Chapter 2

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     Compared to the futuristic banquet hall, the dark wooden walls and black carpet made the corridor Duan Hengye and the supporting male lead feel excessively oppressive. After the female lead followed the palace servants to change clothes, Duan Hengye quietly stood by the window and began to slowly organize the unfamiliar and complicated memories in his mind.

Duan Hengye was a person who was extremely focused once he did something. Seeing him stand there for a long time without saying anything, the neglected supporting male lead finally couldn't help but walk over to Duan Hengye's side and ask: "Professor Duan … why are you doing this today?" His tone carried a bit of an interrogative tone.

It was true that he had inherited over twenty years of memories, but in Duan Hengye's eyes, these memories were like scattered pieces of A4 paper. It wasn't easy to organize them at all. Now that the process of organizing the A4 paper was suddenly interrupted, Duan Hengye was slightly displeased. He furrowed his brows and asked the supporting male lead: "What's your name?" Even though he was very familiar with this little brother in front of him as a reader, in reality, this was the first time the two had met.

"My name is Xiao Weijian … The lady just now is called Shang Mengzhen. She's my girlfriend." After saying this, Xiao Weijian touched his nose a bit unnaturally.

"… …"

Keep making things up! Even though there were still dozens of chapters that hadn't been read, Duan Hengye at least knew that — — the novel had been serialized for almost two hundred chapters, and the female lead was still single. There was nothing to do with Xiao Weijian at all. However, Duan Hengye didn't expose the pitiful supporting male lead. He didn't continue the topic of identity and directly said: "Your girlfriend made Empress unhappy."

After hearing Duan Hangye's explanation, Xiao Weijian, who originally thought that the other party would have a good answer, had an ugly expression on his face again. He said in a low voice, "You listen to the Empress like this? As the director of the Imperial Mecha Research Institute, I've always thought that your current status was obtained through the results of your research. Professor Duan, your actions today are a stain on your reputation … and on all the years of hard work you've put into this research! "

Young man, what you said makes a lot of sense. If only the original owner of this body had such awareness … Duan Hengye silently ridiculed in his heart. However, in the face of Xiao Weijian's' interrogation ', he turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. He said in a cold and slightly disdainful voice, "Are you lecturing me?" In other words, Xiao Weijian was not qualified to do so.

Xiao Weijian couldn't help but shudder when he saw the look in Duan Qingye's eyes. It was also at this moment that he, who was blinded by anger, finally reacted. Although his father was a galactic tycoon, this man in front of him wasn't someone he could casually question.

When he saw Xiao Weijian's face suddenly turn pale, Duan Hengye took a small step towards him and said, "Your father is Xiao Chi, the manufacturer of the mecha B-05's light screen." Duan Hengye still didn't finish his sentence, but as soon as he said this, Xiao Weijian's aura completely fell. He understood what Duan Hengye meant.

After a while, as if waiting for Xiao Weijian to digest the previous sentence, Duan Hengye finally answered the first question: "If it's not me, then it's someone else."

If it's not me, then it's someone else?

As soon as he said this, the female lead had just finished changing her clothes and was walking into the living room with the robot.

As the female lead of a Mary Sue novel, Shang Mengzhen's appearance was flawless. Shang Mengzhen was now wearing a wine-red silk gown with a long trailing tail. It looked especially gorgeous under the light. Her long chestnut hair was tied up behind her head, making her look exceptionally noble.

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