“This house is mine,” Xia Xiang said, pointing to the wooden building next to her.
"Who can prove it?" Sima Yi's expression remained unchanged, with a faint smile.
Xia Xiang slowly took out the land deed she had taken as a souvenir and placed it in front of him.
They originally intended to give the house directly to Cao Cao, but Cao Cao refused to accept it. Xia Xiang was actually reluctant to part with it, so she temporarily entrusted the house to Cao Cao for management.
Who knew that less than two months after they returned, they'd created a clone of Rex inside them? If she didn't believe in Cao Cao's affection for Xiao Qiao, she would have suspected that Cao Cao had something going on with Rex!
Then he remembered that Rex had tricked his clone, so this person must be the one Rex recommended to Cao Cao. There's nothing wrong with him staying here, but he has to help out.
"Okay," Sima Yi obediently unleashed his martial prowess.
Xia Xiang looked at his martial arts index of 15,000 and praised him earnestly, "Not bad."
"If you do me a favor, this house will be yours too." Xia Xiang handed him the land deed.
"Let me think about it," Sima Yi said, feigning thought.
Xia Xiang was still very worried. This person was a bit difficult to deal with, and being Rex's clone made him even more difficult.
“I don’t want this house. The chairman is richer than a country; he can have any house he wants.” Sima Yi continued watering the flowers. “This is not enough to sway me.”
"Then what do you want?" Xia Xiang asked.
"Take me to that person named Xia Nian, and I'll agree to help you," Sima Yi said earnestly.
Xia Xiang pretended to be hesitant, "Alright, but I have a condition."
"You say," Sima Yi said.
"You can't tell anyone about my return and the time I took you to find him," Xia Xiang said.
"Alright, but if I agree to your condition, I have a small request," Sima Yi said.
"What are the requirements?" Xia Xiang asked.
"I want to hear you play the flute," Sima Yi said earnestly.
“I found a discarded manuscript in the corner of the study before. If it was written by you, I would like to hear how the original composer would feel when playing it. After all, music and your state of mind when you wrote the music are very different.”
"I can grant you this request, but I'm still a beginner." Xia Xiang was happy that someone wanted to listen to the music she wrote, but she herself didn't dare to listen to her own flute playing freely. He was truly courageous.
"A beginner?" Sima Yi frowned, somewhat doubtful. "Was it really composed by you?"
"What do you mean?" Xia Xiang snapped angrily.
Sima Yi almost burst out laughing when he saw the girl who had suddenly turned into a prickly hedgehog, but he couldn't laugh when he thought of that damned Xia Nian.
——Golden Dimension——
"Are you here yet? Hurry up, I'm busy!" Xia Xiang called Rex to urge him.
She just told her grandfather through telepathy that she was going to the Gold Dimension, so her grandfather is still waiting for her in the Silver Dimension.
"What is that?" Sima Yi asked, pointing at Xia Xiang's phone.
"This is a cell phone, just like the Siman we often use. You can contact him if you have his number," Xia Xiang explained.
Sima Yi asked seriously, "Then why can't we see his figure, but only hear his voice? Isn't that very inconvenient?"
"Um, this is for people with social anxiety only, we just don't want others to see it," Xia Xiang explained.
"What is social anxiety?" Sima Yi asked again.
“I know the answer to this question,” Wang Dadong’s voice came from not far away, followed by Wang Yase, Ding Xiaoyu, Rex, and Tian Hongguang.
Wang Dadong approached, a proud look on his face, and said, "Of course, it's someone who instills fear in society, or socially anxious for short!"
Xia Xiang: That explanation isn't entirely unacceptable.
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