Chapter 169 "Little Jiang, your vision is too narrow."
Because there weren't enough chairs, Zhang Mo was the only one sitting. Jiu Xuan, Xiao Tao, and Yu Hui stood in a row beside her, each holding a slice of watermelon, their eyes wide with excitement as they watched Su Yutang prepare to say something to Jiang Mian.
Jiang Mian, her face practically glowing red from being cooked, darted around, avoiding Su Yutang's gaze. She was at a loss for what to do with her hands and feet, so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground: "This... I don't think this is necessary. It's been so long..."
But Su Yutang's face was firm, her eyes revealing an undeniable determination, and she said resolutely, "No, I must say it today."
She took a deep breath, as if to release all the emotions that had been building up in her heart over the years: "As far back as I can remember, my father has been extremely busy. He was so busy that he didn't have time to spend weekends with me, didn't have time to help me attend parent-teacher conferences, and didn't even have time to celebrate my birthday."
Every time I call him, he either doesn't answer or says he's busy with something very important.
I asked him what he was busy with, and he said he didn't know. He said he was protecting our country's security, and that although our country seemed peaceful, it actually faced many unknown dangers.
I was too young to understand at the time, and I just thought he was making up lies to deceive me. Later, during my adolescence, I went through a particularly rebellious period. The more he forbade me to do something, the more I did it.
For example, the day I met you at sea, he rarely made time to be with me, even though it wasn't a good day for fishing. He clearly told me not to go. But I was determined to go against his wishes.
The waves were too big, and I fell into the sea. If it weren't for you, I would be dead now.
While Su Yutang was pouring out his heart, the four people at the table were also genuinely enjoying watermelon while performing a group crosstalk routine.
Jiu Xuan: "It's a life-saving grace."
Zhang Mo: "That's really true."
Yu Hui: "That's amazing."
Xiao Tao: "Mm!"
Jiang Mian: "......"
Having such a group of companions is truly a blessing for him.
Su Yutang tilted her head slightly, adjusted her emotions, and a relieved smile appeared on her face as she continued, "It was on that day that I saw your fishtail."
That day I finally understood what my father meant: there are indeed many unknowns in this world that are beyond the reach of common scientific knowledge.
That night, after I got home, I had a good talk with my dad. It was the first time he had ever opened up to me about the specifics of his work.
Only then did I realize how great my father's work was, and how foolish I had been all these years.
Later, I studied and trained hard, and finally caught up with my father, joining the National Security Bureau to dedicate my efforts to protecting the country and its people.
Jiang Mian: "Ah..."
Onlookers: "Huh?"
The plot twist was like a rollercoaster ride, catching everyone off guard.
"I really thank you. You have no idea how much that day meant to me." Su Yutang's voice became gentle and sincere. "You not only saved my life, but you also saved my future."
If it weren't for you, I might still be resentful of my father. I'd probably be a female rapper in an underground band, spending my days writing pretentious lyrics to diss my useless civil servant father.
Jiang Mian, Jiu Xuan, Yu Hui, Xiao Tao: I don't understand, but it sounds scary.
Zhang Mo: "".
This is truly a life-saving grace.
Su Yutang: "I am really, really grateful to you."
After speaking, Su Yutang took a step forward solemnly and bowed deeply, the degree of her bow as if she wanted to express all her gratitude in that gesture.
Seeing this, Jiang Mian hurriedly waved her hands and stammered, "No, no, I really just did it casually..."
Su Yutang straightened up, her clear and sincere eyes looking at Jiang Mian. After hesitating for a moment, she asked softly, "By the way, actually, I wanted to thank you in person a few years ago. I even went to see you several times, but I never got to see you. It felt like you were avoiding me. Why is that? Did I do something wrong?"
Jiang Mian: "......"
Four onlookers whispered among themselves—
Jiu Xuan: "So we still can't be too presumptuous."
Zhang Mo: "Xiao Jiang, you still have a narrow perspective."
Yu Hui: "If you had come to me for a reading back then, this misunderstanding wouldn't have happened."
Xiao Tao: "Yes~"
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I never expected that "The Son of the Sea" would have such a happy ending.
After seeing off the other irrelevant people, even Jiu Xuan couldn't help but sigh, realizing that the fairy tales of the human race were indeed all lies.
Zhang Mo stretched and leaned back in her chair, saying, "Isn't that more realistic? Where do all these people come from who fall head over heels in love after just one meeting?"
Jiu Xuan sat down next to Zhang Mo, rested her chin on her hands, and looked at her with bright eyes: "Who said that? I liked you the first time I saw you."
Zhang Mo had almost gotten used to hearing sweet words from her, so she was too lazy to respond. Instead, she turned the laptop screen on the table a little closer to Jiu Xuan and said, "Here, let me show you something."
Jiuxuan leaned closer and found it was a website, but it was all in Thai, like a swarm of tiny ants. She couldn't understand it, except for a black and white photo.
The photograph shows a circular magic circle, in the center of which lies a woman with her eyes closed, wearing a pure white wedding dress. The woman's face is as pale as paper, lifeless, and there seems to be a trace of blood on the wedding dress, making her appear particularly eerie against the black and white backdrop of the photograph.
Zhang Mo: "Online translation isn't very intelligent, so let me give you a brief introduction."
This is a Southeast Asian sorcery. On the wedding day, killing the bride will imprison her soul forever within the family, making her enslaved and driven by everyone in the family. Through this life-sacrifice, they gain the protection of an evil god.
Jiu Xuan scoffed: "No matter which country it is, this kind of sacrificial ritual always involves killing women or children. It hasn't changed at all over the past thousands of years."
Zhang Mo continued, "And it's not just about grabbing anyone to marry."
The prerequisite is that the bride's birth chart must be a perfect match for the groom's, and she must not have had any intimate contact with any other woman before.
If so, then the person of the opposite sex must also be captured, killed before the sacrificial ceremony, and their blood used to draw a magic circle in exchange for the evil god's forgiveness.
The news article above tells the story of an innocent young couple who were forcibly taken away fifty years ago simply because the woman's birth chart matched that of the village chief's son.
The man died from having his throat cut and being bled to death; the woman was burned alive as a sacrifice.
Jiu Xuan understood: "You mean, the warlord's son insisted on arresting Wu Kexin's 'ex-boyfriend' because of this?"
Zhang Mo nodded solemnly: "Yes."
In this world, there are no fairy tales, and even less domineering warlords who fall in love with me.
Most of all, there is calculation and greed.
"The master we relied on fell due to the backlash, the military base was turned upside down by us, and Ming Guosheng's criminal group was also arrested by the police."
This is arguably the worst time for their family's fortunes, and given their level of superstition, I doubt they will simply abandon this ritual.
These next few days, we must make sure to protect Wu Kexin.
Jiuxuan: "Don't worry."
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