The Dog Emperor Has Gained Telepathy - Chapter 70 Extra 5

Chapter 70 Extra 5

Extra 5: First Release

Dead?

Lu Zhiwan froze.

Lu Zhizao hummed in acknowledgment, sitting back down by the hospital bed with a serious tone. Listen carefully to what I’m about to say. Don’t comment until I finish, okay?
The last time she saw her sister this serious was when she advised her to carefully consider whether to return to ancient times.

After so many years, seeing her sister with this expression again made Lu Zhiwan hold her breath and nod solemnly. Okay.
Only then did Lu Zhizao continue: The original author’s pen name is Arrogant Scholar. A friend of mine who works as a web novel editor used some connections to find out that this Arrogant Scholar’s real name is Zhao Wenshao, from H City, who attended H City Experimental Second High School.
Lu Zhiwan: !!!
She was both shocked that the original author’s real name was indeed Zhao Wenshao, and surprised that this Zhao Wenshao actually attended the same high school as her?

Her alma mater was H City Experimental Second High School.

He graduated the same year as you, and even confessed to you with a love letter. But back then you had so many admirers you never paid him any attention. After high school graduation, he went to A City for university and became infatuated with the class belle Xiao Ningning. Xiao Ningning was exceptionally beautiful, came from a wealthy family, and was friendly to classmates – universally recognized as the goddess of their class.
According to my investigation, Xiao Ningning once helped Zhao Wenshao with a small favor during a campus event. Zhao Wenshao took this as her being interested in him, and subsequently began a three-month ‘pursuit’ of Xiao Ningning – or more accurately, harassment—

Lu Zhizao shrugged, her tone showing no concealment of disdain for Zhao Wenshao: Meanwhile, he was serializing a novel online where he was the protagonist. In the book, he was Zhao Wenshao – full of ambition but perpetually unrecognized. Xiao Ningning was the gentle, generous white moonlight, while you… the ‘bad’ woman who coldly rejected him in high school, became the greedy, extravagant, and lustful treacherous concubine in his writing…
Lu Zhiwan had been trying hard not to interrupt throughout, but when she heard the reason she was written into the book, she finally couldn’t hold back: Damn it, I don’t even remember this person from high school! How dare he write me into his book?
Lu Zhizao slowly lifted her eyelids to glance at her: I’ve never understood how men’s minds work, but—aren’t you curious about your Xiao Jingting?
This made Lu Zhiwan’s eyes light up, staring intently at Lu Zhizao: That’s right, Xiao Ningning really exists, so does that mean Xiao Jingting is also…
Her voice unconsciously softened, filled with hope yet afraid of disappointment: Is he a real person?
An affirmative Mm came from opposite her.

It was as if a fire instantly ignited in Lu Zhiwan’s heart, just like that night in the cave when he lit a flame in the darkness.

Sis! Are you serious?! She was so excited she almost jumped up from the bed.

Hey, keep your voice down. No loud noises in the hospital.
Lu Zhizao pressed her sister back down, her gaze helpless. Calm down, or I won’t tell you anymore.
This threat immediately made Lu Zhiwan stop moving, obediently covering her mouth while staring at Lu Zhizao with wide, pleading dark eyes.

Lu Zhizao didn’t conceal anything and slowly revealed the information she had uncovered: Xiao Jingting is indeed a real person. He is the heir to the Xiao Group in City A and also Xiao Ningning’s cousin. Xiao Ningning suffered greatly from Zhao Wenshao’s persistent harassment and was later diagnosed with mild depression. When Xiao Jingting learned that his cousin was being harassed, he personally took people to teach Zhao Wenshao a lesson and warned him never to bother Xiao Ningning again, or else he would make it impossible for him to remain in the city.
Lu Zhiwan listened in astonishment: So Zhao Wenshao wrote him into the book too, casting him as the tyrannical emperor who oppresses the male lead with his power?
Lu Zhizao nodded and added: After verification, not only are you several real people, but even Zhao Wenshao’s harem in the book—like Qin Mingyue, Gui Ruoxi, Zhong Linger… these are all real girls… This entire book can be said to be Zhao Wenshao’s masterpiece of wishful thinking.
Lu Zhiwan fell silent.

She retracted her previous view that Xiao Ningning was love-struck—Xiao Ningning was utterly innocent!

The other girls were innocent too, having done nothing wrong yet inexplicably written into the book by an unfamiliar male classmate and fantasized as his concubines. Just thinking about it was nauseating!

So how did Zhao Wenshao die? When did it happen?
Not long after you first woke up, he died of sudden cardiac death in prison.
Sudden death in prison?
Lu Zhiwan frowned, her eyes filled with confusion.

Lu Zhizao spoke unhurriedly: Didn’t Xiao Jingting teach Zhao Wenshao a lesson? The Xiao Group is the industry leader in City A. After offending the Xiao family, no company dared hire Zhao Wenshao. After being rejected by several companies, he could only stay home writing web novels. After finishing that wishful thinking masterpiece, he blamed all his real-life failures on Xiao Jingting, believing Xiao Jingting had torn him and Xiao Ningning apart. In a fit of rage, he rented a car and deliberately crashed into Xiao Jingting when he was out—
Lu Zhiwan’s eyelids twitched violently, her hands clutching the sheets tightly: What happened to him?
Lu Zhizao looked deeply at her sister: He fell into a coma, becoming a vegetable just like you. Zhao Wenshao was detained on charges of attempted murder, but before the high court’s trial concluded, he died suddenly in prison. Wanwan, I wonder if it’s possible… because the ancient Xiao Jingting killed Zhao Wenshao, the modern Zhao Wenshao died suddenly around the same time?
Lu Zhiwan frowned in thought, then looked up again with a grave expression: I don’t care how Zhao Wenshao died, I just want to know how Xiao Jingting is doing now?
Lu Zhizao: I had someone inquire recently—he’s still lying unconscious in a private hospital.
The evening breeze drifted slowly through the hospital window. Both women in the room fell silent, the atmosphere becoming profoundly still.

After a long while, Lu Zhiwan looked up: Sis, I want to go to City A to find him.
Lu Zhizao met her gaze, not showing any surprise: I figured you would.
Four years ago she had returned to ancient times for Xiao Jingting, let alone just flying to City A now.

***

After patiently undergoing seven days of observation in the hospital, Lu Zhiwan was finally officially discharged by the doctors.

The moment she left the hospital, she eagerly boarded a flight to City A.

Following the address obtained through her sister’s contacts, she found the private hospital owned by the Xiao Group.

But when she reached the front desk and stated her purpose, the staff turned her away: Sorry, Miss Lu, outsiders are not permitted to visit President Xiao.
Lu Zhiwan grew frantic. She wanted to say she wasn’t an outsider—she was Xiao Jingting’s lawfully wedded wife, bound to him for life.

Yet those events were too bizarre. If she spoke of them, she’d surely be sent straight to a psychiatric hospital.

As she paced anxiously outside the hospital, restless as an ant on a hot pan, she spotted a familiar face—

The gentle beauty stepping out of the black Ferrari was unmistakably Xiao Ningning in her youth.

Seeing her as a lifeline, Lu Zhiwan rushed forward: Miss Xiao, Miss Xiao… I’m Lu Zhiwan, Lu Zhizao’s younger sister… My sister must have mentioned me. I was in a coma until just recently…
Startled by the sudden approach, Xiao Ningning took a moment to register the woman’s striking, delicate features. Hearing Lu Zhizao’s name, she recalled that about three or four years ago, a corporate executive from H City named Lu Zhizao had indeed contacted her, mentioning a novel written by Zhao Wenshao and her sister’s coma.

Xiao Ningning had found it strange at the time and hardly believable—after all, the idea of transmigrating into a book was just too far-fetched.

Yet years later, this woman claiming to be Lu Zhiwan had suddenly appeared—and judging by her appearance, demeanor, and attire, she didn’t seem like a deranged mental patient.

Harboring both doubt and curiosity, Xiao Ningning invited Lu Zhiwan to the hospital’s reception lounge and cautiously began a conversation with her.

Lu Zhiwan knew it would be hard for a stranger to grasp her experiences. She explained as concisely as she could, then gazed earnestly at Xiao Ningning: Miss Xiao, could you take me to see President Xiao? I just want to see him, to check on his condition… I’ll leave right after and won’t cause any trouble.
For some reason, Xiao Ningning felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the woman before her.

Perhaps it was their shared gender, or their mutual disdain for Zhao Wenshao’s actions. After some hesitation, Xiao Ningning finally agreed to take Lu Zhiwan to Xiao Jingting’s hospital room.

After a thorough security check, Lu Zhiwan entered the high-end ward on the top floor.

Pushing the door open, she saw a spacious, tranquil room centered around a luxurious hospital bed surrounded by sophisticated, expensive medical equipment, their monitors beeping and displaying various readings.

And there on the bed lay the handsome man she had been longing for—tubes attached, eyes closed, deep in slumber.

After so long, seeing Xiao Jingting’s youthful face again brought tears streaming down Lu Zhiwan’s cheeks.

Though he had aged gracefully into a handsome old man, everyone looks better in their youth.

Turning back and seeing Lu Zhiwan’s reddened eyes and tear-streaked face, Xiao Ningning was taken aback: Miss Lu, what’s wrong?
It’s… it’s nothing. Lu Zhiwan wiped her tears with her sleeve, forcing a smile. I’m just so happy to see him again. Heaven has been kind to me.
Hearing this, Xiao Ningning’s uncertainty grew. The depth of sorrow and affection in Lu Zhiwan’s expression didn’t seem acted… if it was an act, she belonged on the Cannes red carpet next year.

Lost in thought, Lu Zhiwan had already reached the bedside, her gaze fixed intently on the person lying there as if she wanted to etch his appearance deeply into her mind, unable to get enough of looking at him.

After a long while, Lu Zhiwan asked, Did the doctor say when he might wake up?
Xiao Ningning shook her head dejectedly. The doctor said unless a miracle happens, he’ll remain like this for the rest of his life…
At this, she choked up with guilt. It’s all my fault. If he hadn’t helped me, Zhao Wenshao wouldn’t have taken revenge on him.
Lu Zhiwan turned to her and comforted her gently, It’s not your fault. You’re a victim too. The blame lies with that deranged Zhao Wenshao, who has no regard for laws…
The two girls, both disgusted by that harem stallion novel, spent some more time cursing Zhao Wenshao by the bedside, feeling a sense of camaraderie as kindred spirits.

Before leaving the hospital room, Lu Zhiwan exchanged contact information with Xiao Ningning.

Xiao Ningning said, You should head back to H City first. Don’t worry, if my brother wakes up, I’ll definitely share the good news with you.
Lu Zhiwan replied, Then next time I want to visit him…
Xiao Ningning said, That’s simple. Just let me know in advance. If the timing works, I’ll bring you along.
Lu Zhiwan felt immensely grateful, thinking that this Xiao Ningning before her was truly beautiful and kind-hearted, much more likable than the Xiao Ningning portrayed by that disgusting Zhao Wenshao. Thank you so much, Miss Xiao.
It’s no trouble at all, no need to be polite. Xiao Ningning smiled at her, then paused as if remembering something and hesitantly added, But Miss Lu, have you considered the possibility that if my brother wakes up, he might not have memories from ancient times…
Lu Zhiwan was taken aback.

Xiao Ningning bit her lip. If that really happens, what will you do?
Lu Zhiwan fell silent for a moment before responding, If he doesn’t have memories of his past life, it means he’s not my A-Yin. My A-Yin told me that no matter when or where, as long as we reunite, he would recognize me at first sight.
Hearing this, Xiao Ningning was visibly moved. I hope you both get your wish.
After staying in A City for a few days, Lu Zhiwan realized there was no immediate news of Xiao Jingting waking up, so she reluctantly returned to H City.

She now understood how agonizing it was to wait for someone who might not wake up anytime soon.

In her spare time, she went to Compassion Temple to find the old monk she had met before.

The old monk’s answer was cryptic and profound: The *Causality Sutra* says: ‘If you wish to know the causes of your past life, look at the circumstances of your present life. If you wish to know the consequences of your future life, look at the actions of your present life.’ Do not be anxious, benefactor, nor cling to attachments. Live well in the present moment. What is meant to come will come; what is not meant to come will not, no matter how anxiously you wait.Lu Zhiwan felt she had just listened to a bunch of empty, chicken soup-like nonsense, but out of respect for the old monk’s previous help, she pressed her palms together and said, ‘Thank you for your guidance, Master,’ and donated 8,888 yuan as an offering.
On her way home, she received a WeChat message from her mom: Wanwan, remember to come home for dinner tonight. I made your favorite sweet and sour ribs and potato beef brisket.
Lu Zhiwan’s melancholy eased slightly, and she replied with an Okay on her phone.

As evening approached, she arrived at her residential complex. Thinking about the ribs and beef brisket for dinner, she stopped by the supermarket to buy a large bottle of ice-cold cola.

When she entered the residential complex clutching a large bottle of cola, Lu Zhiwan noticed that the elderly neighbors who usually whispered about her as if she were some exotic creature were paying her no attention today. Instead, they were gathered around a gleaming luxury car, chattering excitedly about how impressive it looked and how much it must have cost.

Grateful that the car had diverted their attention, Lu Zhiwan quietly slipped into the building entrance with her cola.

Inside the elevator, she thought to herself, Two glasses of cola should be enough for tonight. Ever since I was discharged from the hospital, Mom has been finding all sorts of ways to feed me, and I’ve already gained an inch around my waist. For the sake of her future acting career, she needed to exercise some restraint!

With a ding, the elevator doors opened, and she stepped out.

When she spotted the tall, slender figure in a tailored suit standing in the corridor outside her apartment, Lu Zhiwan froze. Had she exited the elevator wrong? Or had she mistaken someone else’s door for her own?

She glanced back at the elevator—it was indeed the sixth floor.

Just as she was about to ask if the gentleman was at the wrong door, he turned around before she could speak—

Just like countless times before, he always seemed to know what she was thinking. This time, too, he spoke first: Wanwan.
Xiao Jingting, dressed in a black suit, looked toward the girl in the floral spaghetti-strap dress standing by the elevator, clutching a cola bottle with a stunned expression. His narrow eyes curved into a smile as he said gently, I’ve finally found you.
The ice-cold cola bottle was dropped with a thud, and the next moment, the petite figure fluttered like a butterfly into his embrace.

Ah Yin! Lu Zhiwan wrapped her arms around his neck, practically hanging onto him. Her fair cheeks were already soaked with tears, which she unceremoniously wiped against his custom-made suit. Sobbing, she murmured, I thought I’d never see you again in this lifetime…
Xiao Jingting held the girl in his arms, his chin resting against her forehead as he chuckled softly. How could I bear to make you wait for me forever?
It took Lu Zhiwan a while to calm down in his embrace before she suddenly remembered something. Tearfully, she looked up at him and asked, When did you wake up? Ningning didn’t send me any message.
Xiao Jingting replied, I woke up this morning. I told her not to message you yet.
Lu Zhiwan glared at him. Why! Do you know how worried I was? I even went to Compassion Temple earlier and donated 8,888 yuan! A fortune!

Xiao Jingting wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, his handsome eyes smiling. I just woke up and needed some time to understand this new world. Besides, in our past life, you were the one who traveled back to ancient times to find me. This time, it’s my turn to come find you.
Lu Zhiwan was taken aback, her nose tingling with emotion as tears once again welled up in her eyes.

But before she could say anything else, the apartment door suddenly swung open. Her father, putting on his shoes, called back inside, Besides ice-cold cola, is there anything else we need to buy?
From inside, her mother’s voice echoed distantly, Then grab a bag of sugar while you’re at it. We’re running low—
Her father responded, Alright.
As he finished putting on his shoes and looked up, he was stunned by the sight of the young couple embracing outside the door. Th-this… this… Honey, come quick!!!
Lu Zhiwan blinked from within Xiao Jingting’s embrace. The ‘ugly son-in-law’ is about to meet his future in-laws. Are you ready, President Xiao?
Tapping her forehead lightly with his finger, Xiao Jingting chuckled. Ugly? After a whole lifetime apart, Wanwan’s standards have certainly risen.
Hearing hurried footsteps from inside the apartment, Xiao Jingting set aside his teasing and took Lu Zhiwan’s hand.

Looking at the two elders standing dumbfounded and at a loss by the door, he composedly and respectfully bowed: Hello, Uncle and Aunt. I am your son-in-law, Xiao Jingting. It’s my first time meeting you, and I look forward to your guidance.
Lu Dad and Lu Mom: !!!
What should one pay attention to when the emperor son-in-law visits for the first time? Waiting online, urgent!

== The End ==