."

He’s way too energetic. If she let him in, she could forget about getting any rest.

"Shen Que: Let me in, I won’t do anything."

Wu Yue: "..." Yeah, right! The more he insisted, the more suspicious it sounded!

Wu Yue quietly ducked her head under the covers, pretending she hadn’t seen anything.

After a while,

"Shen Que: How many days do you need to rest?"

"Wu Yue: 7 days."

Shen Que finally understood what it meant to shoot himself in the foot. He had given Wu Yue a seven-day deadline, and it seemed this woman really intended to wait until the very last day to fully reawaken his feelings!

She was playing the deadline game with him!

Fine, Shen Que smirked. While he still had some rationality left and hadn’t totally lost his head over this woman,

he’d just have to see if Wu Yue could really hold out for seven days without contacting him.

Shen Que turned around and went back to his own room.

After waiting for a while without receiving any messages, it was now Wu Yue’s turn to feel restless and uneasy.

As her emotions gradually settled, Wu Yue curled her lips into a smile.

Well, back then, Shen Que had taken his sweet time confessing his feelings.

This time, in round two, she’d just have to see how long Shen Que could last.