Zhang Moyan raised her head, wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes, took a breath, squatted down, placed the white suitcase flat on the ground and opened it.
"You must not have seen what's in here yet, right? I've already checked it for you. I took the doll apart and checked its head, stomach, arms, and legs. There was nothing suspicious there except for the cotton. I lit a cartoon candle. It played music when it burned, but then it burned out and there was nothing. I didn't want to waste time on a few others, so I just cut them open. They were all pure candles. I also cut the tangram puzzles apart. There was nothing inside, not even any writing. And those things made of iron rods are obvious at a glance. They're not worth mentioning."
Zhang Moyan dropped his hand and concluded expressionlessly, "Do you understand? This box is simply Chen Guanfu's fishing tool."
The contents of the box had almost become garbage, all spread out before Jin Xueyang's eyes. Zhang Moyan propped herself up and stood up: "You can go back and report to 'them' now."
Having said this, Jin Xueyang knew he had nowhere to hide. He looked at the pile of junk at his feet, then at Zhang Moyan, and suddenly became angry and snorted coldly.
"After all, you still feel sorry for Xiao Xingyu," Jin Xueyang's face turned pale and blue as he asked gloomily, "Why are you so sad when I want to hurt him? Does touching him hurt you?!"
"...You admitted it..." Zhang Moyan seemed to have stopped breathing.
Jin Xueyang looked at Zhang Moyan, who was almost mentally and physically collapsed, with a distorted expression on his face. He couldn't help but roar, "Do you think I don't know that the person you love in your heart is Xiao Xingyu? Since you have been suspicious of me for a long time, why did you set up a trap to let me in instead of asking me directly, or why I took this path! If I were Xiao Xingyu today, would you treat Xiao Xingyu like this? You definitely wouldn't have the heart to fool him! Zhang Moyan, who do you think Xiao Xingyu is, and who do you think I am? Ha, I understand now, you are with me to protect Xiao Xingyu!"
Jin Xueyang's words were like a knife stabbing Zhang Moyan in the heart. She stared at Jin Xueyang with wide eyes, biting her lips tightly but unable to stop her teeth from trembling. After a while, the suppressed state could no longer be maintained. She felt a salty taste in her throat and spat out a mouthful of blood!
"!!" Jin Xueyang rushed over and cried out in a panic, "Mo Yan! Why are you..."
He tried to help Zhang Moyan in a panic, but Zhang Moyan raised her arm to refuse.
Stars of blood foam sprayed on the clean floor tiles, and a streak of bright red blood flowed down the corner of Zhang Moyan's pale mouth.
"Who do I think you are?" Zhang Moyan said sadly, holding back the salty taste in her mouth. "I thought you were someone who knew there was no chance of stopping, but still wanted to give it a try! Jin Xueyang, although I like Xiao Xingyu, I've only known him for less than a year, and we've known each other for almost seven years. You are also very important and precious to me! You are even the only one I dare to place my final bet on! But... I lost the bet, I failed..."
She took a deep breath uncomfortably. "Do you know how much I blamed myself when I found out you'd liked me for so long and I hadn't understood? As the saying goes, deep love is not as good as long-term companionship. Don't say that Xiao Xingyu and I couldn't possibly be together because of the feud between our two families. Even if it were possible, I would choose you over him!"
Jin Xueyang was stunned.
Zhang Moyan's tears, which she had been trying to hold back, finally slipped out of her red eyes. "When I learned that I was hated by my biological father, abandoned by my biological mother, disowned by my adoptive parents, and abandoned by Chen Guanfu, I was indeed sad. But Jin Xueyang, I only have you. It's only your hurt that has made me completely disappointed in this world!"
"I'm sorry!" Jin Xueyang knelt down in front of Zhang Moyan, clutching the corner of her clothes tightly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Moyan! I don't know how to tell you and where to start... When I was a freshman in college, my mother was diagnosed with malignant pancreatic cancer. It was already in the third stage. We went to all the well-known hospitals in the country, but they couldn't help. Later, we learned that Japan is a world leader in treatment technology in this area, and their recovery rate for third-stage patients can reach 4.1%. We went there with a glimmer of hope. However, we learned that the first stage of surgery and treatment alone would cost 2 million yuan, and the subsequent maintenance treatment period would cost 200,000 yuan per injection. Such injections would have to be taken several times a year, and the annual treatment costs would be over a million yuan. Even if we sold our house in the county town, it would not be enough!"
Jin Xueyang shoved his fingers into his hair like a trapped animal, his face buried in his eyes. "Not long after returning to China, just when we were completely hopeless, a Japanese organization suddenly contacted me through the hospital and said they would cover the costs of my mother's surgery and all subsequent medical expenses for the next ten years. The condition was that I help them collect information on the re-firing technology of Northern Song Dynasty official kiln celadon porcelain. My first assignment was to change my major and get close to you, looking for an opportunity to obtain a human cell sample from you to verify your relationship with Chen Guanfu. After confirming your relationship with Chen Guanfu, I waited by your side to carry out their instructions... It was really an easy job. I didn't think too much about it at the time. I even felt very lucky. Thank God we went to the same school, and I was very fortunate that you were the person they were looking for. My family had this pie in the sky opportunity..."
"Which Japanese organization?" Zhang Moyan felt horrified, but she suppressed her trembling and asked sharply.
Jin Xueyang was silent for a long time: "Mo Yan, I'm sorry... I really can't say it."
"You'd better cut off all ties with them!" Zhang Moyan's face changed instantly. "This business of azure glaze porcelain is too dangerous. You can't touch it at all! Not to mention how many people from the Xiao, Geng, and Chen families have lost their lives to it over the past thousands of years. Just look at Xiao Guoxi, Geng Zhiwei, my biological parents, and a girl named Lin Yin from the Xiao family. They all died or went crazy. It's all related to azure glaze porcelain. You'd better quit immediately and stop contacting them!"
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