Chapter 33 So far away yet so close
Outside the private room, Hua Cheng checked his watch for the tenth time.
Cao Nian'an looked embarrassed: "Brother, we haven't even been out for a minute."
"Two minutes at most. I'll come in after two minutes." Hua Cheng spoke gently to his half-brother, but his tone was clearly impatient.
Cao Nian'an remained silent for a long time before saying, "Actually, my sister-in-law won't suffer any losses."
Hua Cheng looked at him.
"You know," Cao Nian'an said, trying to be as subtle as possible, "Mom is a complete pushover in front of my sister-in-law."
Hua Cheng was silent for a moment, then said sarcastically, "Of course I know."
"Then why..."
“Just because she won’t suffer a loss doesn’t mean others can be unfriendly.” After saying that, Hua Cheng pushed the door open and went inside.
The two women in the room looked over at the same time. One was holding a cup and asked him to pour her another. The other had red eyes and looked away when she saw him.
The winner and loser are obvious.
Cao Nian'an looked at Hua Cheng helplessly and said silently: You see.
Hua Cheng expertly put on a social smile, strode over and sat down next to Yun Jin: "What did you talk about?"
"nothing."
"Casual chat."
Yun Jin and Sun Lan spoke at the same time.
Seeing that they were unwilling to say more, Hua Cheng did not force them, but simply picked up the kettle and poured Yun Jin another cup of water.
"Mom, do you want some?" Hua Cheng asked.
Sun Lan quickly replied, "I can do it myself."
"Let me do it," Cao Nian'an said, taking the kettle from him.
Although I don't know what happened in the private room during the two minutes we were apart, the rest of the meal was very peaceful.
The restaurant served small portions, and the four of them ordered twelve dishes. Sun Lan personally decided on the menu. After all the dishes were served, Yun Jin silently looked around and nodded slightly.
Sun Lan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.
She's so nervous now not because Yun Jin just poked a sore spot, but because of a habit she's developed over the years.
...She still remembers the first time she invited Huacheng to dinner. Because she didn't know his tastes after he grew up and was too embarrassed to ask, she prepared according to his preferences before he was five years old. As a result, he didn't eat too much that meal and had to eat more when he got home.
After Yun Jin found out, he sent her a list of her preferences and dietary restrictions, about the size of an A4 sheet of paper. After that, he would accompany her to every banquet. If she didn't do her job well enough, she wouldn't be able to ask him out a second time in a short period of time.
Having been absent from Hua Cheng's life for too long, when she reappeared, Yun Jin had become Hua Cheng's number one person. Hua Cheng obeyed her orders unconditionally, and if she wanted, she could even prevent Hua Cheng from ever seeing his biological mother again.
So even though she didn't like this daughter-in-law, she didn't dare to show too much emotion. Just now, she sent Hua Cheng away to ask Yun Jin to have a baby, which was the limit of what she could do.
As a result, Yun Jin turned the tables on them, leaving them with no energy left to struggle.
"This fish is very good, Huacheng, you should try it." Sun Lan stopped the electric table.
Hua Cheng thanked him, picked up a small piece to taste, and found it delicious, so he scooped out the best piece and put it in the brocade bowl.
Sun Lan's eyelids twitched, but she continued eating, feeling resentful. Cao Nian'an silently shook his head and poured her a cup of tea as a gesture of comfort.
Sun Lan found the meal unappetizing, while Hua Cheng and Yun Jin ate their fill and then got up to say goodbye.
Sun Lan, looking weak and listless, sat in her chair and waved her hand, saying, "Go back now, drive carefully."
Hua Cheng smiled and agreed, then pulled Yun Jin outside, but suddenly stopped at the door.
Yun Jin looked up at him.
"I want to talk to Mom alone for a bit." Knowing that Yun Jin didn't like him being alone with Sun Lan, Hua Cheng asked for her opinion first.
Yun Jin glanced at Sun Lan, who immediately straightened her back, then realized that her reaction was too obvious, and slumped down again, feeling a little embarrassed.
Yun Jin didn't react much. Her gaze lingered on her for a brief 0.1 seconds before turning to Hua Cheng again. Hua Cheng immediately shook her hand.
Yun Jin withdrew her hand: "I'll wait for you outside."
"Thank you, my wife." Hua Cheng immediately smiled, his eyes crinkling.
It was unbearable to look at, so Sun Lan turned her face away.
After Yun Jin left, Hua Cheng returned to the table and sat down, his gaze inadvertently falling on Cao Nian'an.
“…I’m leaving now.” Cao Nian’an was quite sensible; he grabbed his coat and ran off.
The door closed again, and the private room returned to silence.
"You want to ask me what I talked about with Yun Jin just now?" Sun Lan asked, her eyelids drooping and her tone half-dead. "I asked her to leave you an heir, but she was unwilling, so I threatened her a couple of times, and then she started questioning me about why I refused to tell anyone that I had locked you up at home after I abandoned you."
Hua Cheng guessed what she would say to Yun Jin, so he wasn't surprised when she mentioned it. However, he was clearly taken aback when he heard the last sentence.
This question had haunted him for most of his life, and then one day, he suddenly stopped thinking about it altogether.
He wasn't one to complain, and he didn't want Yun Jin to share his burdens, so he was quite certain he hadn't mentioned it to her.
What about that brocade...?
"Hua Cheng, Hua Cheng?"
Sun Lan's voice pulled Hua Cheng back to reality. Hua Cheng's gaze refocused, and his smile showed no flaw: "We don't plan to have children. Don't say those things to her again."
As for Yun Jin's questioning of her, he never mentioned it.
Sun Lan was already used to it, and changed the subject with a stern face: "You stayed here specifically just to tell me this?"
"No, there's something else I need to talk to you about."
After Hua Cheng finished speaking, his phone suddenly rang. He nodded to Sun Lan and answered the call after getting her permission.
"Yes, that's right, 203, come here."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and looked at Sun Lan again: "I would like to ask you to sign a document."
Sun Lan was taken aback: "What document?"
Five minutes later, she slammed the document on the table, her face ashen.
"Hua Cheng, what do you mean?!"
Hua Cheng quickly went around to pat her back: "Mom, calm down, I didn't mean anything by it, I was just being prepared..."
"Is this how you plan ahead?" Sun Lan trembled with anger. "Let me tell you, Hua Cheng, I don't care about your money. If you're really worried, I can cooperate with you to sign an agreement to renounce my inheritance, but you can't humiliate me like this!"
Hua Cheng patiently explained, "I know you don't care about my money. I'm just afraid that after I leave, you might suddenly have the idea to cause trouble for Yun Jin as my biological mother."
"So you want me to sign some kind of admission that I failed to fulfill my parental responsibilities?" Sun Lan's eyes were red. "You want me to personally hand over a handle to Yun Jin?"
Hua Cheng smiled and said, "This document has no legal effect."
"Of course I know it has no legal effect!" Sun Lan said fiercely, "But if she leaks this document one day, how can I face anyone!"
The social circle in Pingcheng is only so big. Everyone has some bad rumors about them, but none of them are written down in black and white or confirmed by the person themselves.
If it gets out, it'll be a social death; how will she ever be able to stay in this industry again?!
Hua Cheng understood Sun Lan's concerns, but that was also why he wanted her to sign: "As long as you don't cause her any trouble, this document will never be exposed. If you're still worried, I can have her sign a supplementary agreement."
“You’re dead…” Upon hearing the word ’dead,’ Sun Lan’s breath hitched, and she suddenly wasn’t so angry anymore. “You’re dead, why would I still bother her?”
"You really don't know how to find someone?" Hua Cheng raised an eyebrow. "What if your son is buried in the grave while she's living a life of luxury outside, and you still won't look for her?"
Sun Lan: "I'm not looking!"
Hua Cheng: "She started dating soon after I died, why didn't you look for someone?"
Sun Lan: "...I won't look for it."
Hua Cheng: "She let another man move into our marital home, spent the money we both earned together, threw all my things out as if I never existed, and you didn't even look for me?"
Sun Lan, unable to bear it any longer, said, "You've given her everything. If she dares to go this far, I'll..."
Before she could finish speaking, she met Hua Cheng's gaze and suddenly fell silent.
Hua Cheng sighed: "So, you have to sign this document."
Since its inception, Yuncheng Technology has weathered countless media battles, and it is all too aware of the multiple standards in this world.
Sun Lan, as his mother who only raised him for five years, was seen as irresponsible and a failure by the world. However, compared to Yun Jin, who inherited all of his property, she naturally had a moral advantage.
He could imagine how much trouble Yun Jin would cause if he left and she didn't show the sadness she expected, or if he revealed his new relationship too early. As someone on the moral high ground, she could easily cause Yun Jin a lot of trouble by crying and complaining.
He knew Yun Jin wouldn't be afraid of these troubles and believed she could handle them well, but if they could be nipped in the bud, why not?
As long as Sun Lan signs this document, as long as she signs it...
Even for the sake of her own and her husband's family's reputation, she would not publicly criticize Yun Jin. Even if she were to be provoked and make extreme remarks one day, Yun Jin could easily shift the pressure of public opinion by producing documents.
"Mom, I know this is too much for you, but I have no other choice," Hua Cheng sighed, realizing that he had become increasingly adept at using moral blackmail since he fell ill. "You don't want me to be worried until the moment I breathe my last, do you?"
Sun Lan's lips trembled, but she couldn't speak.
“Mom…” Hua Cheng looked at her helplessly.
Since their reunion, they had been as polite as strangers, and this was the first time he had looked at her with such tender eyes.
Sun Lan looked at his thin face, tears welling up in her eyes: "Okay, I'll sign."
Hua Cheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief and diligently turned the document to the signature page.
Sun Lan lowered her head and signed her name on it, then took out her personal seal from her bag and stamped it.
"Are you satisfied now?" Sun Lan asked curtly.
Hua Cheng smiled broadly: "I'm satisfied, thank you, Mom."
Sun Lan rolled her eyes at him: "Did Yun Jin tell you to do this?"
“No, it was me,” Hua Cheng explained.
Sun Lan didn't believe it: "Come on, I've abandoned you for so many years and you haven't blamed me at all. Your father left you such a huge mess, and you still go back to his grave every year. Outsiders think you're so powerful and difficult to get along with, but do you think I don't know you? You're just a soft-hearted little rascal with no bottom line. If it weren't for Yun Jin instructing you, how could you have forced me to sign?"
Knowing that she had fallen into the same old mother-in-law trap again, Hua Cheng smiled and said, "It really was my own idea to do this. She doesn't know anything about it. If you insist on refusing to sign, I can only leave a video message, but doing so would probably hurt you even more. So after thinking it over, I still think it's better to persuade you to sign."
It's easy to guess what the video message he left behind could contain. If a war of words breaks out in the future, Yun Jin will likely be invincible without having to do anything.
In contrast to Yun Jin, there was herself.
Even though Sun Lan knew she was less important than a finger of Yun Jin in his heart, she was still shocked at this moment: "How could you..."
“I don’t have much time, and there’s even less I can do,” Hua Cheng sighed, his eyes light and gentle. “Sometimes I can be a bit radical, a bit foolish, a bit of a worrier, but Mom, please don’t take it personally.”
Sun Lan turned her face away and quickly wiped the corner of her eye.
Outside the private room, Yun Jin glanced at the time; almost twenty minutes had passed.
Hua Cheng's assistant came by earlier, delivered a document, and left. No one else came out of the private room after that.
Noticing that Yun Jin was looking at her phone, Cao Nian'an became restless: "Um... Sister-in-law, I'll go and urge them."
“No need,” Yun Jin called out to him, “Let them talk.”
Cao Nian'an chuckled and said, "I don't know what we've been talking about, it's taken us so long."
Yun Jin didn't speak, but stood there upright.
Cao Nian'an is under a lot of pressure.
From the first time they met, he was afraid of this sister-in-law and didn't dare to say more than a few words. Now that he had to be alone with her, he felt like he wanted to find a rope and swing on his neck.
Fortunately, the ordeal didn't last too long, and suddenly a third person joined their world of two.
"Yun Jin?"
Yun Jin and Cao Nian'an looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman in her forties staring at Yun Jin suspiciously. After a long while, she suddenly realized, "It really is you."
Yun Jin stared at the woman who had suddenly appeared and remained silent for a moment.
Cao Nian'an immediately seized the opportunity: "Sister-in-law, this is your friend, then I won't disturb your reunion."
After saying that, he fled in panic.
Xue Hong glanced at his back, then looked at Yun Jin again: "You're Yun Jin, right? I was shocked when I saw you speaking on behalf of Yuncheng Technology in the news before. I didn't expect that after so many years, you haven't changed at all."
After she finished speaking, she paused suddenly and chuckled.
"Hua Yu has changed a bit... no, his name is Hua Cheng now, right? I never thought that the man who used to sell smiles in a bar could become the boss of a listed company. You really can't judge a book by its cover."
Faced with her slightly malicious teasing, Yun Jin remained calm: "Sorry, I don't know you."
"You don't recognize me?" Xue Hong raised an eyebrow. "How could you not recognize me? I almost slept with your man back then."
Yun Jin paused, a genuine look of doubt flashing in her eyes, as if she had tried to recall something but to no avail.
Seeing her like this infuriated Xue Hong, but then she thought that it was normal for her not to remember herself.
It had been twelve years since they last met. If Hua Yu and Yun Jin's faces hadn't left such a deep impression on her, she wouldn't have recognized them at a glance when she saw them on TV after all these years.
Xue Hong calmed herself down and was about to catch up with her when the restaurant manager rushed over.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, our restaurant is booked out for the day. If you would like to dine here, please come again another time."
Xue Hong rolled her eyes at the manager, and wanted to say something to Yun Jin, but then felt it was unnecessary and simply left.
Yun Jin watched her dejected figure until it disappeared, and only then did her expression gradually become serious.
She took out her phone and searched for Royal Bar. Soon, a bunch of messages popped up, one of which was that in September 2013, it was reported by a competitor and, after investigation, was confirmed to have engaged in illegal activities, resulting in its permanent closure.
Yun Jin stared at the message for a few seconds, then dialed Lan Li's number.
Lan Li was lying on the bed watching a TV series when she heard her phone ring. She answered casually, "What?"
"Do you remember the Royal Bar I told you about before?" Yun Jin asked.
One of the most important qualities for a lawyer is a good memory, especially for someone like Lan Li. Although it was just mentioned casually, she remembered it vividly.
"I remember, didn't it go bankrupt?" Lan Li didn't understand why she suddenly asked.
Yun Jin: "You said back then that it had been closed for almost ten years, meaning it was less than ten years, that is, it went bankrupt after 2015?"
Lan Li frowned: "You must be mistaken. I remember it's been closed for twelve years."
“You said less than ten years back then,” Yun Jin reminded her.
“Impossible, it must be twelve years,” Lan Li retorted, while pulling up the bar’s information on her tablet. “I told you I wasn’t mistaken, it went bankrupt in 2013, it’s been twelve years now…”
Before I could finish speaking, the phone suddenly disconnected.
Lan Li was confused and continued watching the show.
In the restaurant, Yun Jin leaned against the wall, lost in thought.
When Hua Cheng came out, he saw her looking completely lost in thought, and couldn't help but chuckle.
Hearing his laughter, Yun Jin snapped out of her daze and met his gaze the next second.
"Hua Cheng," she called to him.
Hua Cheng nodded: "What's wrong?"
Yun Jin: "When you were twenty, after you escaped from Xue Hong, did you fall into the water?"
Hua Cheng paused: "Why are you suddenly asking about this?"
"Answer me."
Hua Cheng nodded: "Yes, we fell into the water. Fatty and I jumped in and almost drowned."
Yun Jin stared at him for a long time, making sure he wasn't lying.
She sent the same question to Liu Zhuang via text message and received the same answer.
In the past that she hadn't changed, Liu Zhuang and Hua Cheng did indeed jump into the water after escaping the hotel.
In the past she had altered, they not only didn't fall into the water, but they also weren't injured.
That's really interesting.
Even Lan Li was affected by the butterfly effect, so why do Liu Zhuang and Hua Cheng still have the original memories?
"Wife, what's wrong?" Hua Chengyu asked with concern.
Yun Jin snapped out of her daze, met his gaze for a moment, and then smiled, "It's nothing."
Although the reason is unknown, the impact is not significant at present.
And it's almost over.
Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Hua Cheng didn't press her. He waved the object in his hand like a treasure and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
Yun Jin glanced at it, uninterested: "I have to go to the company. Let Cao Nian'an take you home."
Hua Cheng paused, then said, "Going now? Aren't you going home for a nap?"
"I'm not going to sleep anymore, I have things to do." Yun Jin turned to leave.
Hua Cheng suddenly grabbed her hand.
Yun Jin's eyes flickered slightly as she looked at him.
“…You didn’t come home all weekend,” Hua Cheng forced a smile. “Can’t you spend a little more time with me today?”
Yun Jin paused for a moment, then brushed his hand away: "I'll try to get off work as early as possible."
After saying that, she stopped looking at him and left.
Hua Cheng remained silent for a moment, then looked down at the documents in his hand, his whole being enveloped in a quiet atmosphere.
Cao Nian'an cautiously leaned closer, cleared his throat, and said, "Brother, my sister-in-law asked me to take you home."
“I’m not going home,” Hua Cheng said, composed himself. “I’m going somewhere.”
Cao Nian'an: "?"
Yun Jin didn't go back to the company. After driving a distance, she randomly found a hotel and traveled through time.
Upon returning to the hotel in 2013, she immediately messaged Xiao Wu to confirm the identities of the people in the photos.
Xiao Wu called back quickly: "Sister Yun."
"how?"
“Our people went to Huixian and found out some information, but it’s hard to explain over the phone. Where are you now? I’ll come find you.”
Yun Jin gave the hotel address.
"I'm nearby! Please wait, I'll be there in five minutes."
Yun Jin agreed, hung up the phone, changed into clothes from 2013, went downstairs to the front desk to extend her room for two more days, and waited for Xiao Wu to come over.
Xiao Wu arrived quickly, standing at the hotel entrance looking around. Yun Jin waved to him, signaling him to come in.
Hua Yu passed by at this time.
He caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, and he suddenly tightened the brakes on his electric scooter. He leaned forward due to inertia, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Upon seeing Yun Jin, Xiao Wu immediately ran in: "Sister Yun, I have something to tell you..."
"Let's go upstairs and talk about it," Yun Jin interrupted him.
Xiao Wu agreed and followed closely behind her.
On a weekday afternoon, the hotel was nearly empty. The two walked through the spacious lobby to the elevator.
Xiao Wu pressed the elevator button and went in first. Just as Yun Jin was about to follow, Hua Yu's voice suddenly came from behind: "Yun Jin!"
Yun Jin stopped and turned around to see him.
He must have run in from outside; he was breathing heavily, and his beautiful eyes were fixed on her.
"What are you doing here?" Yun Jin asked.
Hua Yu stared at her for a long time, her breathing still unsteady: "Shouldn't I be asking you that question?"
"Oh, I have something to do."
The elevator doors closed, but Xiao Wu pressed the button to open them again: "Sister Yun, should I go up and wait for you?"
“No need,” Yun Jin said, then looked at Hua Yu again, “If there’s nothing else, you can go back now. I won’t keep you.”
After saying that, he went straight up the elevator.
As the elevator doors slowly closed, just before they were about to shut completely, a slender hand suddenly reached in and forcefully blocked the doors from closing.
Yun Jin looked up from inside the elevator and met a pair of eyes hidden in the deep darkness of the night.
Yun Jin: "What's wrong?"
Hua Yu's Adam's apple bobbed, and after a long pause, she asked, "What is it?"
Yun Jin chuckled: "When did you become so interested in other people's affairs?"
"...Can't I even ask?" Hua Yu retorted.
“Fine, why not?” Yun Jin brushed away his hand that was holding the door, “but I refuse to answer.”
Hua Yu: "..."
Seeing that he was still standing there motionless, Yun Jin asked, "Aren't you going to work today?"
It's going to happen.
But what came out of his mouth was: "It's not my shift, so if you need anything, I can..."
"Then go back and get some rest. You'll have to stay up late tonight," Yun Jin interrupted him.
Hua Yu's lips moved, but she suddenly couldn't speak.
Yun Jin noticed that his mood was off, but because she was in a hurry to talk to Xiao Wu about those people, she pretended not to know and pressed the close button.
The elevator doors closed completely, the numbers on the display screen began to change, and faint conversations could be heard inside the elevator.
"He looks like the convenience store clerk from yesterday."
"Um."
"So you two know each other. No wonder he..."
She couldn't hear what was said after that, but Hua Yu could imagine the flippancy and disdain in the man's words when he mentioned her.
It was unclear whether Yun Jin would agree with a smile or interrupt seriously.
It should be the former.
She left so decisively, abandoning him as if he were a piece of light, floating trash.
Have you finally gotten tired of the game of hunting down the bartender? Have you suddenly realized he's a really boring person? Has your interest in him completely vanished?
Hua Yu's lips parted slightly, her breathing shallow and rapid, and she was plunged into a blank absurdity.
He stood there, stunned, when for some reason, the words Liu Zhuangzhuang had said earlier suddenly came to mind.
"Being a mistress is still a title, after all. Being a mistress is better than being the fourth, and being the fourth is better than being the fifth..."
If he had confirmed their relationship, she wouldn't have been so brazen as to walk into the elevator with someone else today.
If they have a relationship...
Hua Yu clenched her fist tightly, warning herself to calm down and not act foolishly.
Being a mistress is a recipe for disaster.
2025, hotels under the same group.
Liu Zhuang stood in the lobby and sent a message to Hua Cheng: I've arrived, where are you?
Huacheng: 1034.
Liu Zhuang clicked his tongue, put his phone away, and got on the elevator.
As the elevator ascended, he began to reflect on why he had ended up there.
First, he had no choice but to spend the morning in Hua Cheng and Yun Jin's marital home because his wife had kicked him out of the house.
Then, after finishing lunch, he felt bored, so he called Hua Cheng to ask why he hadn't come back yet.
Finally, Hua Cheng gave him the hotel address, saying that he was meeting someone very important.
Given Hua Cheng's recent instability, he thought it over and decided to come anyway.
In short, you must have committed murder and arson in your past life to be friends with that troublesome person in this life.
Liu Zhuang cursed under his breath as he waited for the elevator to reach the tenth floor before walking out.
This hotel offers excellent privacy, and with Huacheng having booked the entire tenth floor, only one room was in normal use.
The door to room 1034 opened a crack, and faint sounds could be heard coming from inside. Liu Zhuang pushed the door open and stepped in, only to be immediately enveloped in a strong aromatherapy scent.
He choked and coughed repeatedly: "Hua Cheng, what are you doing now..."
"Shh," Hua Cheng said, sitting cross-legged on the sofa and giving him a warning look, "Don't speak."
Liu Zhuang was confused, and the next second he saw that there was a... Native American savage opposite him?
The savage didn't even glance at him, continuing to throw glutinous rice at Hua Cheng while muttering incantations.
Liu Zhuang remained silent for a long time. When he looked around the room again, he saw that it was filled with scented candles, talismans, and tarot cards.
No… Indian savages, sticky rice, candles, talismans, tarot cards…
Isn't it a bit too comprehensive in terms of the required elements?
Liu Zhuang felt as if he had stumbled into a large-scale cult, so he closed the door and silently walked to Hua Cheng's side.
"...What are you doing?" he asked in a low voice.
Hua Cheng took his arm: "Isn't this the medium you introduced to me?"
Liu Zhuang was taken aback, then suddenly remembered that when he first learned of Hua Cheng's illness, he had collected a booklet of information about spiritual mediums and given it to him.
His thought at the time was that if modern science couldn't save Hua Cheng, then he would try metaphysics.
He did this because he had no other choice. When he handed the booklet to Hua Cheng, he knew in his heart that if Hua Cheng adopted this method, it meant that his body was already at its end and he could only make one last attempt.
Although he had always known that Hua Cheng's condition was dangerous, when the day actually came, Liu Zhuang's heart still ached as if it were being torn apart, and his whole body began to tremble.
The shadow of his friend's possible death loomed over him like a giant net, completely enveloping him from head to toe.
Hua Cheng didn't notice his trembling. He was just observing the Native American savage opposite him while introducing him to Liu Zhuang: "I checked, and this person is the most powerful among that group of mediums. With his help, I don't believe we can't find that little trash."
"Is there really no other way... Huh? Little trash?" Liu Zhuang looked bewildered.
Hua Cheng: "Yes."
"...What do you mean?" Liu Zhuanggang had just experienced a great tragedy and was still a little slow to react.
Hua Cheng, annoyed by his slowness, said, "What else could it mean? Even with our scientific methods of staking out, we can't find him, which means scientific methods are useless. Let's try a medium. Don't worry, I've concealed Yun Jin's identity and signed a confidentiality agreement. It won't..."
A mountain pressing down on you!
Hua Cheng screamed in pain and looked up in shock: "What are you doing!"
"I'll kill you, you troublemaker!" Liu Zhuang gritted his teeth.
Hua Cheng was being suppressed and howled in pain; the two of them ended up fighting each other.
The medium grabbed some glutinous rice and threw it at the two of them. For some reason, the rice became as hard as if it had been mixed with pebbles, causing the two to scream and dodge.
A minute later, Hua Cheng and Liu Zhuang were in a mess, each occupying a corner of the sofa.
He behaved himself.
The medium returned to his place, clasped his hands together devoutly, and looked at Hua Cheng: "It's so strange. The person you're looking for, whether it's the magnetic field, destiny, or astrological signs, is highly compatible with you, as if they were the same person."
"...What do you mean?" Liu Zhuang leaned back on the sofa and said softly, "I don't understand."
Hua Cheng: "You mean that little piece of trash is imitating me."
“Stand-in-the-table literature,” Liu Zhuang immediately understood because he had a daughter who loved reading novels. “You’re not dead yet, and Yun Jin is already doing this?”
Hua Cheng: "Stop talking nonsense."
Liu Zhuang: "Didn't you say that?"
Hua Cheng: "When did I say that?"
Liu Zhuang: "What you just did..."
"Can't you guys show me some respect?" the medium interrupted speechlessly.
Hua Cheng and Liu Zhuang smiled slightly as a sign of politeness.
The medium, with a cold face, rambled on about a bunch of mysterious things. Hua Cheng and Liu Zhuang exchanged a glance and read the same message in each other's eyes: they couldn't understand.
Seeing that he was about to grab Nuomi again, Hua Cheng quickly said, "I don't care what that person's identity is or whether he looks like me. I just want to know where he is. I need to find him."
"Yes, yes, we need to find him." Liu Zhuang nodded quickly.
The medium glanced at the two of them and frowned: "It's not that easy to find..."
Before he could finish speaking, Hua Cheng pulled out two bundles of cash.
The medium held the tarot cards in his left hand and made calculations with his fingers in his right, combining Eastern and Western techniques to amplify his movements, before finally exhaling a breath of hot air.
"We have the results."
Hua Cheng and Liu Zhuang sat up straight, indicating that they were all ears.
In the expectant atmosphere between the two, the medium closed his eyes and said, "Far away, yet right before my eyes."
Liu Zhuang: "...Your Chinese is actually quite good."
The medium opened his eyes and said, "I am Chinese."
Hua Cheng: "Pfft."
Liu Zhuang stared at him in death.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, it wasn't intentional." Hua Cheng quickly put on a serious face. "Master, what do you mean by 'far away yet right before your eyes'?"
The medium remained silent, simply staring intently at him.
Hua Cheng blinked, remained silent for a long time, and then looked silently at the only person in the room besides himself and the medium.
Liu Zhuang: "..."
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Author's Note: Fatty: What the heck? Why don't you look in the mirror? [Question mark]
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, friends!!!
Draw 50 red envelopes~
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