Following his words closely, Liu Mingyu was left awestruck. “Could this be what they meant when they said, the thing we wanted all our lives was here all along?”
Yang Chen nearly choked from her remark. “You realize we almost died trying to get this right?”
Liu Mingyu contemplated a little upon his reply and realized it was truly a turn of fate.
“Regardless, we can call it a mission accomplished!” The lady happily proclaimed.
“But I’m still not a hundred percent sure yet. We need Zhiqing to verify this once she’s fully recovered. For now, I’ll get someone to take this to my headquarters.”
“Your headquarters?” Liu Mingyu was visibly perplexed.
Yang Chen then quickly summarised the incident over at the Mediterranean coast, and it was then Liu Mingyu was clear that it was where his initial wedding was held.
Yang Chen noticed her change in expression as he quickly reassured her. “C’mon, you ladies chose not to attend. Besides, if you really want to go we can always go there for a holiday.”
Liu Mingyu naturally was not genuinely offended as she asked out of curiosity. “Why don’t we ship it back to Zhonghai then?”
Yang Chen explained, “The masked culprit that ambushed us, and the mysterious person who saved me are currently still unknown. If they’ve got guts to come to Australia, then it goes without saying that the threat is much higher back home. If we lose this, we will lose everything we fought for.”
The decision was set.
Yang Chen promptly ordered Makedon to send a team of Mossad veterans to take everything away. Anything that once belonged to China will be returned respectively, and the rest will be kept as per Yang Chen’s request.
The reason as to why he did not assign Sauron’s mercenaries to stop by, was with consideration of the commercial value of many of the treasures present. He eventually decided that it was more secure if the courageous and detail-oriented Mossad veterans were to handle the cargo transport.
The unknown bronze cauldron will be sent to the forgotten nation, to the enormous cliffside castle that Yang Chen owned.
After dealing with this, Yang Chen escorted Liu Mingyu onto a private jet heading back to China, reassuring her that he would care for Xue Zhiqing, before rushing back to London’s St Maria hospital.
Xue Zhiqing was sent into the VIP ward with professional intensive care. She has since woke up and had a much better complexion than before her surgery.
She noticed Yang Chen strolling into the ward and had instantly tried to make her way up into a sitting position but was quickly halted by the fresh wound on her abdomen.
“Hey hey easy on the wound.” Yang Chen rather heartachingly rushed to her assistance for her to lie down. “You’re not meeting the president, you can lie down.”
Xue Zhiqing giggled with her hand over her mouth. “I heard you carried me here in the middle of the night, invited the best doctor in the whole world just for me. I need to thank you…”
“What’s there to thank. That’s the most I can do for you.” Yang Chen admitted.
Xue Zhiqing noticed a change in Yang Chen’s tone, but she couldn’t tell the difference.
“Are you okay?” Xue Zhiqing blinked as she questioned.
Yang Chen’s facial expression was indeed rather awkward, emotions of guilt and warmth intertwined from within.
Further consolidating the fact was that she nearly died but still placed his safety as her first priority.
Even though he might have played an important role in giving her life a second go, she did sacrifice everything she had, so what he did was comparatively less significant.
And it was exactly what he did without a second thought, which would eventually lead her to offer everything she could as repayment.
Yang Chen was ashamed, guilt-ridden to many these days, even before his own harem.
Without a second thought, he bent lower, reached out his hand to lift up Xue Zhiqing’s fringe and ever so lightly pecked on her forehead.
Xue Zhiqing was caught in a daze as she watched, gradually soaking onto his display of love.
Maybe it was too sudden, or that she was still in disbelief, but her heart skipped a beat.
Silence speaks a thousand words as Xue Zhiqing, at this instant, see-through Yang Chen’s intentions.
In the ward, all they could hear were each other’s breaths.
After a prolonged moment of silence, Xue Zhiqing felt rather awkward as she broke it, stuttering from embarrassment. “So...what happened after?”
Yang Chen couldn’t help but grin, recalling when they first met in Los Angeles. Xue Zhiqing acted all flamboyant, but after her facade was off, she resembled a helpless child. After all, she was only barely a young adult
Yang Chen started from the part where he discovered a qi imbued bronze cauldron, which left Xue Zhiqing beaming from delight.
“It shouldn’t be bronze. If it has qi, then that has to be the pill refining cauldron. If my estimates are right, it is probably because it’s been way too long since anybody last used. After all, I’m pretty sure they didn’t have the technology in the Bronze age to mold a cauldron of that size.”
Yang Chen pulled up her blankets. “Well, you don’t have to be worried about that for now. When you get better I’ll take you over to verify.”
Whilst speaking, Yang Chen channeled Heaven and Earth Restoration Energy into each of her wounds. Even if the energy could not treat her wounds, it could supplement the recovery of non-organ structures.
The two chatted for a while before Xue Zhiqing casually reassured him of her condition. “I’m fine now, I think it’s about time you go back to Zhonghai for a bit, your family must be worried sick.”
A simple mention reminded Yang Chen of his longing for his family. He wondered if Lanlan’s grandfather had returned to Zhonghai, or if Lin Ruoxi was anxiously awaiting his return.
Possibly from the harrowing experience they had the past few days, right now, amongst Yang Chen’s greatest yearnings were to return to his home and be with his family.
A simple thought manifested to a quick decision. He understood that he should not delay any longer, as he informed the weary Xue Zhiqing to rest for two more days before he would escort her back.
It’s been more than a week since October came by, and the cold has slowly but gradually made its way to Zhonghai. Snow might not yet have arrived, but the damp Southern air brought about chilly mornings.
It was a Saturday morning in Yang Chen’s mansion living room, located in the Western District.
Lin Ruoxi stood right at the center, bare-faced, but with it eluding her beauty in her stern and seemingly cold face.
The woman had long, silky hair with the tip lightly curled, adding a tinge to her grace. She was dressed in a clean-cut, admiral blue jacket, paired with a cotton short skirt with built-in shorts.
As she matured through the years, from a naive teen to the elegant woman that she is, her femininity slowly brewed with time.
And at that moment, in her hands was a blue kid-sized jacket.
“Lanlan, if you don’t come over mummy’s gonna be really mad. Come on!” Lin Ruoxi was playing well with her ‘strict mum’ persona!
Lanlan was dressed in only a short-sleeved t-shirt with shorts, something she has been wearing since summer began. She pouted and sulked as she laid fidgeting on the couch. “No! Lanlan hates that. No more clothes, it’s warm…”
Due to her extraordinary build, Lanlan was resistant to low temperatures and had always dressed in whatever comfortable.
Lin Ruoxi originally assumed she was just sulking, but when she actually felt her skin, she noticed that her body was exactly the same as it was!
It was undoubtedly not something that would happen to a regular child!
Henceforth, as a counter-reaction to avoid other people’s suspicion of her condition, Lin Ruoxi would still expect Lanlan to dress according to the season, like everybody else.
“Why...are you so stubborn?! Listen to Mommy, you can wear whatever you want in the house, but not when you go out! Lanlan, you want the other children to like you too, right?” Lin Ruoxi was trying to reason with her.
Lanlan coyly replied, “Well then Lanlan’s not going, Lanlan will wait until it’s warmer!”
Lin Ruoxi was anxious but she was too precious for her to raise her voice, so she stood where she was, contemplating her next move.
Eventually, Guo Xuehua came out and she advised, “Ruoxi, let the child be. If she doesn't want to layer up we will just let her stay inside.”
“That’s not it! Mother…” Lin Ruoxi sighed. “I didn’t plan to take Lanlan out to play today. I scheduled an appointment with the headmistress of Yunhua kindergarten. I plan to take Lanlan to meet her and discuss her preschool admission.”
“Preschool?” Guo Xuehua was caught off guard. “Why didn’t you ever mention that before, what if Lanlan’s grandfather comes back?”
Lin Ruoxi was rather taken aback as she explained, “We’re already well into October. Even if Lanlan’s grandfather were to return, the deal would have expired by then. What I have in mind is to send Lanlan to preschool in the meantime, and when he returns, there would be fewer reasons for him to take her away.”
Guo Xuehua tactlessly chuckled. “Oh, the things you do to keep her.”
Lin Ruoxi’s face instantly reddened as she was called out. Back in early October, Lanlan’s grandfather’s absence was still very much a toss-up, which left her with recurring anxiety that her precious child would be taken away from her at any moment!
Not to mention that they have lost contact with Yang Chen for days, with no way of connecting with him, leaving Lin Ruoxi anxiety-ridden day and night.
Just when she was about to drag Lanlan upstairs, a long thud came from the outside!