Chapter 188 Who is the other cloud of fog?
In the greenhouse, Cormier spoke all his words in one breath, until he could no longer utter a single word, at which point he reluctantly stopped.
"Alright, little mascot, now I'm going to the hospital to see your brothers."
"You stay home and wait for me to come back and bring you osmanthus cake, okay?"
Tu Yao laughed.
Perhaps because the separation had been so long, it seemed that all her family members still treated her like a child and liked to speak to her in a coaxing tone.
Tu Yao nodded: "Okay!"
Cormier gazed at her for a long time, from her eyes to her nose, to her mouth and ears, his heart softening completely.
"...So good."
His little niece is beautiful, smart, and thoughtful... possessing all the virtues of Fengchun and Zhuxing.
She also possesses a unique kind of cleverness and intelligence.
Fate was unfair to their family, but after eighteen years, it showed a little mercy.
He felt like crying again.
Before Tu Yao could notice, he grabbed her and hugged her tightly!
Cormier's habit of hugging people tightly when he is excited, moved, or sad has never changed.
This time, Tu Yao didn't struggle like she did at the concert last time; instead, she hugged him back tightly!
Then I watched him speed away from the park.
The greenhouse returned to silence.
Tu Yao rested her chin on her hand and continued flipping through the photos.
A day passed, and she had flipped through all the photo albums.
The vivid faces in the photos were thus firmly imprinted in her mind.
“Little Daddy… I can treat them as family, right?”
She didn't expect the police (110) to answer her.
But as soon as he finished speaking, 110 replied: "Yes."
Tu Yao grinned: "...Daddy, thank you."
"Thank you for bringing me here."
In her previous world, she had no family left. Every gain she made after coming to this world was a stroke of luck.
She walked back with the photo album in her arms, asking as she went, "Uncle, do you remember the first day I came here?"
110: [I remember.]
When she woke up, she was surrounded by Ding's parents and a large group of villagers.
Big Fatty fed her a piece of chocolate, and Ding's father took her to Xu Chi's house. Luo's mother gave her some clothes.
After everyone left, she cleaned the room by herself.
The police (110) appeared halfway through the cleaning.
She was startled. Being transmigrated into a book was scary enough, but she never imagined that there was a system in this world.
I never imagined there would be such a great system.
Although it initially disagreed with her calling him "Little Daddy," it would occasionally respond unintentionally whenever she did.
It gave her whatever she wanted, grumbling and cursing.
"Little Father, why are you silent again?"
Tu Yao was helpless. As she spoke, it became a monologue again.
110: [If...]
"If what?"
110: [What if I'm not as good as you think?]
Tu Yao was taken aback.
...
In the study, Madam Jiang sat quietly for a while.
A detailed document was laid out in front of him.
"This Miss Bai seems to be a rare radical in the Bai family."
Jiang Liqing nodded with a stern face: "Yes, ten years ago, the Bai family's business was ruined by a temporary maritime policy. The old man of the Bai family was not used to expanding his territory, so after that, he has always focused on maintaining the status quo. The other direct relatives who hold real power have been doing nothing for many years. On the contrary, this Miss Bai has been navigating the complexities from top to bottom all these years."
"So you mean, if she has someone backing her, it doesn't necessarily mean those people within the Bai family."
Jiang Liqing still left room for interpretation: "It cannot be ruled out that some people are good at disguising themselves."
As soon as he finished speaking, a clear sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
Suddenly, Madam Jiang called out, "Is that Xiao Mao?"
Tu Yao immediately came to her senses, looked up, and saw that she had walked to the front of the study.
The study door wasn't closed, so Tu Yao quickly took two steps forward and said apologetically, "...Grandma, I was just passing by. Did I disturb you?"
Madam Jiang beckoned to her: "Come quickly."
"No need to bother you. Liqing has looked up some information about Bai Chumeng. Would you like to take a look?"
Tu Yao took the document and flipped through a few pages.
She pursed her lips: "Isn't the person behind Bai Chumeng difficult to investigate?"
Madam Jiang nodded. "Yes, he must be someone even more powerful than Bai Chumeng."
"But Li Qing has not found such a person around her yet."
Tu Yao sighed inwardly. What if it wasn't human?
Bai Chumeng was just an ordinary person, but how could an ordinary person have a god's-eye view and save Xu Feng and bring the Bai family back to life during those ten years?
How can an ordinary person know who has enough luck and then make a precise move?
Unless the "person" behind her personally taught her.
If the mastermind behind it all isn't human, then what could it be?
Tu Yao's thoughts were running wild and unrestrained.
etc……
Tu Yao suddenly thought of something.
Jiang Peng once said that eighteen years ago, he saw two clouds of mist fighting.
...Could it be the black mist that won the battle?
...Is that black mist the "person" behind Bai Chumeng and Chu Man?
If that black mist was the mastermind, then who was the other mist that fought and lost to the black mist eighteen years ago?
Does that cloud of mist still exist after it failed?
Where did they go?
it……
The next second, Tu Yao's head suddenly went "buzz".
A booming, dizzying sensation spread from the top of my head all the way to my whole body.
She slowly put down the documents, picked up the photo album on the other side, and forced a smile.
"……grandmother."
"I'll put these photo albums away first and then come find you."
After saying that, he immediately ran out of the study, down the corridor, and all the way to his room.
She closed the door and all the windows, and after making sure no one was behind her, she leaned against the wall and slowly caught her breath.
Then, he slowly raised his head and looked at the blue progress bar above his head.
He called out calmly and softly.
“...Little Father”.
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