The Law of Heaven

Chapter 113 Mirage Tower Branch
The Starbucks was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the front desk staff shivered for no apparent reason, their hands trembling uncontrollably as they wiped the tables.

The guests enjoying their morning tea were looking around, completely oblivious to the source of the tension.

Jiang Youqing took a strategic sip of her latte and said calmly, "I don't know, but even with our current relationship, I hope he can live a good life. Is there a problem?"

Jiang Wanwu stared at her with interest, her beautiful legs in black stockings crossed beneath her skirt, high heels dangling from her toes as she swayed: "Interesting. I've known you for so many years, I really know you too well. Often, when you don't deny something, it actually means you agree, right?"
I originally thought that someone as cold and inarticulate as you would be single for life. But I never expected that you actually have someone you like? I remember now, Xiaoyuan is your junior, right? You two went to the same high school; you must have known him for a long time.”

Jiang Youqing didn't explain; she couldn't reveal their shared adventures during this time, so she could only acquiesce.

She didn't take what the other person said to heart.

But she keenly noticed something.

That is, she doesn't dislike such misunderstandings.

But what if it were someone else?
If someone misunderstands that she likes someone else, she would respond with a cold look, suppressing all the other person's unrealistic fantasies.

How did that happen.

Jiang Youqing also felt that something was strange about her. Perhaps it was because she had experienced a lot with that guy recently, which made her, who was used to being alone, feel a kind of closeness, trust, and even dependence that she shouldn't have.

Instinctively, she didn't want that guy to disappear, get into trouble, or be taken away by someone else.

"Regardless of whether you have any other ulterior motives towards him."

Jiang Wanwu curled her lips into a half-smile and said, "Even if my motives towards him weren't pure at first, now my gratitude towards him outweighs my exploitation. As the one who was rescued, it shouldn't be a problem for me to visit my benefactor, right?"

Don't think you can manipulate me with your tactics. I haven't developed a special relationship with him yet. I can change my mind at any time and interact with him in a normal way. Not only will I not take advantage of him, but I will also use my connections to help him grow, without asking for anything in return.

Besides, it seems my father is considering adopting him as his godson, which would make us family. It's none of your business if I go to visit my godson.

Jiang Youqing frowned slightly, and the coffee in her cup rippled.

"I know you're very competitive and always strive to be the best. I may not be as talented as you, but when it comes to winning over men, I might not lose."

Jiang Wanwu revealed a charming smile, slightly puffed out her full chest, and said proudly, "This is what it means to be young and rich, unlike the poverty of some people."

Jiang Youqing silently lowered her head, glanced at her chest, and had to admit the difference.

But she quickly regained her senses, a hint of shame and anger flashing in her eyes, and said coldly, "Shameless."

Jiang Wanwu rolled her eyes: "Hehe."

Jiang Youqing suddenly thought of something, her eyes softened, and she said softly, "Jiuge will send people to Qin Island soon. The Xiang family might also be in the delegation. They should know that their bloodline is here, after all, Xiang Chaonan was exiled here by them back then."

Jiang Wanwu paused slightly as she stirred her coffee.

She almost crushed the iron spoon in her hand.

"Jiuge, the Xiang family?"

A flicker of disbelief crossed her eyes, and her throat grew dry: "Isn't he from a collateral branch of the family?"

Jiang Youqing said calmly, "I originally thought he was from a collateral branch, but now it seems that's not necessarily the case. Xiang Chaonan is just his uncle, not his father. All of Xiang Ye's descendants have died out, and only Xiang Chaonan is the one who survived. So let me ask you, who was Xiang Yuan's father?"

Jiang Wanwu was stunned, blinking her alluring eyes as her slightly curled, honey-colored hair swayed in the breeze.

Although the Jiang family's main branch also holds a prestigious position, they ultimately rose to prominence through science and technology.

The Xiang family, an ancient clan, is said to have been at the forefront of primitive disasters more than a thousand years ago, and their ancestors were all heroes.

"The Aihara clan has such a powerful background?"

Jiang Wanwu murmured.

"It's hard to say whether it's a blessing or a curse. Don't forget that Xiang Chaonan was exiled here back then. Heaven knows what sins he committed. As for Xiang Yuan, if his background were normal, he wouldn't have ended up here."

Jiang Youqing said calmly, "If anything happens, among the five major families, only the Jiang family has the power to protect him. So I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on things. Thank you for your hard work, Sister Wanwu."

A nonchalant tone.

But she emphasized the word "older sister" very heavily.

Jiang Wanwu suddenly realized that if her father really recognized Xiaoyuan as his godson, then she would be in a very awkward situation.

Jiang Youqing noticed her embarrassment and, unusually, smiled, saying lightly, "This is what they call shooting yourself in the foot. Goodbye, Sister Wanwu."

She turned and left, her white dress fluttering in the wind, her black hair swaying like a floating ink stroke.

Jiang Wanwu was left alone by the window, gritting her teeth, but then she suddenly remembered something and smiled.

This woman is so arrogant; she'll miss her chance sooner or later.

She didn't even dare to admit that she liked him; by the time she was ready, the deed was already done.

After a while, Jiang Wanwu's phone rang.

"Mother."

She answered the phone and responded.

Jiang's mother's imperious voice came through the phone: "Wanwu, what's wrong with you? I heard Xiaoyuan was injured. Did you deliver the things I asked you to? You're a grown woman, when will you ever be more attentive? You useless thing, I've never had such a stupid daughter in my life. Is Xiaoyuan awake yet? I'll go myself later, or it'll be too late!"

He launched into a tirade of abuse.

Jiang Wanwu was silent for a moment, her eyes darting around, and suddenly said, "Mom, there's something wrong with Xiaoyuan's identity. You know he's from the Xiang family, right? He might be from the main branch of the Xiang family. The people from Jiuge are arriving in a couple of days, and who knows what trouble he might run into? What should we do?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

Jiang's mother raised her voice: "The Nine Songs family?"

Jiang Wanwu hummed in agreement: "It's from the same clan."

Jiang's mother thought for a moment and said, "It's alright, I'll talk to your father about this in a bit. It would be best if our family were willing to accept him. If not, I'll raise him as my own child. Tsk tsk, so well-behaved, handsome, and talented. I've never had such a good son in my life. I'm going to have to enjoy this for once, hahaha."

Jiang Wanwu said with a dark face, "Mom, be more reserved."

Jiang's mother seemed to realize she was laughing like a strange aunt, and quickly said, "It's alright. Even if something really happens, just ask your grandfather for help. Just like back then, when the Ruan family took in Xiangye, this kind of good fortune has finally fallen on our Jiang family's head, ahahahaha..."

Then I won't go to the hospital for now. Please convey my condolences and spend some time with her. You don't need to help your dad during this time; focus on taking care of her.

Jiang Wanwu hesitated and asked, "Doesn't he need my help?"

Jiang's mother sighed softly, "Wanwu, haven't you realized yet? Your father thinks you're stupid."

Jiang Wanwu retorted, "Then why doesn't Father think you're stupid? I'm much smarter than you. As the saying goes, like mother, like daughter. I at least inherited Father's wisdom; if I'm stupid, I'm only half stupid. If it were you, my mother, you'd be 100% stupid!"

Jiang's mother hung up the phone.

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The turmoil in this world has nothing to do with Aihara.

He just felt tired.

Since becoming an immortal being, he has never backed down from any danger he has encountered. The only thing he finds truly exhausting is social interaction, having to deal with all sorts of people.

After waking up, he changed his clothes, ate breakfast, and then started returning phone calls to let people know he was alright.

School leaders, teachers, and classmates. Then came a bunch of friends who came to visit him.

With their private space greatly reduced, Aihara had originally wanted to continue their time together as a couple and explore the abilities of the Chosen Ones and Guardians in depth, but now he had no choice but to give up.

"You're really brave! If Miss Jiang hadn't happened to run into you, you might be dead out there!"

Having just completed a mission yesterday, Jian Mo adopted a big brother's demeanor and gave a serious warning.

Ha, if it weren't for my desperate efforts to stop Wuxiang's rebirth ceremony yesterday, your mission probably wouldn't have gone so smoothly, and it's hard to say whether you would have come back alive.

Aihara thought to herself, but she understood the other person's good intentions and said awkwardly, "This is what they call good fortune, but it is indeed thanks to Senior Jiang."

Master Zhou's injuries had healed, and he sat by the window munching on an apple: "This is what they call having a path to heaven but refusing to take it, and struggling against the boundless sea of ​​learning. Wouldn't it have been better to be kept by a rich woman? Why did you have to work yourself to the bone? Now you know how painful it is, don't you?"

He tossed a hard drive onto the bed: "Here you go, there's some information you need. Take your time looking at it when you get back."

Aihara instinctively took the hard drive, then suddenly remembered that when the master was hospitalized, he was still staying up all night to help him translate some ancient documents. Moved, he said, "Thank you, Master Zhou."

Master Zhou waved his hand: "These are all minor matters, but true knowledge is not transmitted through words, but can only be understood through language. Only by personally attending my lectures can you gain great wisdom and understand the meaning of applause!"

Aihara quickly clapped his hands: "Yes, yes, yes..."

Master Zhou was very pleased and laughed heartily.

Jian Mo rolled her eyes, then suddenly remembered Director Zhou's defection. After hesitating for a moment, she said nothing.

About ten minutes later, Xiangsi's examination was over. The little girl rushed downstairs without even changing out of her hospital gown.

"Good morning, Mr. Jian and Professor Zhou."

Xiangsi first greeted the two third wheels, then looked at her brother on the hospital bed, a relieved expression appearing on her delicate and pretty face: "Brother, you're finally awake. I was so worried. If you had died now, you could have been buried with Dad."

Aihara said with a dark face, "Then you'd better burn more paper money."

"I'm so angry! If you ever get yourself into this state again, I'm kicking you out of the house!"

Xiangsi was fuming. This was a long-standing tradition of bickering between the siblings. As long as they still had the energy to argue, it meant there wasn't a big problem and they could relax.

"Reverse Tiangang."

Aihara suddenly asked, "Are you alright?"

"Check?"

Xiangsi shook her head: "Nothing has been found yet, so don't worry, I'm very healthy."

Aihara breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

It seems the genetic disease has not yet been induced.

They still have time.

Master Zhou wanted to say something more, but Jian Mo pulled him out of the room, leaving the time and space to the brother and sister.

Xiangsi and the other girl waved goodbye, then turned around and whispered, "Brother, I've been thinking about some things lately."

Aihara was taken aback: "What is it?"

Xiangsi lowered her voice: "Didn't you want to know last time if my dad had any friends? I actually remember one person, his surname is Zhou, and he's an old man. You probably haven't met him, but I have. I was sleeping in the car that time and overheard some of their conversation."

The elderly man surnamed Zhou said that he had many reliable connections at some college, and that he might be able to help my father reduce his sentence.

But they talked about some kind of payment, supposedly some kind of key. I don't remember clearly; at the time, I thought my dad had been arrested for soliciting prostitutes and was trying to find someone to help him settle the matter.

"Central Zhenshu Academy?"

Aihara asked tentatively.

"Ah, yes, that's it!"

Xiangsi nodded vigorously.

Aihara was a little stunned when he heard this, then suddenly realized what was going on.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder Second Uncle became friends with Ye Xun.

My second uncle clearly didn't live in this city when he was young; it seems he was expelled because he committed some offense.

They had no choice but to settle down in Qingdao.

Ye Xun was at the Central True Pivot Academy back then.

Moreover, Ye Xun was also an informant sent by a powerful figure from the Central True Pivot Academy to monitor the five major families.

That makes perfect sense.

"What exactly did my second uncle do wrong? There's even a prison sentence for it, that's absolutely outrageous."

Aihara suddenly had a bad feeling. Given his uncle's personality, he must have slept with the daughter of some important person. The possibility was not low at all!

Wait a minute!
To this day, Xiangsi still doesn't know who her biological mother is, which is clearly illogical.

"No way……"

Aihara felt utterly devastated.

"My succubus uncle?"

What's so charming about this old man?!

"Later, my dad and his friend talked about a place called Mirage. My dad said that Mirage has branches in many places, and as long as the customer has the key, they can find it no matter where they are."

Xiangsi carefully examined the bandage on his right hand, staring curiously at the sticky slug, and cautiously poked it with a chopstick: "That old man didn't understand how it was done. My dad joked that... maybe Mirage has rented shops in many places."

Aihara paused again upon hearing this, for this seemingly casual remark had given him a tremendous inspiration.

Is it possible for Mirage to open a branch?
What would happen if the original owner of the car went to another city and took over a shop there to run his own business?

"Brother, are you still in pain?"

Xiangsi asked with a touch of heartache.

At that moment, the door to the ward was opened, and Jiang Wanwu came in carrying large and small bags.

Behind the beautiful, wealthy woman was a sickly man who looked like a terrifying ghost.

"Kid, this is serious!"

Fu Wanghu said with a smile, "Your relatives... I mean your real relatives, have already noticed that someone in this city has awakened the Pure Eye."

(End of this chapter)