CHAPTER 1357: CHAPTER 1357: ZHAO’ER, IT’S TRULY WONDERFUL TO HAVE YOU IN THIS LIFE

"Impossible!" At this moment, three people stood up simultaneously.

"Absolutely true. When I was eight, my best friend and I got into a fight over a piece of cake. At that time, I bit his left hand, and he retaliated by biting my right hand."

"This..." Li Guangyao and the old man were speechless.

Li Qimeng’s expression became incredibly complex, initially shocked, then a hint of joy appeared. Suddenly realizing something, she hurriedly asked you, "Do you have a birthmark below your navel?"

"No." You answered dryly.

"No way." You reluctantly stood up, took off your top, revealing firm muscles. However, to Li Qimeng’s extreme disappointment, there was no birthmark below your navel.

You let out a breath and smiled, "Sorry to disappoint you. I think we can leave now, right?"

"No, you cannot leave." Li Guangyao hurriedly stopped you.

"Why?"

"If Ling Dijie learns that you are not Zixu, he will surely kill you personally."

At this moment, you laughed, "Hey, so what, would I be afraid of him?"

"Kid, do you know who Ling Dijie is?" The old man’s tone changed significantly.

"Not sure, care to enlighten me?"

"Ling Dijie is the Marshal of the Galaxy Alliance Military Department. If he stomps his foot, the entire Milky Way Galaxy will tremble."

"Ling Dijie."

You slowly pronounced these three words, simultaneously reflecting in your mind; "Judging by their previous behavior, they originally intended for me to integrate into the family for their use, and now without a blood relation, their effort to recruit me is merely a ploy to use me. However, if what Li Qimeng says is true, that Ling Dijie would kill me upon knowing the truth out of anger, I must not remain here."

"Mr. President, since I am not related to you by blood, I think it’s better for me to leave. Should Ling Dijie wage war on Zhonghua Star because of me, I would become a criminal for ages." You said with a smile.

"Mu Yun, do you still want to leave?"

"Hmm." You nodded, simultaneously turning to Zhao’er, "Let’s go."

"Where do you plan to go, back to the dormitory?" Li Qimeng stood up, clapping her hands, at this moment Pang Qin quietly emerged from a side door.

"Are you threatening me?" Your face turned cold.

"No, this isn’t a threat. Mu Yun, you should understand, stepping through that door would bring multifaceted pursuit by enemies, only staying on Zhonghua Star ensures your safety."

"Humph." You sneered coldly, turning to walk toward Pang Qin, Zhao’er quietly following.

"Qin’er, let’s go." You reached out to hold Pang Qin, but she stepped back, looking at you with a complex expression.

"Qin’er, what’s wrong?"

"Pang Qin was already one of us. Her original mission was to monitor your every move. She thought you were my brother, aiming to seduce you, and if successful, she could become an aristocrat. She anticipated future happiness, but now knowing your identity, would she follow a poor boy?"

Hearing Li Qimeng’s words, you were not angry but laughed instead.

Pang Qin lowered her head, her body trembling slightly, "I don’t want that life of exile anymore; my brother and I worked hard for our current status, I..."

You retracted your extended hand: "Since your brother hasn’t left you, then the previous promise is void."

You let out a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief, turned to Zhao’er asking, "And you, willing to go with me?"

"Wherever you go, I’ll follow." Zhao’er gave a smile you’d never forget. You held Zhao’er’s hand firmly and turned to leave.

"Mu Yun!" Li Qimeng shouted toward your back.

But, no one answered her.

As you left the President’s Mansion, the sky was already dark; holding Zhao’er, you quickly vanished into the night. Now you were a person without a home, where would you go?

But at least you were not alone; someone special was by your side, Zhao’er’s words "Wherever you go, I’ll follow" once again softened your heart, holding Zhao’er tightly.

"Yun, where are we going now?"

"To create something." You smiled, "Want to know what?"

"If you don’t tell, I naturally won’t ask; if you want me to know, you surely will tell me," Zhao’er said softly.

You couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, "With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?"

Lightly kissing Zhao’er’s forehead, you said, "Zhao’er, having you in this life is truly wonderful."

"I feel the same."

You quickened your pace, moving swiftly through the darkness like lightning, finally stopping inside a heavily guarded factory workshop.

Upon entering the factory, you immediately started working, as the workers were off duty, with only one person patrolling whom you knocked out upon entering.

First, you sketched a blueprint for a complex machine using a computer in the office, then quickly searched for materials in the workshop, busying yourself in a corner.

Zhao’er quietly stayed beside you, sometimes handing you a glass of clean water, carrying a delicately scented handkerchief.

Although Zhao’er’s memory hadn’t returned, she still acted like a virtuous wife by your side. Emotions are incredibly complex; you never know when you’ll fall for someone, for someone whose name you’ve never heard.

Zhao’er first saw you in a game, during the first meeting she merely found you honest and simple, her impression fairly ordinary.

The second time was in the new "Arrogance" game at Cissirya Prairie; although she didn’t know you were the same child, she merely felt the persistence you possessed lacked in others, when you stood afar holding that dagger, her heart suddenly raced, from then your image slowly etched into her heart.

The third time was in the forest, that time you took her first kiss, also capturing her heart.

"Love is the most wondrous thing in the world, sometimes making one laugh loudly, sometimes causing tears and pain. When a woman truly loves a man, she becomes like his captive, following him for life, regardless of his status, regardless of his appearance, even to crime, she will pursue him." This phrase was said by a philosopher, perfectly reflecting in Zhao’er.

"Zhao’er." You sat resting on the ground, Zhao’er nestled in your embrace.

"Hmm."

"I love you."

Holding Zhao’er’s delicate body warmly, her fragrance filling your embrace, you couldn’t resist drawing near to smell Zhao’er’s faint aroma.

"Zhao’er, do you regret following me?" Zhao’er gently shook her head, lightly resting her head against your chest, listening to your heartbeat.