I Was Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years-Same and Different

Welcome to "I'm Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years," exclusively produced by Feilu Novel Network, narrated by Sang Ze Wang Xiaomo Lao He.

At 7:00 AM on July 20, 2020, in the master bedroom on the second floor of the Villa No. 36, Prestige East Sea Residence, North District, Donghai City, Wu Chen opened his eyes precisely on the hour, looked at the ceiling, and revealed a relieved smile. He was back, the third proactive Reset of his New Life.

The first Reset because I stole Wang Zhuangyuan's car and was being harassed by Wang Zhuangyuan's men, so I Reset right outside the door.

The second Reset was because the Old Blade's men wanted to stage a car accident. Wu Chen completed the Reset just before he died at the moment the car accident occurred, which was all within expectations and the plan.

This third Reset was not part of Wu Chen's pre-planned strategy. However, because there were only unexpected situations and no emergencies, Wu Chen had the time and mood to spend half a day on July 20th, researching some things, seeking some thrills, and finally, he completed the active Reset before his death in the car chase.

Wu Chen smiled and turned to look at Li Ruobing, whose long hair was disheveled and whose eyes still had tear stains. She was fast asleep. Wu Chen put his arm around the sleeping Li Ruobing and then leaned into Wu Chen's arms, turning to the side and putting one arm around Wu Chen's neck.

He was sleeping very soundly because he had only fallen asleep two hours earlier and was not woken up by Wu Chen's movements.

Wu Chen was also extremely exhausted, both mentally and physically. He had just Reset, and his condition at 7 a. m. on July 20th should have been like this.

He didn't fall asleep until 5 a. m. with Li Ruobing. Li Ruobing was still competing with him, being quite proactive. After thinking about it, he realized it was Wu Chen, so he hugged Li Ruobing, turned over, and closed his eyes to sleep.

There's not much to think about. Reset, get some sleep first, and then we'll talk about it.

Five hours later, at noon, Wu Chen woke up again.

Just like the previous July 20th, he came alone to wash up, got dressed and went downstairs, where he saw Zhuang Xiaodie making lunch.

After talking with Zhuang Xiaodie in the kitchen for a while, Wu Chen returned to the living room, watched TV for a bit, and then started making phone calls.

First, call Song Xun to arrange a time and place for the marriage contract meeting.

Then I called Old Blade and we talked about Jiang Chuan.

Wu Chen essentially repeated what he did on July 20th.

This kind of repetition puts no pressure on Wu Chen at all; he can even time it perfectly, down to the second.

He got used to the seven-year Reincarnation. He went crazy, hugged hundreds of people who were desperate and committed suicide because of the repetitive life, and finally changed his mindset, began to learn various skills, investigate various things, and date various women.

At this moment, Wu Chen can confidently say that he is the most mentally resilient person in the world, without exception.

However, although it was a repetition, Wu Chen did something slightly different this time.

During his call with Old Blade, he instructed Old Blade to have someone tie Jiang Chuan up, and arranged for Wu Chen to meet with Jiang Chuan that afternoon.

Afterwards, just like before, Wu Chen received a call from Lei Cheng. Everything else remained the same, except that Wu Chen and Lei Cheng arranged a different time and place to meet.

As time progressed, Zhuang Xiaodie finished cooking, Wu Chen went upstairs to call Li Ruobing. He then carried Li Ruobing downstairs to eat.

During the meal, Li Ruobing's words and Zhuang Xiaodie's reactions were the same as before, which gave Wu Chen a very subtle and interesting feeling.

Before lunch ended, Wu Chen made another revision. "Xiaodi, get ready this afternoon, put on your makeup and wait for my call. I'll take you out."

Wu Chen put down his chopsticks, grabbed a tissue, and wiped his mouth as he spoke.

Okay, Mr. Wu.

Zhuang Xiaodie nodded obediently.

Where are you taking your sweetheart for fun?

Li Ruobing glanced at Wu Chen and asked in a teasing tone.

Wu Chen turned to look at Li Ruobing, then leaned forward, cupped her chin in his hand, kissed the corner of Li Ruobing mouth, and smiled. "Take a good rest today."

Wu Chen smiled after speaking.

Li Ruobin gave a soft hum, but didn't press Wu Chen for more information.

Wu Chen told him to be good.

But Li Ruobing wasn't the kind of gentle, obedient woman; on the contrary, she was very assertive and strong-willed.

But it's strange, maybe because she had just given Wu Chen the gift last night, Li Ruobing felt a sweet feeling of being coaxed by Wu Chen.

Around 2 p. m., Wu Chen left home on time and drove to Still Early Café in Central District. He arrived at around 2:30 p. m., got out of the car, went inside, opened Private Dining Room, and went upstairs. The whole process was no different from the previous July 20th. However, after Wu Chen sat down in the Private Dining Room, things changed.

Judging from the timeline, Song Xuan is currently on his way, and Wu Yurong is in the same car with him, sitting next to him.

Wu Chen dialed Wu Yurong's number, and it took about seven or eight seconds for Wu Yurong to answer.

Hello.

Wu Yurong coughed once, then said in a soft, sweet, yet formal tone that he was acting because his daughter was beside him and had come with her.

Wu Chen smiled and asked directly.

Yes, how did you know?

Wu Yurong agreed and then asked in return.

Wu Chen asked the question he wanted to ask, but he deliberately controlled his tone.

The difference in tone of voice made it difficult for Song Xue, who was standing nearby, to determine the identity of the person speaking to her mother, let alone directly identify who it was; she could only guess.

Wu Chen laughed and said, "Alright, we'll wait for you."

Good.

Wu Yurong could only say "okay," as her daughter was beside her, preventing her from saying much.

At around 2:45, Wu Chen received a message from Song Xuan.

Two minutes later, the door to the Private Dining Room opened, and Song Xuan and Wu Yurong entered. They went through the same formal introductions, small talk, exchanging compliments, ordering coffee or tea, and chatting casually, finally discussing the contract.

After showing the contract to Wu Chen, Song Xuan told his mother and then got up to go to the Restroom.

Song Xun then went out.

Xiao Wu.

Wu Chen, who was looking at the contract, looked up at Wu Yurong across from him.

How?

Wu Yurong stopped laughing and asked in return.

Wu Chen stood up, walked around the table, and pulled Wu Chen into her arms.

Wu Yurong turned to the side and hugged Wu Chen's neck. "Can't I call you Little Wu?" she asked.

No, it's not that you can't call it that, it's just quite strange.

Is that strange?

What should I call you then?

Husband?

After calling him "husband," Wu Yurong kissed Wu Chen on the corner of his mouth.

Either way.

Wu Chen smiled, then turned his head slightly and said, "Go back and do it. Your daughter will see."

No way, Xuanxuan went to the Restroom, it takes a few minutes.

Wu Yurong then asked Wu Chen in a soft, sweet voice, "How did you know beforehand that I was with Xuanxuan?"

Her eyes sparkled, as if she wanted to see right through Wu Chen.

That doesn't make sense. She's been with her daughter since noon, and only decided to come along at the last minute. No one else knew.

How could Wu Chen possibly know? He's a prophet!

As Wu Yurong was speaking, Wu Chen picked up his coffee, as if he was about to pour it on himself.

Actually, because Wu Yurong was sitting in his lap, he would fall onto Wu Yurong.

Before Wu Yurong could finish speaking, she instinctively released Wu Chen, stood up and moved to the side to dodge, and then the door was smashed open with a bang.

Senior Song Xuan burst in, looking very excited.

Wu Yurong swallowed back the question she was about to ask Wu Chen why he wanted to throw coffee at her, and her whole body jolted as if she had been electrocuted, almost being seen by her daughter.

He sat in Wu Chen, and although Wu Chen had warned him, he felt it was fine.

Wu Chen startled him, and in a moment of reflex, he got up and hid for a moment before Song Xuan barged in.

That's incredible foresight! How could Wu Chen know that Song Xuan would suddenly return in less than a minute?

The coffee wasn't actually poured out; Wu Chen stopped in time.

Seeing Song Xuan suddenly barge in, Wu Chen smiled and asked, "Classmate Song, what's wrong?"

After asking the question, Wu Chen took a sip of his coffee and glanced at Wu Yurong, whose expression was extremely off.

Wu Chen knew what had happened.

On July 20th of the previous year, he asked Song Xuan, and although Song Xuan only replied that An Menglan had called him, that was enough.

Wu Chen certainly knew who An Menglan was, Wu Chen also knew that An Menglan was Song Xuan's idol. He could also deduce why An Menglan called Wu Chen.

Therefore, he was very clear about Song Xun's mental state.

Wu Yurong was standing to one side, which was a bit strange.

But as long as Wu Yurong wasn't sitting in Wu Chen, his position anywhere in the Private Dining Room was only slightly odd, not a problem.

In his normal state, Song Xuan might have asked a question, but now he doesn't even ask if it happened.

To his shock, he was still in a state of extreme excitement and agitation.

District Chief, do you know?

It was An Menglan. An Menglan called me and said she wanted to sign me and wanted me to come to her company.

Oops!

As Song Xue spoke excitedly, she let out a scream of extreme excitement, befitting a very little girl.

She's not young anymore, but she's only a sophomore in college. Although her feelings for her idol are different from those of purely fangirls, they're not too different.

Xuanxuan, be quiet.

Wu Yuerong composed herself, raised her voice, and reminded Song Xuan, then said with a gentle, reproachful yet affectionate look, "Be mindful of your behavior in public."

Song Xuan called out in a coquettish tone, squeezed to Wu Yurong's side, grabbed Wu Yurong's arm and jumped up and down a couple of times, still super excitedly saying, "An Menglan! It's An Menglan!"

Okay, okay, I know. Do you look like it?

Wu Yurong smiled helplessly and dealt with her daughter. Chu Yin, the female bodyguard outside the door, closed the Private Dining Room. Song Xuan excitedly teased his mother, then took two steps to the other side of the table, turned around and sat down, facing Wu Chen. He placed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and excitedly said to Wu Chen, "Senior, senior, An Menglan wants to sign me!"

Overwhelmed with excitement, I shared my joy with others.

Oh, really?

Congratulations!

Wu Chen played along with Song Xuan, deliberately exaggerating his laughter.

This actually calmed the Song army down considerably.

Tch, senior, you're so perfunctory! You're not sincere at all!

Song Xuan curled his lip, but immediately leaned closer, excitedly telling Wu Chen, "Senior, this is Menglan! How can you be so calm? He wants to sign me! He wants to sign you! He even asked for your phone number! Your brother is more famous than me, and you're so talented. He'll definitely promote you. You can become a big star!"

Song Xuan spoke very quickly, which is unusual for him. Right now, he was like an ordinary working person who had suddenly won a huge lottery prize—excited, thrilled, and a little nervous to the point of being unable to control himself.

An Menglan is not only his idol, but also closely linked to his musical dreams.

Just as Song Xuan and Wu Chen were talking, Wu Yurong moved closer to Wu Chen and gestured slightly, so Wu Chen moved over to the side.

Wu Yurong sat down next to Wu Chen and muttered to himself, "It's so cold over there with the air conditioning on," trying to justify his actions.

Song Xuan didn't even ask him why he was standing next to Wu Chen, but he made up his own reasons, making Song Xuan think that he was actually trying to switch places because he felt the air conditioning on the other side was too cold. Song Xuan still didn't pay attention to what he said.

In fact, that scene was already over, and Song Xuan couldn't possibly think about it too much. Wu Yurong was just too scared, so she took the initiative to recruit.

Senior, can I give An Menglan your phone number?

Song Xuan had already brought up this issue with Wu Chen, and before Wu Chen could answer, a somewhat pitiful expression appeared on her extremely beautiful face.

Senior, please, please don't refuse me, okay?

We're together, right?

He cared too much. He was afraid that Wu Chen would disagree, and if that happened, An Menglan would not be able to sign Wu Chen, this wildly popular amateur singer. Song Xuan's mind might also change because of this, since Wu Chen wrote all the songs.

Song Xuan didn't think Wu Chen didn't want to be a big star and make a lot of money; he just might not want to owe An Menglan's company anything.

An Menglan is a female singer, and most of the new talents she mentors are also female singers.

You can give him my phone number.

Wu Chen thought for a moment and smiled at Song Xuan.

However, I have no intention of poking it.

He will not debut.

Song Xuan was taken aback, unable to understand Wu Chen's thoughts.

Senior, don't you want to make money?

Song Xun asked Wu Chen.

I'd like to, but can't I make money by writing songs too?

Wu Chen laughed and said, "Wouldn't you have made even more money if you debuted?"

Doesn't your girlfriend allow it?

Song Xuan's tone changed. Because Wu Yurong was present, he didn't say the words "rich woman," as that would have embarrassed Wu Chen.

Xuanxuan, shouldn't you discuss signing with the company with me?

Wu Yuerong suddenly spoke, her tone still gentle and sweet, but her eyes were looking at her daughter very seriously.

When Song Xun looked at Wu Yurong, she suddenly seemed a little deflated.

Wu Yurong is a person whose inner self is very different from her outward appearance. Her gentleness is usually just a facade. She is the woman known as the Black Widow.

Song Xun knew his mother too well and didn't dare to go against her.

Mommy!

Song Yongxuan called out twice, his tone becoming increasingly coquettish. He reached out and grabbed his mother Wu Yurong's hand, pleading, "Please let me sign! I promise it won't affect my studies. I won't participate in any activities; I'll just focus on making music. It won't take up too much of my time. Please, Mom."

In the end, he even had the nerve to act cute, which is a very normal state of a daughter pleading with her mother.

Will it affect my studies?

Wu Yurong asked with a serious look in her eyes.

Yes, I promise it won't have any impact.

Song Xun nodded hurriedly and asked, "Can't I debut?"

Wu Yurong then asked, "Does this count as a debut?"

Song Xuan asked, "Does that person have potential?"

Wu Yurong retorted to his mother, "Don't you understand? An Menglan is purely focused on making music. I can just release songs. Besides, our family isn't poor. We can talk to her. I'm not doing this for money."

Song Xuan gently shook his mother's hand.

No matter how much he was persuaded, Song Xuan was confident in signing with any music company. Even if he didn't actually debut and couldn't bring more profit to the company, at most he could only bring in a share of the Song Royalties, signing with a company would be a piece of cake.

His confidence is built on his family background. Which company wouldn't want to build relationships with a clothing giant like Senlan Group, which represents such capital and connections?

Therefore, the issue of signing with the company is not about anything else, but about whether Wu Yuerong agrees.

He said he was willing to meet with me in person.

Mom, if you're worried, you can talk to him about it too, okay?

Okay, but I want to be involved throughout the whole process; I need to know all the details.

Wu Yurong reluctantly agreed.

Okay, okay, I'll definitely let you participate in everything.

Seeing Song Xuan stand up, he sighed, kissed Wu Yurong on the cheek, and said, "Mmm, I love you so much, Mom. I'm going to make a phone call."

Song Xue quickly left.

Go outside to make a phone call?

I hit him in front of him because there were some things he couldn't say to An Menglan in front of his mother.

The door to the Private Dining Room closed again. Wu Chen glanced at his watch, then smiled and took another sip of his coffee.

Wu Yurong glanced at Wu Chen with a strange look in his eyes. He wasn't thinking about his daughter's singing; instead, he was wondering if Wu Chen had some kind of precognitive ability.

My face is all swollen, why are you looking at me like that?

Wu Chen put down his coffee cup, smiled, and asked Wu Yurong, "What color am I wearing underneath today?"

Wu Yurong's gentle and sweet voice reveals the Wu Chen.

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