Good friends, good partners all say this, leaving Zhao Yan even more bewildered.
This world-class dancer, now the princess of the Great East Pot, couldn't believe such a fact at all.
Her husband had already sacrificed himself and yet beca the president of the Wale Republic. What on earth is going on?
If he was indeed him, why has he changed so much?
If he was indeed him, why has he never shown up, never spoken out, never contacted her over the past few years?
If he wasn't him, why does every gesture, indeed, bear traces of Liu Zhizhong? His voice, my god, it's practically Liu Zhizhong reincarnated!
Why does a high-level intelligence boss like Ye Bingyu also firmly believe that he is Liu Zhizhong?
Zhao Yan's entire mind was in chaos, her heartbeat racing, her head in a dizzy fog.
Watching the two raise their wine glasses, she found herself unable to lift the red wine glass before her. Shaking her head, she rubbed her forehead, looking utterly at a loss.
"No, no, no, sorry, sorry, Bingyu, President Chi Zhongshui, I can't sort this out, I can't accept it, I need so peace…"
Liu Zhizhong and Ye Bingyu exchanged a glance, nodding.
Liu Zhizhong put down his wine glass, his face gentle, "Wife, I know there must be countless questions in your heart. But for all your questions, I might give reasonable explanations and answers, do you believe?"
This term "wife" made Zhao Yan's ears sowhat tingling.
Indeed, this was no different from how Liu Zhizhong used to call her wife.
That tenderness, even with a hint of sycophancy, Zhao Yan could never forget, and now it shook her even more.
She looked into Liu Zhizhong's sincere eyes and then at Ye Bingyu who nodded in agreent, genuinely suspecting whether the two of them had colluded to deceive her.
Just think, if Liu Zhizhong was still alive and Chi Zhongshui was Liu Zhizhong, what kind of reaction would it trigger across the lands of the Great East Pot?
Once a web celebrity and a Heavenly King Level dostic small official, in just a few years, my god, he beca level with her father, Gu Changsha. Her father even considered marrying her off for cooperation with the Wale Republic!
So, if her father also knew that Chi Zhongshui was Liu Zhizhong, what would his expression be? What would he think?
Marrying his living daughter off to her still-living son-in-law, marrying again?
Zhao Yan felt that the world was a bit crazy, the kind of crazy that was codic and laughable.
When she fell in love with Liu Zhizhong and swore to remain a widow for him for her lifeti, he was still alive, and she might even have to remarry him?
Okay then, Ye Bingyu also said, "Yan, President Chi Zhongshui indeed is Zhizhong, whether you believe it or not. If you have many questions, ask them, just ask! I'm not colluding with him, there are certainly things between you two that I don't know about, right? Maybe I should step back and let you chat?"
"Ah, Bingyu…"
Zhao Yan wanted to stop Ye Bingyu from rising to leave, but after a thought, she nodded, "Okay, you go, I'll have a chat alone with President Chi."
Saying this, she looked at Liu Zhizhong, her face unexpectedly showing a bit of shyness.
Liu Zhizhong looked calm, smiling, his deanor unaffected.
Quickly, Ye Bingyu left, going to the inner cabin to sit, smoking a lady's cigarette, enjoying the night view, quite excited.
anwhile, on the deck, the cool breeze was refreshing, and the aroma of wine filled the air.
The scene of Liu Zhizhong and his wife's reunion was without tears or hugs, everything was so calm and rational.
Zhao Yan sat there, facing Liu Zhizhong directly, needing to verify his identity because it was incredibly significant.
Liu Zhizhong hadn't been evasive, rather humorously saying, "Wife, there's no passionate embrace, only a one-on-one private test now. That's marriage for you, it has its own charm. Co on, throw out your series of questions, Liu Zhizhong will do his best to answer."
"You…" Zhao Yan blushed slightly and picked up the wine glass to take a small sip, "Now you are still Chi Zhongshui, the president of the Wale Republic, don't call wife, okay?"
"Alright Gu Yan, Miss Gu, is that okay? To be honest, I was sowhat surprised. Moreover, when visiting the Great East Pot, you answered the call for your father, and I suspected I was hearing things wrong. Because your voice, I have never dared to forget. To this day, I am sowhat lanting how fate toys with people, turns out the one I married was really a princess of the royal family, haha…"
Zhao Yan gave a helpless smile and said, "Don't talk about royal family, it's just like a shackle, making one not free, uncomfortable. Let's not talk about this, tell about yourself. You say you are Liu Zhizhong, my husband who was reported to have sacrificed, how do you prove it?"
Liu Zhizhong said, "It's not for to prove, but for you to find strong questions, and I'll provide the answers, for you to authenticate within yourself."
"Uh…"
Zhao Yan hesitated slightly, "Alright, throwing the ball to . Let's say, do you know I have a father and mother in Yangzhou, what are their nas, birthdays? Their current status?"
For Liu Zhizhong, wasn't this just child's play?
He imdiately answered completely correctly, even ntioning the deceased father-in-law's nickna. He accurately described the date of their wedding too, the style of the Civil Affairs Bureau at that ti, the layout of the office, and so on.
Zhao Yan nodded as she listened, knowing that this president before her was basically eight or nine out of ten her forr husband.
But she still couldn't be absolutely sure, she had to continue!
So, Zhao Yan said, "I received a notice stating that you heroically sacrificed in an anti-fraud operation, died in a crash, what really happened? How did you not die? Moreover, how did you get to this point?"
Liu Zhizhong spoke seriously, "Well, this is a grand narrative. But first, I must emphasize, it involves political secrets, which I can't discuss. Because I was persecuted, the so-called anti-fraud operation was a trap. You don't need to pursue it because I have already broken the situation, and the result is a good one, right?"
Zhao Yan was sowhat astonished, "A trap? You were targeted by political rivals? Were they that ruthless? Alright... fine, I was never interested in politics anyway, won't pursue, go on."
So, Liu Zhizhong lit a cigarette, smoking and drinking, occasionally eating sothing, it truly seed like a grand narrative he recounted piece by piece.
Finally, he said, "I am also a man yearning for freedom, naturally desiring power as well. But ultimately, I feel that freedom is more important than power. That's why today's Wale Republic exists. On this small piece of land, I realized my greatest political ambition, and it is very satisfying. All my efforts and work are to ensure the well-being of all the people of Wale Country, not for my own muscles or so international status. Miss Gu, do you understand?"
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