Chapter 57 The Male Lead Controlled by the Female Lead

Looking at the thing in his hands, Jiang Chongming found it hard to believe.

His mind was filled with questions: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing here?

Just moments ago, his memory was of ordering flowers and her favorite cake, planning to create a beautiful moment together after work—so how had it suddenly jumped to a divorce scene?

“Brother-in-law, over here!”

With Wei Kaihao’s appearance, fragmented images flashed through Jiang Chongming’s mind.

“Brother-in-law, this is Tingting!”

“Brother-in-law, how could you do something like this?!”

“Brother-in-law, have you gone crazy?!”

…

He had actually gotten into a jealous fight with Wei Kaihao, even coming to blows over a woman?!

How was that possible?

Jiang Chongming knew very well how much he cherished his hands. Even a small paper cut made him cautious—let alone fighting someone. These were hands meant to save lives, not hurt others.

【Why does he seem a bit dazed?】

【Could it be he just woke up?】

【Don’t tell me… my golden finger is this powerful? It can even help people break free from the plot’s control?】

Jiang Chongming immediately turned his gaze toward Ruan Yaoyao.

Ruan Yaoyao was startled: 【Why is he looking at me?】

【Could it be…】

“Brother-in-law…” Wei Kaihao quickly stepped in front of him, grabbing his arm and pulling him away. “Don’t say anything yet. Come with me first.”

The Xu family also sprang into action. The men surrounded Jiang Chongming, while the women gathered around Ruan Yaoyao. By the time she regained her freedom, Jiang Chongming was already gone.

“That scared me to death—I thought he was going to hit someone!” Yu Xiangqiao exaggerated deliberately.

“I was scared too!” Yun Jinxian added.

Ruan Yaoyao: 【Me too!】

Yu Xiangqiao & Yun Jinxian: But not for the same reason!

Inside the room.

Jiang Chongming’s gaze fell on Wei Kaihao. “What’s going on?”

Wei Kaihao explained everything in a rush, even pulling Xu Chengyan over as proof—the first victim.

Then he asked how Jiang Chongming’s situation compared to theirs. When being controlled, was he like Wei Kaihao or Xu Chengyan?

Jiang Chongming thought for a moment.

“When you were controlled, you didn’t know what you were doing at all. Only after everything happened did you come to your senses—but you remember every detail, right?”

Wei Kaihao nodded.

“And you,” Jiang Chongming turned to Xu Chengyan, “you actually knew you were being controlled, but you couldn’t break free. And in trying to resist, you encountered a lot of bizarre things?”

Xu Chengyan nodded.

“My situation is different from both of you,” Jiang Chongming said. “I don’t remember anything.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means that during the time I was controlled, I basically have no memory of what happened.”

Everyone was shocked.

How could that be?

The three of them had encountered Li Tingting, yet their experiences were completely different.

Before, they thought Xu Chengyan and Wei Kaihao differed because one was the male lead and the other a supporting male character—but Jiang Chongming was also a male lead, wasn’t he?

“So even male leads can differ from each other?”

“No idea. Anyway, when you see my mom later, don’t reveal that you can hear her thoughts. If she finds out, she won’t act as freely, and it’ll be harder for us to learn anything.”

“And we don’t even know if the ‘golden finger’ will still work once its existence is exposed. We can’t take that risk.”

…

As expected of a top student, Jiang Chongming grasped the situation quickly and agreed to cooperate.

If he hadn’t experienced it himself, he would never have believed something so unscientific.

But since he had, then until science could explain it, self-preservation came first—whether the method was scientific or not didn’t matter.

After settling everything, Jiang Chongming met Wei Puyu, who had tears in her eyes.

“Hubby…”

Wei Puyu had already learned what happened from Wei Kaihao. The moment she saw him, tears streamed down as she threw herself into his arms.

She had suffered so much during this time. She truly thought he had cheated and fallen for someone else.

“I’m sorry,” Jiang Chongming held her tightly, gently kissing her forehead. “I made you worry.”

“I thought you didn’t love me anymore.”

“How could that be? The one I love has always been you.”

Wei Puyu suddenly looked up, disbelief written all over her face. “What did you just say? You said you love me?”

Her husband had never said those words before—he always believed actions spoke louder than words.

Though she felt a little regretful, she understood his personality and never pressed the issue.

“I said, I love you.”

Tears slid down her face again—this time, tears of joy. “I thought you’d never say that to me in this lifetime…”

“I thought you already knew, so whether I said it or not didn’t matter.”

“It doesn’t matter—I understand. I know you don’t like saying it, and I don’t mind,” she said through tears. “As long as I’m in your heart, that’s enough.”

Because she loved him, she could accept everything about him.

Those weren’t flaws—just parts of who he was.

As long as it was him, she loved it all.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Chongming felt both heartache and a quiet sense of joy. If he hadn’t said it, he would never have known that such simple words could make her this happy.

If he had known earlier, he would have said it, wouldn’t he?

Not saying it didn’t mean he didn’t love her.

Her love was vibrant and visible, like blooming flowers—while his was buried deep, carved into his very bones.

To him, she was like air—so essential that he had taken her presence for granted. He never imagined a day she might leave him. After all, her love had always been bold and unwavering.

Because of her certainty, he had felt secure—immersed in her love while chasing his own dreams.

But what happened with Li Tingting struck him like a bolt from the blue.

It made him realize—she could leave him.

Even if she loved him deeply, if he “pushed her away” with his own hands, she wouldn’t be able to hold on forever.

He had never told her how much he loved her. To the outside world, it seemed he was merely “moved” by her.

In such a situation, how could she firmly believe their love was real?

He hadn’t given her enough security.

“But I mind,” Jiang Chongming said softly, cupping her face with his long, elegant fingers, gently wiping away her tears. “I’m afraid you’ll leave me.”

“How could I leave you?!”

“You would. If I hadn’t suddenly woken up this time, you wouldn’t know how much I love you. You wouldn’t even realize I wasn’t falling out of love—I was being controlled. If I forced you to sign the divorce papers, you would have signed them.”

Wei Puyu glanced at the divorce agreement on the table and couldn’t refute it.

She loved him and never wanted to leave—but if he truly forced her… what choice would she have had?

“Don’t look at it!” Jiang Chongming firmly turned her face back. “That wasn’t written by me—it was written by a possessed lunatic. That wasn’t me. So remember this: no matter what happens in the future, through life and death, I, Jiang Chongming, will only ever be your husband. If one day you think I’ve changed… then that’s not me.”