Chapter 102 So, what you said was all true.

"Chen Yan!!!"

Seeing that Chen Yan intended to continue, Chen Yan immediately panicked.

"CEO Liu, this man before you with the same face as mine is my twin brother. He's one of those people from over there, and he's stolen all my information. Because our faces are identical and our DNA is too, Uncle Fu couldn't find anything, and you thought I was lying to you."

"Now, do you believe me?"

However, Chen Yan couldn't be bothered with his younger brother. A person who had taken all the benefits wanted him to be understanding and consider the big picture. Didn't that just show that when considering interests, the other party always excluded him? For a powerful person, how thick-skinned must he be to say such things?

Chen Yan's expression changed completely.

That panic wasn't faked; it seeped out from his very bones. His fingers trembled slightly, and his lips twitched as if he wanted to say something, but Chen Yan gave him no chance to speak.

"Shut up." Chen Yan didn't even spare Chen Yan a glance, his tone as flat as if he were discussing a trivial matter. "When I'm speaking, just listen."

His gaze remained fixed on Liu Ruyan's face.

Liu Ruyan's expression shifted from shock to a strange blankness. It wasn't an absence of emotion, but rather a surfeit of it—so much so that her face didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

She released her hold on Chen Yan's arm and took a half-step back.

It wasn't fear, but an instinctive need for some distance to think.

"You said he stole your information?" Liu Ruyan's voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself. "What do you mean?"

"It means..." Chen Yan pulled his phone from his pocket, pulled up a photo of his ID, and turned the screen toward Liu Ruyan. "Look at this face, then look at his. Are they the same or not?"

Liu Ruyan glanced down at the screen, then looked up at Chen Yan.

Identical.

Of course they were.

If not for the fresh slap mark on Chen Yan's face, she wouldn't have been able to tell them apart at all. The same eyes and brows, the same profile, the same jawline—even their heights were nearly identical.

"Then... why couldn't I find anything? Uncle Fu and the Liu family's intelligence network, it's impossible..."

Liu Ruyan tried to ask for clarification, but before she could finish, Chen Yan interrupted her.

"This... your true husband in the eyes of the law. He's from the Heavenly Palace. No matter how rich the Liu family is, to him, you're just an ATM that cultivated into human form."

Chen Yan's words were full of mockery. He didn't want anything else now; he just wanted to make the other man uncomfortable. He was expected to understand him, but who would understand him?

He was the one who had given sincerely, while the other guy just swooped in to reap the rewards.

"So, everything you said was true."

Liu Ruyan was no fool. Coming from a business background, she naturally knew the weight of the name "Heavenly Palace," and everything immediately clicked into place.

It was normal that she couldn't find anything. It would have been strange if she had.

"Ruyan... listen to my explanation. I actually just..."

Seeing that Liu Ruyan's expression was off, Chen Yan, who had been acting all aloof and cold just a moment ago, immediately lost his composure.

"No need to explain, you damn simp."

"I know exactly what you've been plotting in that head of yours."

Unexpectedly, Liu Ruyan brushed him off, cutting him off before he could continue.

"I was able to secure my position as the heir to the Liu family because you helped behind the scenes, right?"

"You thought that after we got married, I didn't love you and instead thought of him. You wanted to find out if it was this face I didn't like, or if it was you as a person, right?"

It had to be said that at this moment, Liu Ruyan's IQ was firing on all cylinders.

"I..."

His inner thoughts exposed, Chen Yan was momentarily speechless.

"I..." Chen Yan opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing, but it was as if someone were choking him; he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

The corridor was so quiet that the sound of the airflow from the ventilation system overhead could be heard—a low gurgling, like something boiling in the shadows.

Liu Ruyan watched him, a slow curve forming at the corners of her mouth. It wasn't a large smile—small, even—but its impact was devastating. It wasn't a sneer or a mockery, but the realization of "I knew I was right." It was like a detective finally finding the last piece of a puzzle and clicking it into place with a soft "click."

"'I' what?" Liu Ruyan pressed forward, her high heels clicking sharply against the floor tiles. "I've hit the nail on the head, and now you don't know how to spin it? Or do you want to say it's not like that, that I've misunderstood you, and then start some soulful confession?"

Chen Yan leaned against the wall, his fingers curling slightly as his nails scraped the white paint, making a faint scratching sound. His lips trembled, not from the cold, but because something was thrashing wildly in his chest, making his whole body shake, yet he didn't know how to release it.

"However, you're right. I have indeed fallen for Chen Yan, and I truly do not like you."

"Since you're a scion of a noble family and received an elite education, why don't you show it? With so much at your disposal, your performance isn't even as good as your twin brother, Chen Yan."

"Look at us—how long have I even known him?"

"Eat shit..."