Chapter 123 Extra: A Daughter-in-law from Heaven
Note before reading: The modern chapter is about a parallel universe, traveling from ancient times to the present, with an age difference of twelve years. If you cannot accept this, please be careful. It is a story about a domineering president, but I am a pauper, so I may not be able to write it well, so you just have to bear with it.
The lights are on, the neon lights flicker and interweave, illuminating the streets with a riot of colour. On the busy streets, the honking of car horns and the roar of engines interweave into a unique traffic symphony.
The black luxury car slowly drove into the underground garage of an upscale residential area. The lights in the garage were cold yet bright, guiding the vehicles to their respective parking spaces in an orderly manner.
The luxury car slid smoothly into the exclusive parking space, the engine sound gradually died down, and the car door was then gently pushed open. The man got out of the car, casually adjusted his suit, and his leather shoes made a crisp sound on the ground, echoing in the empty garage.
I walked into the elevator and pressed the button for my floor. As soon as the elevator door closed, the phone in my pocket rang.
The caller was his friend and a partner in his company.
After answering the phone, before I could even open my mouth, I heard a noisy voice on the other end, "Ji Zheng! My wife has given birth! I won't be going to the company recently, so you can take care of it if you have anything else."
After saying that, without waiting for Ji Zheng to answer, he hung up the phone.
Ji Zheng was speechless, but he didn't say anything. After all, this was understandable.
Soon, the elevator arrived at my home.
After changing into slippers and throwing his clothes on the sofa, Ji Zheng walked to the refrigerator door, took out a bottle of water and took a sip.
The huge house was empty. Apart from him, the only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall.
After drinking the water, I slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. From the height of the 28th floor, I could see the entire city. The colorful lights intertwined, like a huge three-dimensional painting painted with bright neon lights.
In the distance, high-rise buildings are lined up one after another, and each window emits a different light, bright or dark, as if they are pixels of varying sizes in a painting, together piecing together the prosperous scene of the city at night.
The prosperity and bustle outside formed a sharp contrast with him. He was already thirty years old this year, with no father, no mother, no wife and no children.
In the past few years, my friends have gradually started families and had children, and even the poorest have girlfriends.
But he is still alone. It’s not that he hasn’t thought about looking for someone, but he has never met someone who makes his heart beat.
After watching for a while, Ji Zheng turned back to his room, prepared to take a shower, and then do his work.
However, as soon as he opened the bedroom door, Ji Zheng was stunned. A ragged boy was lying on the floor of his bedroom.
Ji Zheng quickly realized what was happening and frowned. Is this a thief? How dare he be so bold? And is the security system in this community so rubbish?
Just as he took out his cell phone to call the police, he saw the young man move, then he got up, hunched over and stood with his head down. Ji Zheng took a small step back vigilantly.
Seeing the skinny boy, Ji Zheng paused in his attempt to call the police.
"Who are you? Why are you in my house?" Ji Zheng asked directly.
Then Ji Zheng saw the young man's thin and fragile body tremble, and he looked very pitiful.
Although Ji Zheng is not a cold-blooded person, he will not easily feel sympathy for others. Looking at this young man at this moment, he inexplicably softened his heart.
Ji Zheng patiently asked again, "Speak up, who are you? Why are you in my house?"
Perhaps because his voice sounded a little serious this time, the young man looked up at him timidly and stammered, "My name is Ji Hean."
The sound was not much louder than a mosquito, and fortunately Ji Zheng's home was quiet and his hearing was still good.
"I woke up here in the morning. I don't know why I'm here." The boy lowered his head, his fingers nervously twisting the corners of his tattered clothes. It was obvious that he was very scared at the moment.
Seeing that the man posed no threat, Ji Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. He took two steps forward and looked the man up and down. Only then did he realize that although the boy's clothes were tattered, they were obviously ancient styles. His hair was combed into a Taoist style, which was obviously an ancient style.
An absurd thought came to his mind, and Ji Zheng asked calmly, "Where are you from?"
“It’s from Shiqiang Village...”
"Which country?"
"The Great Jin Dynasty."
"....." Ji Zheng was speechless for a moment.
After not hearing anyone talking for a long time, Ji Hean bit his lower lip unconsciously, and quietly looked up at Ji Zheng. After hesitating for a while, he said, "I originally went up the mountain to chop wood, but then I accidentally stepped on the air and fell off the cliff. When I woke up, I found myself here. I didn't mean to come to your house. I, I..."
As he spoke of the last part, Ji Hean couldn't hold back his tears. He was really scared. He ended up in a strange place, someone else's home, for no apparent reason.
Seeing people crying like this, Ji Zheng sighed, turned to the living room and got a tissue and handed it to Ji Hean, "Stop crying first, wipe your tears."
After sniffing, Ji Hean took the tissue and immediately widened his eyes at the soft touch of the tissue. It was so white and soft, even softer than the cotton cloth he had touched before. Was it really for him to use? Or was it for wiping tears?
He asked hesitantly, "Are you really going to give this to me?"
Seeing the man's cautious look, Ji Zheng felt a little amused. It was just a piece of paper, but he treated it as a rare treasure. He nodded and said, "Here you go. If you don't have enough, I have more here."
"Thank you, thank you." After saying thank you, Ji Hean took the tissue and slowly wiped his tears. Actually, he was reluctant to use it, but he was embarrassed to put it away in front of others, so he had to use it.
After everyone wiped their tears, Ji Zheng carefully looked at Ji Hean. He was thin and small, so he might be a minor. Thinking about him, he asked, "How old are you?"
Ji Hean was stunned for a moment, then replied with a trembling voice: "Ten or eighteen."
Eighteen? Ji Zheng was a little surprised, and his eyes returned to Ji Hean. She didn't look like eighteen at all, but more like fourteen or fifteen.
Ji Hean felt a little uncomfortable under Ji Zheng's gaze. He shrank his body and began to clasp his fingers nervously at his sides unconsciously.
Noticing the person's movements, Ji Zheng quickly retracted his gaze.
"Sorry to bother you, can you tell me how to get out?" Ji Hean asked again cautiously.
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