Even if I'm a Fake Heiress, I Will Dare to Be Trashy

Shen Hui was used to driving herself. To her, letting someone else drive was like putting her life in another's hands - she would never do something so foolish. The only exception would be if the one who wanted to drive was Shen Yue.

When she parked and walked over, she realized there was another person in front of Su Yunan - it was Tang Yi. Tang Yi's fake smile was the same as always, but with one look Shen Hui confirmed that Tang Yi had regained his memories.

On the surface, Tang Yi's expression, manners, and little details in his movements were all the same as before, but Shen Hui combined the information she had obtained recently - Tang Yi's sudden "madness" and the great interest he showed in Shen Yue - with the gift Tang Yi held in his hands now. With all that, it was easy for her to make a judgment.

The Tang Yi without memories would only ever go to the study to speak privately with Shen Yichen whenever he came to the Shen house, then leave immediately. How would he know Shen Yue loved caramel pudding and trashy CEO novels?

Shen Hui saw through everything, but she didn't say anything, only politely nodding to Tang Yi.

Just as she was about to call to Su Yunan to leave, she heard Su Yunan say to Tang Yi in a tone she had never heard from him before, "Long time no see."

Only then did Shen Hui shift the focus of her gaze from Tang Yi to Su Yunan.

Was Su Yunan's back always so straight?

And his posture...every detail seemed deliberately designed.

Shen Hui thought of the silent and taciturn Su Yunan who usually helped her out, then looked at the man before her inexplicably exuding pheromones. Shen Hui came to a definite conclusion.

The best plastic surgery for men was a fall from grace.

After thinking random thoughts in a very short time, Shen Hui was eager to go find Shen Yue to play. So she said to Su Yunan, "Are you coming or not, Su Yunan?"

Hearing Shen Hui's voice, the unconscious wariness Tang Yi had triggered in Su Yunan's heart eased. He remembered why he had come and an elegantly polite smile he didn't know where he had learned appeared on his face, flawless.

He replied, "Coming."

Seeing Su Yunan's expression, Shen Hui thought for a moment then made a judgment and started verifying.

"Did you used to smile at Shen Yue like that?"

Su Yunan: ......

Had he? It seemed like he had.

The guards in Cell Block 1 all needed to smile like that.

"Yes."

Shen Hui nodded. Verification complete, now to attack: "So you're not so innocent yourself."

From Shen Hui's words, Su Yunan heard a different meaning. Far from feeling angry, a nameless feeling of guilty joy welled up in his heart.

Laughter appeared in his eyes, no longer clear, but with restrained control: "Thank you for the compliment."

Hearing Su Yunan's reply, Shen Hui looked at him again. Discovering that the faint fear Su Yunan had held towards her was already gone, Shen Hui knew that Su Yunan had started to be swallowed by the memories.

Swallowed, not influenced.

The Su Yunan of this world line had received redemption far too early without enduring the pain that had strengthened him. So when the memories of Guard No. 14, who had given his life for Shen Yue, suddenly appeared, the Su Yunan who had lived a peaceful life for so long had no resistance at all.

Su Yunan's brain capacity couldn't compare to Shen Yue's.

Let alone to Shen Hui's.

Inadequate brain capacity made memory transfer more likely to drive one mad. Aside from inherent capacity, another reason was the brain's adaptability.

People with good adaptability could quickly distinguish between the memories and the present. They would treat the memories as references and make rational judgments to eventually find their true selves.

Like Shen Hui, Shen Yue, Tang Yi, Si Chengyou and others. They had all doubted and judged the memories at some point, clearly knowing what was real so they could compare, explore, and seek answers.

But some people cannot distinguish between memories and reality. They would be gradually swallowed up by the memories until they became completely different people.

Right now, Su Yunan was the second case.

Shen Hui had been walking in front of Su Yunan, maintaining a distance of about three steps, not too close or far. She suddenly turned and asked: "Do you want those memories in your brain?"

Unlike his usual behavior, Su Yunan didn't answer directly. Instead, he asked back: "Do you want me to want them?"

These were definitely not words the honest Su Yunan would have uttered.

Shen Hui had her answer, but remembering what Su Yunan had said after first waking up, she lowered her eyes and didn't interfere in the end: "Up to you."

After all, if Su Yunan lost control and insisted, she could just wash his brain again.

Su Yunan followed behind Shen Hui, keeping a distance of about three steps, neither too close nor too far.

He heard Shen Hui ask the butler where Shen Yue was. The butler said Shen Yue was doing experiments in the garden.

So they went to the garden together and saw Shen Yue playing with mud.

Shen Yue was playing very seriously, even getting smudges on her cheeks.

Su Yunan instinctively wanted to take out a handkerchief and wipe Shen Yue's face, but when he reached into his pocket he couldn't find anything suitable.

Behind them, Tang Yi raised his eyebrows when he saw Su Yunan gesture to take something out.

Having been through this before, the gesture's meaning was all too familiar to Tang Yi.

Since Shen Hui spotted Shen Yue, there was no one else in her eyes. She went straight to Shen Yue without caring that she herself would get dirty and wiped the smudges from Shen Yue's cheeks. Only then did she ask, "What are you doing?"

Shen Yue beamed and pointed at the pile of mud in front of her, proudly saying, "This is the mud from Wang Wei's poetry that I searched so long for!"

Shen Hui rarely smiled, but Shen Yue influenced her easily. Seeing Shen Yue's happy smile, her eyes also lit up with laughter.

Su Yunan said the Shen Yue of the past never smiled.

She knew that.

She also knew she preferred the Shen Yue now, free of cares.

"What can this mud do?" Shen Hui naturally touched the mud with her hand that was already dirtied from Shen Yue's cheeks, not acting her age at all.

Shen Yue continued persuading her: "With the soil from Wang Wei's poems, we can grow the flowers from Wang Wei's poems."

Shen Hui nodded. "Then I'll help you plant some."

Shen Yue was happier to have one more person join her. She had noticed Su Yunan but didn't take the initiative to speak to him.

Because she discovered something slightly absurd. The way Su Yunan was standing resembled Guard No. 14.

Unsure, needed a second look.

By the time Shen Yue and Shen Hui finally finished planting the flowers and went to the sink to wash their hands, Su Yunan suddenly came over, seemingly wanting to help.

But someone with the surname Si was even faster.

"Yueyue, I'll wash for you."

Seeing a certain someone suddenly appear, Shen Yue looked puzzled. "Where did you pop out from?"

Si Chengyou had already grabbed Shen Yue's hands, blocking Su Yunan's line of sight while carefully cleaning her. But his words were rather ground out between clenched teeth: "Crawled out of the trash."

Shen Yue fell silent. She could tell Si Chengyou was jealous again.

Previously, Si Chengyou had tagged Shen Yue in a video post, asking her - if I were your trash can boyfriend, would you still love me?

Shen Yue had replied decisively: My big brother won't let me get a boyfriend from the trash.

A joke, yet Si Chengyou actually remembered it.

She decided to humor him and lightly said: "That hurts a bit."

As expected, hearing that, Si Chengyou immediately lightened his movements and lost his ferocity.

Normally things would have ended there, but Shen Yue wasn't alone today. Beside her was a Shen Hui who now knew the whole story and had become a Shen Yue brain, as well as the half-awakened Guard No. 14.

So when Shen Yue said it hurt, Si Chengyou immediately suffered a double attack.

Shen Hui slapped Si Chengyou's hands away, tone unkind as she said: "She said it hurts. Didn't you hear?"

Guard No. 14 followed closely, flexing his arm to abruptly make Si Chengyou move away from Shen Yue.

Si Chengyou: ......

He understood. Here it came again.

While Si Chengyou was doubting life itself, Tang Yi watched the show leisurely on the other side, phone open to a call log with Si Chengyou at the top of recent calls.

"Si Chengyou, now we're even."