Chapter 205 The Real and Fake Heiresses are Best Friends (1)

"I can send you in, but... but I can't guarantee you'll retain your memories of the outside world..."

Bai Mi hesitated, looking rather unsure of himself.

How confident are you?

Mumu pulled Xiaoningbao, who was pacing anxiously, and asked with barely managing to calm down.

"About... about sixty percent..."

"Then Ningbao will go. If Ningbao and Mumu go together, there will be two people. Surely one of them will have the memory."

Ningbao raised her little hand. She had already learned about probability, but it seemed she hadn't learned it very well.

"Does that mean there's a 60% chance Feng Yuan also has memories?"

"No, there was just a tiny mishap."

Bai Mi lowered her head even further.

"Ningbao, go! Ningbao, go!"

Ningbao was still jumping around anxiously, while the usually clever Mumu was now at a loss. She didn't want Ningbao to go, but if she went alone, there was a 60% chance...

"If it were Ning Bao, the probability of her remaining conscious would be much higher."

Bai Mi's eyes flickered, clearly indicating that she was deliberately hiding something.

Mu Mu gave him a cold glance, and Bai Mi jumped back twice in a flash.

"I absolutely did not mean to harm you, I really cannot say!"

"What? What are you saying?"

Ningbao looked at the flustered Bai Mi with a blank expression, after all, Mu Mu hadn't asked anything.

"It's nothing, Bai Mi. You can teleport us in, right?"

Mumu gently took Ningbao's little hand, and of course, she also held Xiao Hei's hand. Xiao Hei's current condition meant she couldn't be separated from him for too long. She didn't know how long it would take for him to emerge from this dream, so it was best to bring him along.

"Yes, yes."

Bai Mi nodded repeatedly, feeling bitter inside. This was clearly a family feud between Tian and his family, yet they insisted on dragging him, an innocent little system, into it.

He said that you can't break up a couple like that, and look, he's pushed the child too far, they've broken off all ties, and she's run away from home.

Really.

Mumu doesn't trust Baimi right now, and of course, she can't trust Xiaopingguo, whom she's just met. They're all about to enter the dream world, so only Baimi and Xiaopingguo are left outside. Just in case, Mumu has a backup plan.

……

"Sister~"

Ning Bao, with her short legs, rushed out of the elevator and headed straight for Feng Yuan's office.

Feng Yuan had just finished processing a stack of documents, stretched, and then pulled Ning Bao onto his lap:

"I'm free tomorrow, want to go to the amusement park?"

You have a meeting tomorrow.

Mumu, or rather Qingqing, walked in from outside carrying a stack of documents. For some reason, Mumu had reverted to Qingqing's height of about 1.7 meters, looking like an adult.

"When did this happen? How come I don't know?"

Feng Yuan let out a wail and slumped back onto the table. She had been working overtime for a week just so she could have some free time to play with Ning Bao tomorrow. Ugh, another meeting?

"I just received a phone call informing me."

Qingqing smiled helplessly and placed a stack of documents on Fengyuan's desk.

"Then work hard, sister! Ningbao will go play with Lili tomorrow."

Ningbao crossed her arms and sighed like a little adult, then stretched out her little hand to pat Fengyuan's forehead.

Don't ask why it was a forehead pat; Ningbao wanted to pat Fengyuan's head, but she wasn't tall enough to reach him.

"No way, Ningbao, you little ingrate! I've been trying so hard to make time to go to the amusement park with you, and you're just going to abandon me like this~"

Feng Yuan pinched Ning Bao's chubby little face and rubbed it for a while with great resentment.

"Oh no! Qing... Sister Qingqing, save me..."

Poor little Ningbao waved her little hand at Qingqing with all her might.

"Okay, stop teasing her."

Qingqing chuckled as she rescued Ningbao from Feng Yuan's clutches:

"I haven't finished my overtime tasks for today yet, sigh."

"Ah~"

Feng Yuan let out another wail:

"I'm quitting. I'll do it tomorrow. I'm not getting a day off anyway, so why work overtime now!"

Qingqing nodded:

"Okay, go to bed early. You need to be well-rested to have the energy to work."

Feng Yuan: ...

A flawless version after careful inspection!

What kind of devilish statement is this?

"Qingqing, aren't you leaving?"

Holding Ningbao's little hand, Fengyuan walked to the door, then turned back to ask Qingqing.

"I still have some things to take care of. I'll go back after I'm done."

"Don't do that. Is it really just a small matter? You always work overtime until 2 a.m. Come on, come on. You said yourself that you need to get a good night's sleep to have the energy to work."

Feng Yuan held Qingqing's hand, and Ning Bao also came over and held Qingqing's other hand:

"That's right, Qingqing hasn't told Ningbao a bedtime story in a long time either."

The two sisters worked together to pull her into the car. What could Qingqing do? Of course, she went home with them.

Although Feng Yuan is a domineering CEO, her car is still quite low-key—just an ordinary new energy electric vehicle. Well, actually, the main reason is that Feng Yuan drives too recklessly and changes cars too frequently. If she always used a luxury car, even Feng Yuan would feel a little heartache.

Qingqing naturally got into the driver's seat, while Feng Yuan, with his countless embarrassing pasts, rubbed his nose and guiltily sat in the passenger seat. Only Ning Bao, the little dumpling, sat in the back seat.

"Who's that up ahead? They're speeding even faster than me!"

They were almost home when a silver car suddenly sped out from in front of them, heading straight for them at a speed that seemed to be on its way to its death.

Qingqing suddenly turned the steering wheel.

The silver car avoided the collision, but it was about to crash into the mountainside.

I have no problem with you going to be reincarnated, but why do you have to take us with you?!

Seeing that the situation was not right and that the driver's seat was about to be hit first, Feng Yuan instinctively protected Qingqing beside her.

With a loud bang, before losing consciousness, Feng Yuan was still thinking, "Given the angle of the impact, Ning Bao behind me should be alright, right?"

Ningbao was indeed mostly unharmed, since the car crashed into the mountainside at an angle, and the most severe impact was only on the front left side. Even Qingqing, who was shielded, was not seriously injured; she had a broken left hand, but her life was not in danger, and she would recover in a few months.

Only Feng Yuan fared worse, ending up in the ICU with a bloody head.

However, she is quite resilient. After spending three days in the ICU, she was transferred to a VIP ward, and her condition stabilized. She just needs to rest and recuperate.

On the hospital bed, Feng Yuan looked up at the ceiling, unable to move. Beside her was Xiao Ningbao, who had come to keep her company after school with her schoolbag on her back. Now, Xiao Ningbao was biting a pencil and racking her brains over her homework.

"Ningbao, don't bite the pencil."

Feng Yuan turned his head slightly with difficulty.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Qingqing, whose left arm was still in a cast and sling around her neck, entered.

"Qingqing, sleep a little longer. If there's anything to do, you can delegate it to your subordinates. We can pay them more; it's not like we're exploiting them."

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