The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

He rushed in, rushed into the kitchen, and opened the closet. It still contained only the dishes and chopsticks. It was no different from the last time, except this time, he found a note in the corner inside.

Huo Baiyuan took out the note, which was a little crumpled, and recorded something in a graceful font.

——A Yuan doesn’t like carrots.

——A Yuan doesn't eat coriander.

——A Yuan loves sweet and sour short ribs.

——A Yuan likes harder rice.

The dense list above is all his favorites, nothing is wrong, and no one can figure out his favorites so thoroughly.

This house is like another world, a world completely different from reality, and he also wants to be really here, living a different life with her.

When Song Lishu was a servant of the Huo family, she respectfully called him the eldest young master like everyone else. After getting married, she called him Mr. Huo and never dared to go beyond a step. In this place, she called him A Yuan.

Huo Baiyuan was suddenly in a daze, unable to tell whether this was real or illusory.

He left the kitchen and continued to walk inside, walking to the closet. He opened the door of the cabinet, took out all the clothes and pants worn by the man inside, and checked the labels one by one, but without exception, they were all The number of yards he wears.

Whether it’s shoes, kitchen notes, or these clothes, it seems to prove that he really lived here. The shoe rack is his shoes, and the closet is his clothes, not any other man. It's him!

Why... why is it him? How could it be himself?

Huo Baiyuan held the corner of the bed with one hand, his body seemed to be drained of all his strength, and suddenly he slid down and sat on the cold ground. He clasped his head tightly with his hands.

How could he have lived here with Song Lishu, why... he can't even remember a single word in his brain.

Qin Miao walked to Huo Baiyuan's side and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Huo Baiyuan didn't answer, suddenly raised his head, as if thinking of something, he immediately turned around, put his hand under the bed, and took out an iron box from the bed.

He pulled the lock on the iron box and said dumbly towards Qin Miao: "Bring a knife here."

Qin Miao was taken aback for a moment, then walked into the kitchen, took a knife from the kitchen, and handed it to Huo Baiyuan.

Huo Baiyuan raised the knife, smashed the lock on the iron box with a bang, opened the iron box, and placed two red marriage certificates on the top.

Open the marriage certificate, it says the names of Huo Baiyuan and Song Lishu. This looks like a fake certificate made by someone on the street stall, because the real marriage certificate is placed in Huo’s house and can be affixed to the photo of the fake marriage certificate. It is indeed Huo Baiyuan and Song Lishu.

With their heads leaning on their heads, the two of them had an intimate posture, and smiled extremely brightly and joyfully, really like a sweet newlywed couple.

In addition to the marriage certificate, there are two rings in the corner of the tin box. They are two cheap and plastic-like rings. There is no diamond ring, no texture, no weight, and the light and flamboyant one seems to be broken when broken.

When Huo Baiyuan picked up the marriage certificate, he realized that there was still a pile of photos underneath. He put the marriage certificate aside, and immediately looked at the pile of photos carefully.

In the first picture, the background seems to be in a park with green grass and flowers. In the photo, he and Song Lishu are sitting on the spot.