CHAPTER 120: CHAPTER 120: YOU’RE GOOD-LOOKING, AND YOU’RE RIGHT

"Not much, just letting you know to resolve everything here quickly and go to the Divine Clan to save your father." The woman smiled faintly, turned around with her umbrella, and glanced at Murong Shuang, "Let’s go!"

Xia Mian’s eyes turned slightly cold, and she moved, blocking her path, "You can’t leave!"

For the sake of Lu Zechuan, she had been running around like a headless chicken, and now that someone who knew something had finally appeared, how could she let her leave so easily!

The woman stood still, her body unmoving, and slightly tilted her head, revealing half of a stunningly beautiful face, "Miss Xia, your opponent has never been me."

The woman’s voice was calm and gentle, like flowing water.

Xia Mian chuckled lightly, "You know quite a lot."

Xia Mian took a step forward, just one step, and an invisible wall formed around her and the woman.

"You say something like resurrection is impossible, then, may I ask, why did you stage this fake death scenario, and what do you aim to gain?" Xia Mian’s gaze was sharp, her eyes fixed on the woman’s face, as if trying to see through all of her thoughts.

However, strangely enough, her Soul Searching Technique did not work on the woman.

The woman was like a cloud of mist, void of thoughts and emotions, Xia Mian’s Soul Searching Technique passed right through her, leaving just a blank space.

"Miss Xia, the Gu Family owes me." The woman smiled faintly, "A debt of money should be repaid with money, a debt of emotion with life. Isn’t that right?"

Xia Mian wickedly curled her lips, "Of course, there’s no problem."

Xia Mian shrugged, "But, if you harm the innocent, that becomes a big issue!"

The Ji Family had not offended her, but when she was observing feng shui for the Ji Family, she intentionally left some flaws, allowing evil spirits to take advantage!

Harming the innocent is the greatest shame for a cultivator!

The woman’s face still carried a smile, as gentle as the wind, "Miss Xia, if you haven’t endured the sufferings of others, don’t advise them to be good. Please respect yourself!"

Leaving these words, the woman did not linger for a moment, disappearing deeper into the cemetery with Murong Shuang.

A mist dispersed under the sunlight, Xia Mian narrowed her eyes deeply.

Gu Zhi’s mother, a mysterious tribe?

Ha! Mysterious tribe my ass, judging by this woman’s capabilities, who knows, she might also have come from that so-called Mystical World!

Lu Zechuan walked up to Xia Mian, gazing deeply at the dissipating mist, "I sensed a familiar aura from that woman."

Lu Zechuan said, slightly turning his head to look at Shen Xiang’s tombstone.

For some reason, he actually felt that the woman bore some resemblance to his mother!

How absurd!

Xia Mian pursed her lips, "Let’s go back!"

At first, Xia Mian couldn’t understand why Ji Ling appeared here, but now, she seemed to understand.

Ji Ling should just be bait, and she was the fish.

The woman said so much to her, that for a moment, she found it difficult to discern truth from falsehood.

If what the woman said is true, that her biological father exhausted his cultivation to save her and is now suffering in the so-called Divine Clan, then she should also go rescue her great biological father.

Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan left the cemetery, her face remained solemn.

"I want to find my mother." Xia Mian pondered for a moment, breaking the silence in the car.

"I’ll accompany you." Lu Zechuan’s voice was calm and magnetic, carrying a reassuring power.

Xia Mian’s heart inexplicably felt warm.

"No matter who you are or what you have experienced, Mianmian, please believe me, I will always be by your side." Lu Zechuan’s eyes were deep, gazing deeply at her.

It did not matter who Xia Mian was; what mattered was that for him, the person he had chosen was for a lifetime.

Xia Mian turned the car around and drove to the Song Group.

Since Song Juan divorced Xia Jianguo, her mental state had improved significantly. Every day her thoughts revolved around how to manage the Song Group better, so that her beloved daughter could live worry-free and effortlessly for a lifetime.

Song Juan was full of enthusiasm, and the Song Group was flourishing.

Xia Mian stepped into the Song Group’s gates, seeing the current atmosphere of the Song Group, she couldn’t help but have a bit of satisfaction on her face.

When she took over the Song Group from Xia Jianguo’s hands, Xia Jianguo’s group of directors gave her no end of trouble, but fortunately, she cleared them out of the Song Group with decisive measures.

The current Song Group recognized only two masters, one was Song Juan, and the other was Xia Mian.

"Miss, Madam is hosting guests in the conference room, can you wait in the lounge for a bit?" The receptionist smiled warmly, guiding Xia Mian to the lounge.

While speaking, she secretly glanced at Lu Zechuan.

Miss and this young master of the Lu Family truly are a perfect match!

The receptionist tactfully withdrew, leaving space for the two to be alone.

Shortly after the receptionist exited, a commotion was heard outside.

Xia Mian’s ears twitched slightly, hearing a familiar voice.

"On what grounds are you not letting me in? Song Juan is my aunt, even if she’s divorced from my uncle, she’s still my aunt, are you trying to get fired from the Song Group by blocking me?" Jiang Wen’s voice was sharp and grating, painfully striking the eardrums.

Xia Mian’s eyes immediately darkened.

Ever since she encountered Jiang Wen at the amusement park and made her stance clear, she thought Jiang Wen would become sensible, but she never expected Jiang Wen to come to the Song Group and harass her mother!

Song Juan is kind-hearted, even if she bears a grudge against the Xia Family, she wouldn’t extend it to Jiang Wen.

This is why Jiang Wen had such unrestrained opportunities.

"Miss Jiang, Madam is entertaining guests and cannot meet anyone." The receptionist patiently persuaded, "If you have no particular business, we kindly ask you to leave!"

Jiang Wen snorted coldly, "I’ll wait for her in the lounge!"

"Ah! Miss Jiang, please wait..." The receptionist’s words were still in the air when the lounge door was pushed open from outside.

Jiang Wen’s average-looking face appeared at the lounge door.

Seeing Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan in the lounge, Jiang Wen was initially stunned, then a trace of joy flashed in her eyes.

She straightened her clothes, smoothed her hair, coughed twice to clear her throat, and then walked towards Lu Zechuan with a coy demeanor, "Mr. Lu, what a coincidence! We meet again!"

Jiang Wen’s face was full of artificial coyness, her eyes filled with stars as she looked at Lu Zechuan.

Such a handsome man should belong to her, Jiang Wen!

What is Xia Mian compared to anyway, to deserve such a perfect man!

Lu Zechuan didn’t even glance at her, instead wrapping an arm around Xia Mian’s shoulder, "Mianmian, is the Song Group’s lounge accessible to just any Tom, Dick, or Harry?"

Lu Zechuan’s attitude made Jiang Wen’s face drop a little, but when she saw Lu Zechuan’s face, her anger dissipated unconsciously, good-looking men, even with bad tempers, are acceptable.

Good-looking men are always right no matter what they do.

Jiang Wen’s face remained plastered with a smile, "Mr. Lu, I’m not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry, I’m Xia Mian’s cousin!"

Jiang Wen laughed cheekily and pulled up a chair to sit next to Lu Zechuan.