Chapter 53: Destined to die, but with a glimmer of hope!

"So you already knew that?"

Ling Zhe was so frightened that he couldn't stop shivering.

It is the fear of death.

But he didn't want to make his family worry, so he forced a smile and comforted them:

"It's okay. Isn't it just a few decades less than others? Even if I can only live to my twenties, my life is so wonderful, what's there to be dissatisfied about? Wait another eighteen years, and I'll be a brave man again! How about I be reborn as your son? Or daughter? What do you like?"

The originally sad and mournful atmosphere was turned around by Ling Zhe's few words and became outrageous and funny.

Ling Li glared at him unhappily:

"I won't give birth! Live your life well!"

Ling Zhe scratched his head.

Ling Zhicheng: "Don't worry, this story isn't over yet. After your grandfather heard this, he was extremely anxious and asked Master Cen for help, hoping for a turnaround. Finally, Master Cen went into seclusion for three days and finally saw a glimmer of hope from your horoscope!"

Ling Zhe's tone became anxious:

"A glimmer of hope? What is that?"

It turns out that he is not as carefree and indifferent as he appears.

The family members actually understand.

However, facing this question, Ling Zhicheng shook his head:

"There's only the word 'noble person', nothing else. Master Cen said it was a divine secret, and if he saw it, he would be seriously injured and need to rest for a full two weeks. We can only wait."

Ling Zhe's shoulders drooped, his eyes blank:

"Wait? How?"

"Didn't you wait until then?"

Ling Zhicheng's tone rarely showed a hint of excitement.

Ling Zhe was stunned:

"I've been waiting for it? When? Wait, can't it be..."

Suddenly, a sound came from outside the house——

"Sui Sui is back!"

Ling Zhicheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately walked over and opened the door.

Then, he saw the three-headed little kid slowly walking over the threshold of the yard, and he was stunned on the spot.

Sui Sui is too young and too childish.

Those eyes, as innocent as a newborn, are as clear as the sky on the plateau, without any worldly concerns, and full of spiritual energy.

...Can such a young child really be Ling Zhe's only hope of survival?

At this time, Sui Sui was talking to the screenwriter sister.

Her voice was crisp and grandma-like, and she answered the questions in a serious manner:

"I went to see He Miao! She's awake and drinking a bitter potion. How pitiful! Actually, she'll be well again tomorrow. After all, I've protected her!"

As he spoke, he sighed and shook his head, his face full of sympathy for the seedlings.

This appearance made the group of staff laugh.

By the way, I praise Sui Sui without thinking:

"You're amazing! You're worthy of being called Sui Sui!"

“That’s it!”

There is no word "modest" in Sui Sui's dictionary. He immediately straightened his chest and responded, and his little tuft trembled with his movement.

The guys laughed even harder.

Sui Sui followed with a smile.

Then, she seemed to realize something, twisted her little head, and happened to meet the eyes of Ling Zhicheng, who had been standing at the door for a long time without moving.

Sui Sui uttered a sound:

"Uncle, what are you looking at me for?"

Seeing is one thing.

The main thing is that this uncle’s eyes are so weird!

Urgency, desire, pleading... and a little bit of doubt.

Sui Sui tilted his head, expressing his incomprehension.

Ling Zhicheng's eyes moved slightly.

He walked up to Sui Sui, half-knelt down, and smiled kindly:

"You saved a brother today, right? I'm his father."

"Oh! Lingzhe!"

The noisy Ling Zhe!

The smile lines at the corners of Ling Zhicheng's eyes deepened, and he nodded:

"Yes, it's Ling Zhe."

In fact, Ling Zhicheng has a lot to say -

I want to ask Sui Sui how she saved Ling Zhe;

I also wanted to ask Sui Sui about her identity and origins;

I even want to ask Sui Sui if she is Ling Zhe's destined benefactor;

…

In the end, all these doubts turned into one sentence:

"Thank you for saving him."

"You're welcome."

Suisui waved his hand generously, indicating that it was just a piece of cake!

"If, I mean if, he encounters this kind of thing again in the future, could you please help him?"

As he said this, Ling Zhicheng smiled bitterly.

"I know this is a bit much to ask, but uncle really has no other choice...uncle doesn't want to lose him."

There was a hint of sob in Ling Zhicheng's tone.

This is a vulnerability that she has never shown in front of her family, but is easily revealed in front of Sui Sui.

Ling Zhicheng felt that the little cub in front of her seemed to have magical powers that could make people let down their guard and tell her the truth.

Sui Sui looked at him with her bright and clear eyes.

Then.

"OK!"

She nodded readily!

In fact, Sui Sui discovered it shortly after rescuing Ling Zhe.

Although Ling Zhe had a red aura on his head, and was born with a peaceful and wealthy appearance, there was a thin black line like a poisonous snake hidden in his red cloud. It was almost integrated with Ling Zhe's aura, rising and falling, and it was difficult to tell the difference between you and me.

Only Sui Sui could smell the thick, foul stench of death emanating from the black line.

That is a calamity, a fate that cannot be overcome for mortals.

But Suisui is not an ordinary person.

She is a little ginseng spirit who has been practicing for thousands of years!

Therefore, asking for help, which seemed difficult to ask for in Ling Zhicheng's opinion, was just a small matter for Sui Sui just by raising his hand!

Ling Zhicheng couldn't believe his ears and said excitedly:

"Really?"

Suisui looked at him, a grown man with white hair, with tears glistening in the corners of his eyes, and felt at a loss.

"Don't, don't, don't cry!"

Sui Sui's little face was full of panic as she jumped around Ling Zhicheng.

Ling Zhicheng was amused by her.

"Sorry, uncle is just too happy."

Sui Sui breathed a sigh of relief.

It's clearly written on his face: You adults are so difficult to deal with!

Ling Zhicheng thought about it, took out a business card and handed it to Suisui.

"Here's your uncle's number. You can call me anytime if you need anything."

Sui Sui took the business card in confusion.

As naive as she was, she didn't understand what the business card with the personal number of the chairman of Lingyun Group meant.

She just said "oh" casually and found a pocket to put the business card.

Ling Zhicheng watched her funny little movements with great interest.

Then he took out another card.

This time it was a bank card with a black background and silver foil.

"This is the money your uncle gave you. It's not much, only one million. You can give it to Mom and Dad, or keep it for yourself and buy what you want. If you run out of money, call your uncle and he will transfer money to this card."

Ling Zhicheng didn't think it was inappropriate for a three-and-a-half-year-old kid to hold a million-dollar bank card.

First, he respected Sui Sui's choice and she could spend the one million however she wanted;

Secondly, he believed that Sui Sui, who was able to rescue Ling Zhe, was not an ordinary person and had the ability to protect the money.

Of course, he still lowered his voice and reminded Sui Sui not to show off his wealth.

Including this conversation, both of them avoided others and no one could hear it.

Sui Sui looked at him in confusion and asked:

"What is money?"

(End of this chapter)