Chapter 209: The Abstinent Gigolo 9

Xi Jingtong’s grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly.

His grandmother’s greatest wish before dying…

Was to see him get married.

If things with Tang Wan truly worked out, then perhaps he could ask her for a favor someday—

Just to reassure Grandma before she passed.

…

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside Tang Wan’s apartment building.

After entering, Xi Jingtong headed straight for the kitchen and began preparing dinner.

Very quickly, the aroma of food filled the apartment.

Tang Wan inhaled the scent and suddenly froze slightly.

For some reason…

This scene felt strangely familiar.

Yes—

Although her emotional attachment to previous worlds had already been removed, she still remembered certain things clearly.

For example, in the last world, the villain had also cooked for her.

And every single one of them had been called Tongtong.

Thinking of this, Tang Wan immediately asked internally:

“Little Cutie, still no results yet?”

“There’s definitely something strange going on with the villains’ names.”

“They all have ‘Tong’ in them.”

Hearing this, Little Cutie hurriedly replied:

“Host, the main system still hasn’t given me a detailed answer yet!”

“I’ll tell you immediately once the investigation results come out!”

“Fine then.”

…

Soon, the dishes were served.

Tang Wan picked up her chopsticks and took a bite.

The next second—

She froze completely.

Because the flavor…

Was unexpectedly familiar.

For a moment, even the hand holding her chopsticks paused slightly.

Seeing her reaction, Xi Jingtong immediately asked:

“What’s wrong?”

“Doesn’t it suit your taste?”

Tang Wan snapped back to herself quickly.

“No!”

“It’s delicious!”

But inwardly, stormy waves had already exploded in her mind.

Coincidence?

Could this really just be coincidence?

The taste of Xi Jingtong’s cooking was unbelievably similar to Tang Yitong’s from the previous world.

She had eaten Tang Yitong’s food for decades.

There was no way she could mistake it.

Unless—

All villains’ cooking styles were generated through some identical system data model?

Thinking of this possibility, Tang Wan immediately asked Little Cutie while eating:

“Little Cutie, are details like cooking in the mission worlds also generated through system data?”

Hearing this, Little Cutie immediately denied it.

“Of course not, Host!”

“Before you enter each mission world, I only receive a rough framework.”

“Once you enter, all the finer life-related details are automatically completed by the characters themselves.”

Then it continued proudly:

“Humans are extremely complex lifeforms with emotions and independent thinking.”

“Even though AI has powerful computational abilities, it’s impossible to predict every single human action with one hundred percent accuracy.”

“So many detailed aspects inside mission worlds fall completely outside my calculations.”

…

Tang Wan narrowed her eyes slightly.

“Then how did you calculate that the villain and I are supposedly a perfect match?”

“Hehe!” Little Cutie immediately became smug.

“The knowledge involved here is enormous!”

“It includes topology, divination, probability theory, the I Ching and Eight Trigrams, physiognomy, numerology, astronomy, and lots of other disciplines!”

“Once combined together, they can calculate the most suitable match for a person!”

Then it added proudly:

“With my powerful computational abilities, I’m basically equivalent to those legendary masters among humans who can see someone’s entire fate with a single glance!”

Tang Wan: “…”

Then she suddenly asked calmly:

“So the fate trajectories of the villains I’ve encountered across these worlds…”

“Are all identical too?”

“Of course they’re the sa—”

Little Cutie suddenly stopped midway.

Then it screamed:

“Waaah! Host, you’re so bad!”

“You tricked me into saying it!”

…

Tang Wan’s heartbeat instantly accelerated.

Her fingers unconsciously tightened around her chopsticks.

The same?

If their fate trajectories were all identical—

Then did that mean…

The villains themselves were actually the same person?

In other words—

Was every single Tongtong she met across different worlds actually one and the same?

The moment that possibility appeared in her mind, Tang Wan couldn’t stop herself from looking up at Xi Jingtong.

…

Seeing her suddenly stare at him like that, Xi Jingtong paused slightly.

For some reason—

The look in her eyes had suddenly become extremely complicated.

There was shock.

Joy.

Confusion.

And something almost trance-like.

“Wanwan?”

Xi Jingtong slowly put down his chopsticks.

“What’s wrong?”

“Why are you suddenly looking at me like that?”