Wu Sicheng landed his plane and returned to Kyoto, unaware that An Moxue had done something that had shocked the world once again.
The first thing he did was call Grandpa Wu from the airport to let him know he was back: "Grandpa, I'm back! I'll tell you the details when I get home."
"Okay! Okay! I'll send a car to pick you up." Grandpa Wu hung up the phone, his excitement overflowing. He immediately called his bodyguard to arrange for a pick-up.
He recalled the news he had received in the past few days: the once-famous Kuroda family of the Wa-nu Kingdom had been wiped out.
Not only that, but there are also international bounties for the capture of the Kuroda family.
His anxiety finally subsided, and he felt proud of his grandson, for he also deserved some credit for his efforts.
But who exactly is the person capable of destroying the Kuroda family?
It is said that the attack was carried out using both force and business, which proves that this is also a hidden giant.
Many families are trembling with fear, afraid that their family will become the next Kuroda family.
In particular, following the Kuroda family fire, several other fires occurred in the Japanese kingdom, especially the fire at the Japanese National Museum, which remains a mystery as to whether it was accidental or deliberate.
But rational people tend to think it's man-made; otherwise, where would all these coincidences come from in the world?
When Wu Sicheng returned home, he was surprised to see his grandfather, father, and mother all gathered around him, looking at him.
"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" He casually found a seat and sat down, but the way his family looked at him told him that something was wrong.
"Son, when are you and Mo Xue getting married? She's already graduated. We can't just focus on our careers and neglect her. A girl's prime is only a few years. There are no heartless men in our family." Mrs. Wu said earnestly, her heart completely leaning towards An Mo Xue.
He awkwardly touched his nose, unable to express his bitterness; this was the consequence of keeping things from both sides.
"Didn't I tell you? On the day of Mo Xue's graduation ceremony, she accepted my proposal. It's not that I'm too busy, and she's too busy, so we haven't had time to prepare for the next step."
The three people's eyes lit up simultaneously upon hearing his words.
Mother Wu spoke first, saying, "I'm ready! I'm ready! You just need to send one person."
Mr. Wu was somewhat displeased and glared at his son. He was about to speak when Mrs. Wu stopped him with a look.
He glared at his son again, feeling somewhat aggrieved.
Grandpa Wu ignored the subtle misunderstanding between his son and his family and asked, "Is Mo Xue free? Tell her to come over and discuss the wedding."
Wu Sicheng hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm afraid it's not possible now. He went to inspect the industry and is not in the country. We'll have to wait until she comes back."
Apart from Wu's mother, the members of the Wu family had a general idea of what An Moxue was up to. They exchanged glances, feeling helpless and resigned to their fate, since matters of national importance always came first.
Only Wu's mother said enthusiastically, "It's alright, we can start preparing now. For example, where will you choose for the wedding room? How will you decorate it? These things need to be arranged in advance. We also need to buy some things needed for the wedding beforehand. There's the wedding banquet, the wedding leave, and so on. There are so many things to do!"
Grandpa Wu listened and agreed, saying, "Your mother is right, especially since Mo Xue is all alone. We can't neglect her. On the contrary, we should also prepare for her parents' share so that she has no regrets."
Wu Sicheng replied humbly, "Yes, I will listen to Grandpa."
The Wu family began preparing for the wedding, while An Moxue had already returned to Anping County in the north.
Old Ma was leisurely drinking tea in the courtyard when he heard the door open. He looked up and saw An Moxue had returned.
He glanced at her with bright eyes, then turned around and called out, "Old woman, Mo Xue is back!" His voice was light and cheerful, but why did An Mo Xue detect a hint of suppressed anger in it?
Then I heard a cheerful reply and hurried footsteps from inside the house.
As the aunt walked, she wiped her hands and sized her up. In fact, Old Ma didn't move, but he was also secretly sizing her up.
His breathing was steady, and his complexion was rosy, so he was probably not injured. Thankfully.
Aunt Ma approached, took An Moxue's hand, and asked with concern, "Is everything alright?"
Old Ma also pricked up his ears to listen.
An Moxue replied with a smile, "Everything went smoothly."
As she spoke, Aunt Ma pulled her to sit down, and Old Ma poured himself a cup of tea.
Old Ma asked calmly, "The Kuroda family has been wiped out?"
An Moxue replied: "Destroyed."
"The Japanese Museum, you set it on fire, didn't you?" Old Ma asked, but the certainty in his expression was clear to everyone present.
An Moxue gave a thumbs up and praised, "Uncle Ma, you're amazing!"
"So what if I'm awesome!" he cursed, turning the tables on the situation.
"An Moxue, do you think you're so capable that you've become arrogant and don't know your own limitations? That's the National Museum, do you know that? If the Japanese find any clues, you'll be hunted down by the entire Japanese nation. How can you, one person, fight against an entire country? Do you want the Nalan family to be wiped out? You've had enough of living!"
Aunt Ma tugged at his sleeve but couldn't stop him. She immediately retorted, "Ma Guoliang, I think you're the one who has no sense of propriety. You're cursing right here in the yard. Are you afraid others won't know? What? You think you're so great? Is this how you treat Mo Xue?" Her voice was low and suppressed, but her anger was undiminished.
Just now, An Moxue asked Aunt Ma for help, and now he's asking An Moxue for help. It's true that in the blink of an eye, the tables have turned.
"Auntie, Auntie, please calm down. It's all my fault. I'll never do it again." An Moxue pulled Aunt Ma and quickly pleaded and softened her stance.
"Sigh!" Aunt Ma sighed deeply, then said, "You don't know, it's been broadcast on the radio in this box. Foreign news that gets broadcast on the radio can't be a small matter. Although I don't know the importance of these places, just hearing their names makes them not to be trifled with. You didn't leave any clues, did you?" As Aunt Ma spoke, she kept glancing at the road outside the yard, afraid that someone passing by might have overheard something.
"No, if they had, would they have let me leave the country? Don't worry, you two, they didn't find anything then, and they won't in the future. Besides, I'm unlikely to go to that country again, so what's there to be afraid of! Where else would they start their investigation?" As she spoke, she added softly, "I left that very night in a helicopter and flew directly to Osiri. Now you two can rest assured! No planes followed me."
Old Ma still looked at her arrogantly, his eyes full of disapproval.
When Aunt Ma heard what she said, she asked, "How did you get the helicopter? What happened to it?" She was still worried.
"It was my own boat, transported there, unmarked, unseen by anyone, absolutely safe."
"That's good." Aunt Ma breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and while speaking, she didn't forget to glance at Old Ma.
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