The Rebirth of the Lazy Nobles Woman
Chapter:115

Yu Ning approved Mu Zong's proposal, and the latter was not at all surprised by how the entire matter had been revealed, instead pulling out the contract that had been prepared beforehand.

After seeing early on how the manufacturers were so fond of the auctioned Gu Xiqiao software, and the current youth enthusiasm for ‘Nine Heavens’, Mu Zong had come to a conclusion regarding its capabilities. Although it was difficult to accept, there were not many geniuses in the world, and someone like him who was both hardworking and capable with high intelligence was even rarer, and even more so, but now their company managed to get the three of them!

When he thought about this, Mu Zong's blood boiled because he saw Yu Ning sign the contract.

Yu Ning signed her soul on the contract, thinking about the fact that a few days ago, she wanted to remain a free person, never expecting such a drastic change of plans. After signing the contract, she discovered that she did not feel unpleasant in the slightest, but her heart was filled with anticipation.

Some of them reached a consensus, and Wang Bo was the most excited among all of them. Thinking of being in the same company as the most talented hacker in history, it felt like a dream to him.

Until the moment they left, he still pinched himself and asked Mu Zong repeatedly if it was a dream, to the point that Mu Zong was tired of asking him.

“Wenlang, there was something about Dalin,” Gu Xiqiao exclaimed, as some of them got into the car.

Luo Wenlang looked at him, and he lowered his gaze, moonlight cast a shadow of his eyelashes onto his cheeks, and he could not see his expression.

Unconsciously, an uncomfortable feeling gripped his heart. He quietly followed Gu Xiqiao across the street.

“I think that's considered good news, my spinal cord can match Dalin.” Gu Xiqiao stated, his eyes were fixed on the car that was on the road, his lips slightly curved, and the glint of light in his pitch-black eyes.

Luo Wenlang gaped towards Gu Xiqiao, his line of sight narrowed to her, and despite his best efforts, he could not stop his hand shaking. After experiencing despair for so many years, there was finally a glimmer of visible light, and he was at a loss as to what to do.

Seeing his current state, Gu Xiqiao touched his nose awkwardly. “But you know, Dalin's blood type is Rh, and my bone marrow is 100% compatible with him. This is Gu Zuhui's hair, it's up to you to do a paternity line test, since you are Dalin's brother. ”

Among them, he was an outsider. The younger brother who was raised and dependent on each other for so many years, suddenly hearing that he still had a family, it made Luo Wenlang feel conflicted. He looked at the hair on the milky white palm for a while, not reaching out to pick it up.

Gu Xiqiao placed the hair on his palm, handing the decision to him.

The two by the roadside attracted a lot of attention, with people walking past him occasionally staring at them. The girl was a rare beauty, with dazzling eyes and skin as white as snow, while the man was tall and handsome. At first glance, they look like a matching couple.

A man sitting in the car did not hesitate as he opened the door, calling in a deep voice, “Xiqiao.”

His voice was clear and cold, standing tall and upright near the black Bugatti where he was descending. The buttons on the shirt are white and the net is buttoned out entirely. He stood there, a pair of obsidian black eyes on his stern face, an extremely attractive sight, although the intimidating aura he emitted made it difficult for people to see him.

Hearing the familiar voice, Gu Xiqiao withdrew her hand, turning towards him. “Brother Jiang.”

“Hm,” Jiang Shuxuan grumbled, seeing Gu Xiqiao's eyes sparkling as he landed on it, his figure reflected in his eyes, the unease that was in his heart disappearing instantly.

After exchanging a few more words with Luo Wenlang, Gu Xiqiao left with Jiang Shuxuan.

***

Yu Ning, who was still standing in front of the hotel door narrowed her eyes. He glanced at the person beside Gu Xiqiao, and suddenly asked, “Do you know the person who is next to Miss Gu?”

Mu Zong turned his head to look at the person, and replied in a low voice, “I've only met him a few times, don't be too curious about that. He is not an ordinary person, so do not provoke him in any way. “

“I know,” replied Yu Ning, tone thoughtful, “When I hacked the national database, I saw the person's information there. It was all in the highest level of encryption, I spent three days going through it, only to find that it was written in ancient Chinese script! “

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Thinking back to that time, Yu Ning felt her mood wane. When he thought about how he had cracked the code after not sleeping for three days, ignoring how proud he was at the time, he did not expect to be faced with the ancient Chinese script, he said, who would understand all those squiggly words ?! Why is the information so! Damnit damnit! A secret!

“Uhuk uhuk.” Mu Zong coughed lightly. “Yu Ning, don't talk about such a thing in public places. Let's go back and talk about it. ”

“Are you not afraid of being arrested by the police for questioning in broad daylight?”

‘Kids at the moment,’ thought Mu Zong inwardly as he massaged his temple, they really became even more terrifying.

***

Gu Xiqiao did not bother to hide anything from him, and repeated the entire story for him.

Jiang Shuxuan listened to his words, his brows furrowed deeply before suddenly stepping on a pause. Gu Xiqiao's eyes widened slightly, looking at him in surprise. “Brother Jiang, what is it?”

“Your bone marrow 100% matches the marrow?” His voice was low and deep, unlike his usual clear tone of speech, as if he was suppressing his anger.

He did not turn his head, and Gu Xiqiao was unable to see the expression on his face, and was unable to gauge what he was feeling at the moment, and replied in a slightly helpless voice, “I especially want to express it. Wenlin may be Gu Zuhui's son, and my half-brother. Brother Jiang, you are focusing on the wrong thing. “

“No, did you say you would donate your bone marrow to him?” Jiang Shuxuan finally turned to look towards Gu Xiqiao. His eyebrows were tightly intertwined, a very deep frown on his normally smooth face. These past few days, the color of his face had finally returned, but he was still too thin to be liked. Where did all the soup he ate go? “There is no meat at all in this bone, does the soup go into Haha's stomach?”

“... I've grown up recently,” Gu Xiqiao said slowly, but then he became excited as he spoke, “At least four or five centimeters!”

Four, five centimeters? Jiang Shuxuan looked at him, and reached out to measure with his hand, “So, just slightly past my shoulder?”

Gu Xiqiao: Okay, we can stop talking and sever our friendship here!

“When you first saw you, you didn't even reach my shoulder, and now you're just passing it a little.” When he mentioned this, Jiang Shuxuan's eyes softened — a warm and gentle gesture entered it. At that time, he was just a small, skinny, small creature, clear eyes, and vast mental strength — a genius.

He felt regretful back then, thinking that it was a pity that a talented person like him did not learn ancient martial arts. But he received a shock after that, knowing that he was not only part of the ancient martial arts world, but his level was ..hm, now at the Forging Tendon level, his progress speed was truly baffling.

But Jiang Shuxuan himself was a crazy genius, so he wasn't too surprised by it, and there was a strange sense of pride in his heart back then.

“I'm 165 now, 170 not too far away,” said Gu Xiqiao, his eyes shining. He was almost 170 years old in his previous life, so he should be able to surpass him in this life, right?

Jiang Shuxuan started the car again, speeding slowly towards the current of people. “If you really want to donate your bone marrow, don't hide it from me.”

He knew that he could not stop her, with his attitude and personality, he was not the type to turn a blind eye in this situation. He can be cold and cruel to others, but he can never deny it.

“It will be very painful, right?” Jiang Shuxuan tried, but he couldn't help it in the end, and he also thought about it to continue his medical studies. “Will this have a big impact on you in the long run?”

“It won't hurt, and it won't affect me too much,” said Gu Xiqiao, smiling at him, “Brother Jiang, you can be sure, I know my limits.”

“When have you ever made me worry?” Jiang Shuxuan said, while raising an eyebrow, “At that moment, when you ..” Whenever he recalled that terrible memory, he would feel a stab of fear in his heart. If not for the fact that there was a deep wave of energy, if he did not leave a trace, he would not have reached her in time.

“It was an accident, an accident!” He would always bring up this incident when he lectured him, and since he could not refute it, he felt a little discouraged.

***

At the same time, the painting that Gu Xiqiao had given Yao Jiamu had finally reached the Imperial Capital, after going through many hardships.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Sima Jun took off his glasses. “Please enter.”

A young man walked in, wearing a stylish white shirt, a handsome and pleasant face with slightly upturned eyes that were as dark as night. Her tone was cold and aloof as she spoke, “Teacher, you are looking for me?”

“Mm, let me show you something,” Sima Jun looks at her only student, with a smile on her face, “I want you to accept someone as a student.”

Mu Yunfan glanced in a daze, but when his eyes were fixed on the painting, his gaze sharpened.

Seeing his expression, Sima Jun felt pleased with himself. “Isn't this a spectacular work? I heard that he was just eighteen years old, and a talent capable of being polished. I'm preparing to bring this painting and yours to be sent to Biennale 1. “

“There is a lot of passion and feeling in this, where is he?”

Sima Jun sighed disappointedly. “I don't know where he is, only he's in N City. I've asked a lot of people to ask me, but all the clues are gone, it looks like someone's blocking them. ”

“Actually there are people in this world who do not want to be your disciple, I can't even hold it back then,” Mu Yunfan reached out and gently stroked the four beautiful words inscribed on the bottom of the painting: For A Millennium.

He slowly raised his head, silently repeating those words to himself before turning around to look out the window. “N City.”