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Chapter 418 Which Bastard Dares to Steal My Wife?
"Uh..." Faced with Shen Lang's words, Shen Tielan didn't know how to respond for a moment.

If the person in front of him was an unknown person, he would drive him out without hesitation.

But unfortunately, the person standing in front of him was a big shot who was famous in Shanghai.

Shen Juxian listened to Shen Lang's words, her eyes full of confusion.

She tried her best to search her mind for relevant fragments of memory, but her head was in chaos and she still couldn't remember anything.

His hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes, pulling harder and harder, as if this would allow him to grasp some clues to the past.

She bit her lips slightly, her brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed, and her inner entanglement and struggle were shown on her face without reservation.

Shen Lang once again looked at Shen Juxian, his eyes filled with affection, and whispered softly, "Yuru, do you still remember the bright moon we admired together by Daming Lake? Back then, you snuggled in my arms and vowed to be with me forever. Don't you remember all that?"

Shen Juxian closed her eyes tightly, frowned, and tried hard to picture the scene described by Shen Lang in her mind, but her head was still blank and she couldn't remember anything.

She was so anxious that her eyes were red, and her voice was a little tearful: "I... I really can't remember, why don't I have any impression at all?"

Shen Tielan looked at Shen Juxian, then looked at Shen Lang, and the balance in her heart quietly tilted towards Shen Lang.

He quickly tried to smooth things over, "Mr. Shen, please don't be offended. We're being cautious. Juxian has a miserable life. After losing her memory, she can't remember anything from her past. Since I'm her master, I naturally have to be more considerate of her. That's why I asked you, Mr. Shen, to produce the evidence."

In fact, he had already begun to believe Shen Lang's words.

Because when I first met Shen Juxian, her name was indeed Shen Yuru.

However, due to amnesia, she even forgot her name was Shen Yuru, and could only mutter vague words like "Xiaoxian".

Since she couldn't remember the past, Shen Tielan wanted her to live happily, so she changed her name to Shen Juxian.

But we can't be sure that she is Shen Lang's wife just because the name matches.

Shen Lang nodded slightly, his expression softening slightly. "I understand. These past few days, I've been searching for her everywhere, completely losing my appetite. Now that I've finally found her, I won't let her suffer any more."

As he spoke, he reached out and gently held Shen Juxian's hand. Shen Juxian subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but under Shen Lang's affectionate gaze, she hesitated again.

"Yuru, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to make you recover." Shen Lang said seriously.

At this time, Ruan Juling walked in with tea. When she heard these words, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She knew that Shen Juxian's original name was Shen Yuru, and she secretly wondered in her heart: "Could it be that Shen Yuru is really his wife?"

Shen Lang looked up at Shen Tielan and asked, "Master Shen, how did you get to know Yuru? How did she lose her memory? Do you remember any specific details?"

Shen Tielan frowned slightly, lost in reminiscence. "It was on a secluded path outside Shanghai. I was on my way when I saw her being dragged by two people."

"I recognized her from our Xiao Si Xi troupe, where she had performed in operas, including the role of He Xiangu in the Shanghai production of 'The Eight Immortals Celebrating Birthday.' So I rescued her and brought her back to the troupe. I wanted to help her find her family, but I discovered she didn't even remember who she was."

After a pause, he continued, "After a few months in Peking, her amnesia showed no improvement. I felt that if she always remembered painful things, it would be difficult for her to live a normal life. Since I couldn't help her, I might as well let her live a happy life. So I simply changed her name to Shen Juxian and accepted her as my apprentice."

"I brought her to Shanghai this time to see if I could help her recover some of her memories or find her family."

Shen Lang frowned, pretending to be heartbroken. "How could this happen? She told me she was going to Kun Opera Troupe to learn opera, but she's been gone for so long. I've mobilized a lot of manpower and resources but still can't find her. Thank you, troupe leader Shen, for saving her. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to think about the consequences."

Then he said sincerely, "Master Shen, I, Shen Lang, will always remember your kindness in saving Yu Ru's life, and I will definitely reward you handsomely."

"Hey, Mr. Shen, you're too kind. I didn't save her life for any reward." Shen Tielan waved her hands quickly.

Then he looked at Shen Juxian again: "Yuru, you still can't remember anything?"

At this time, Shen Juxian's mind was confused and she couldn't remember anything.

She shook her head and looked at Shen Lang again: "Am I really your wife?"

"Could it be fake?" Shen Lang said without blinking, "Or do you think I, Shen Lang, would just randomly pick up a wife on the street?"

In order to convince Shen Juxian completely, Shen Lang began to talk incessantly about their so-called past.

"Yuru, do you remember the first time we met? It was at a grand banquet. You were wearing a light blue cheongsam, and your figure was graceful, like a fairy descending to earth."

Shen Lang started making up stories: "You sang 'The Peony Pavilion' on stage that time. Your graceful voice immediately captivated me. From that moment on, I decided that you were the one I would protect for the rest of my life." "Later, we traveled together, got engaged by Daming Lake, and proposed to your father. Do you really remember none of those wonderful times?"

Shen Juxian's mind was still blank. Although she still couldn't remember anything, the scenes described by Shen Lang inexplicably made her feel warm.

With Shen Lang's seemingly sincere eyes and vivid description, she almost believed that she was really Shen Lang's wife.

Shen Juxian stared at Shen Lang, her eyes full of hesitation and struggle.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked by the inexplicable confusion and bewilderment in his heart.

She pondered over it over and over in her heart. The past that Shen Lang described was so vivid and every detail seemed to have really happened, but why could she not find any trace of it in her mind?
Could it be that it was really amnesia that made those precious memories disappear without a trace?

A glimmer of expectation flashed in her eyes. Perhaps, this was really the beauty she had experienced, but it was just forgotten in the corner of her memory.

"But..." Shen Juxian spoke softly, her voice trembling slightly, "Why don't I feel any familiarity at all? If we really have so many beautiful memories, why can't I feel a trace of warmth now?"

As she spoke, she bit her lower lip unconsciously and frowned tightly, trying to evoke even a trace of emotion from the bottom of her heart that matched Shen Lang's description.

Seeing this, Shen Lang's face showed an even more painful expression. He held Shen Juxian's hand tightly, as if he wanted to convey his emotions to her through his palm.

"Yuru, this is all caused by that damn accident. It not only made you lose your memory, but also made you lose the perception of your past emotions. But it doesn't matter. I will be with you and help you regain everything you once had, bit by bit."

Shen Juxian listened to Shen Lang's words, and then saw Shen Lang's affectionate eyes and sincere expression, and began to believe it a little.

Perhaps, I really am his wife, but fate has made me forget everything.

However, Shen Juxian's doubts did not dissipate.

Although she was moved by Shen Lang's affection, the confusion brought about by amnesia made it difficult for her to fully believe it.

At this time, other troupe members in the rest area also cast suspicious glances.

Ruan Juling's eyes were filled with vigilance. She took a step forward, crossed her arms, and asked, "Mr. Shen, you said Juxian was your wife, but it's hard to believe just by saying it. Do you have any concrete evidence?"

There was obvious distrust in her tone and doubt written all over her face.

The troupe member next to him also said, "Yes, you said Juxian is your wife. If there is any evidence, we will all believe it."

"But why do I feel like it's real? Because when we first met Juxian, her name was indeed Shen Yuru."

"But isn't Mr. Shen's last name Shen? How can he and Juxian be husband and wife?"

Everyone was talking at once, their eyes fixed on Shen Lang.

Shen Lang remained calm and said, "Can't we get married if we have the same surname? Besides, she grew up in our family. Is it strange that she has the same surname as me, Shen?"

Shen Juxian felt more and more conflicted as she listened to Shen Lang's answer.

She looked at Shen Lang, her eyes full of confusion and struggle.

At this moment, a female disciple walked in with an anxious look on her face.

"Master, there's another person outside who claims to be an old acquaintance of Juxian. He says his last name is Yi, or Mr. Yi. He insists on seeing Juxian, and no one can stop him."

Her voice broke the tense atmosphere in the lounge area.

Shen Tielan's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Shen Lang, then at Shen Juxian, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Mr. Shen, how about I go and take a look first?"

"No, I want to see which bastard dares to steal my wife." Shen Lang frowned, "This is simply outrageous!"

Just as he finished speaking, a voice came from outside: "Mr. Yi is here..."

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I swear, after the next late shift, I will find an opportunity to fuck the boss lady

(End of this chapter)