inspire-indiana Chapter 242 Things Suddenly Became More Complicated
Chapter 242 Things Suddenly Became More Complicated
"Squeak—" The convoy came to a smooth stop at the foot of the somewhat muddy mountain.
Qingyao got out of the car and opened the back door.
"Master, we have arrived."
Gu Chen stood by the car and looked at the road that wound its way up to the mountaintop.
"How much longer until it's all cleared?"
Qingyao wasn't entirely sure either, so he thought for a moment and took out his phone to check.
"We've sped up the process; it should be finished by evening. Master, should we find a place to wait?"
The mountain roads here are rugged and closed, and no other vehicles have come here except for their convoy.
Before Gu Chen could speak, a red shadow flew down from the mountain.
"It's the little bird next to Miss Wu."
Upon seeing the little red bird, Qingyao reminded Gu Chen.
It's Phoenix.
Gu Chen glanced up and saw Phoenix's tail feathers stand on end in his sight.
"Did Zhao Zhao send you?"
He asked, raising his hand towards the air.
Phoenix hesitated for a moment, then obediently placed it on his finger.
He nodded obsequiously at Gu Chen.
Feeling the light weight on his fingers, Gu Chen's lips twitched.
"Is she okay?"
There were many people around, and Phoenix didn't dare to speak in public. So, all everyone could see was a small red bird perched on their master's finger, wriggling and twisting wildly.
Gu Chen: "..."
Qingyao found it a little funny, so he lowered his head and held it in.
"Okay, I get it."
Just as Phoenix started dancing on his fingers, Gu Chen interrupted him.
"You go back first and tell her I can get up the mountain before dark at the latest."
After saying that, he raised his hand and released the little red bird.
Phoenix, who was finally able to leave, soon disappeared.
Upon sensing Gu Chen's arrival atop the mountain, Wu Zhao felt a strange stirring in his heart.
She stood at the village entrance, pressing her hand to her chest with a complicated expression.
"Bang bang—bang bang."
The somewhat chaotic heartbeats made Wu Zhao feel a little annoyed.
"Ancestor? What are you doing standing here?"
Wu Xingyun's voice came from behind him, and he walked to Wu Zhao's side.
"I heard that people are already repairing the road down the mountain, so we should be able to leave soon."
Thinking that Wu Zhao was considering when he could leave, Wu Xingyun said.
Are you really planning to adopt that child named Xiao Xuan?
Wu Xingyun noticed that Wu Zhao had been paying special attention to that little boy these past few days.
He also asked Tao Yueran about the child's identity.
Unexpectedly, he was an orphan who had been adopted, and the family that adopted him was someone he knew.
It was Yan Xuze, a former friend of Wu Xingyun.
Since his father Yan Bin died, Yan Xuzhe has completely cut off contact with his previous circle of friends.
Wu Xingyun, finding his behavior utterly distasteful, simply broke off all contact with him.
Yan Xuzhe was an indecisive person, and Yan Bin died very suddenly.
His once vast family business began to decline under his leadership.
Knowing he had no ability to protect his family fortune, he simply handed the company over to a professional manager.
After adopting a child from a distant relative, he disappeared from the capital city.
Unexpectedly, this child was Xiao Xuan, whom Wu Zhao had chosen.
"Oh? What a coincidence."
After listening to what Wu Xingyun said, Wu Zhao smiled.
That child had no kinship ties, nor any causal relationship.
Her identity is definitely not that of Yan Xuzhe's relative's child.
Where Ozawa came from is most likely a lie he told.
"I also find this child a bit strange."
Wu Xingyun smacked his lips.
He could always sense something peculiar about this little boy, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Occasionally, I might feel very close to someone, but that feeling only lasts for a very short moment.
If it weren't for the fact that this strange feeling happened so often, Wu Xingyun would have thought it was just his imagination.
"If I didn't know who was in his family, I would have almost thought he was related to the Wu family by blood..."
Hearing his muttering, Wu Zhao glanced at him.
A hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
Although Wu Xingyun didn't have the ability to become a sorcerer, her keen sixth sense really caught her attention.
This Xiao Xuan does indeed have some vague connection with the Wu family.
"It seems I'll have to go see Yan Xuzhe when I get back."
Speaking of this, Wu Xingyun became somewhat impatient, feeling displeased that Yan Xuzhe's good intentions had been betrayed.
Such clear-cut love and hate left Wu Zhao somewhat amused and exasperated.
"Are you so indignant on behalf of that little evil spirit?"
Shen Qingqing wasn't by her side, otherwise she really wanted to bring her out to see Wu Xingyun's disgusted expression.
Wu Xingyun shrugged.
"It's not just because of Shen Qingqing, but he really did wrong Shen Qingqing."
"I just feel that I haven't seen him clearly as this kind of person all these years, and I think there might be something wrong with my judgment of people."
Wu Zhao glanced at him sideways.
"What does this have to do with you? Before his father died, Yan Xuzhe was just hiding his true self very well."
“His father died and there was no one to cover for him anymore, so he couldn’t hide anymore.”
Feeling somewhat comforted, Wu Xingyun touched his nose.
"You've been eavesdropping for ages, how long are you going to keep hiding?"
Wu Zhao glanced sideways.
A small head peeked out from beside the big tree at the village entrance.
It was Xiao Xuan, whom Wu Zhao and Wu Xingyun had just mentioned.
His thin face still bore some scars that hadn't fully scabbed over.
"You...you want to take care of me?"
He stumbled over and looked up at Wu Zhao.
"Hey, isn't it bad for a kid to eavesdrop on adults?"
Seeing his stubborn expression, Wu Xingyun couldn't help but reach out and pinch his cheek.
"I did not do it on purpose!"
Xiao Ze didn't dare to pull his face out of Wu Xingyun's grasp, so he could only mumble a slurred explanation.
"Because, because I can feel the attention others are paying to me, so..."
Wu Zhao's attention to him was very direct, and he did not deliberately avoid it.
Therefore, Xiao Xuan could clearly sense it.
Do you want me to support you?
Wu Zhao did not answer him, but instead asked a question in return.
She patted Wu Xingyun on the shoulder, telling him not to bully the children.
Wu Xingyun chuckled.
"The little guy has such soft cheeks."
He let go, somewhat reluctant to leave.
Xiao Xuan rubbed his face, seemingly conflicted.
"Um... I don't know either. You saved me, and I like you a lot."
“But my father took me out of that bad place, and I have to repay him.”
The father he was referring to was probably Yan Xuzhe, but Wu Zhao was curious about the unpleasant aspect of him.
What are the bad aspects?
Wu Xingyun was also somewhat curious.
Xiao Xuan's little head seemed unable to fully express what kind of place it was, and he held his face in his hands with some distress.
Wu Zhao was amused by his actions.
A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
"Is there something funny? I'd like to hear it too."
Before Wu Zhao could turn his head, he saw that Xiao Xuan's face had turned deathly pale.
He began to sway precariously.
"Yes, bad, bad guy!"