Chapter 197: Chapter 197: Those Memories, So Embarrassing to Look Back On! 1
Si Mingjing took the box, her mind full of questions.
"My memories with the Demon King? How do you know there’s a Demon King in my heart?"
Chen Fengdu replied with resentment, "If there wasn’t a Demon King in your heart, you would’ve become my woman long ago. Let me tell you, I didn’t lose to that grandson; I lost to you!"
Si Mingjing: "???"
Chen Fengdu reminisced about the past, grinding his teeth in frustration.
"Back then, I was wholeheartedly devoted to you, but every time I got close, you’d tell me the Demon King in your brain was throwing a tantrum and that I had to keep my distance for you to find some peace!
I loved you so much, cared for you so dearly. How could I bear to see you tormented by the Demon King in your heart every day? I had to give you up, though it broke my heart!
You have no idea how many days and nights I spent heartbroken!
Luckily, I later found true love again. Now I’ve fallen for my Little Jiaojiao; I don’t love you anymore!"
Chen Fengdu said he didn’t love her anymore with an easy tone, tinged with a hint of proud coquettishness.
Si Mingjing understood this feeling very well.
Every time a man tried to pursue her or express his love, her head would feel like it was about to explode unless he stayed away from her.
But she had never seen Chen Fengdu before.
Si Mingjing was puzzled, "I’ve never met you before. When did you ever pursue me?"
"Of course, it was the ’you’ from before who told me!"
"From before? You mean before I was born? Could it be my past life?"
Si Mingjing had always been curious about the Demon King in her heart.
Upon reflection, could it be related to her past life?
Otherwise, how could the Demon King have lived in her heart since she could remember?
"Past life? Oh, my dear ex-girlfriend, you still don’t know that you’re eternal?"
Si Mingjing echoed, "...Eternal?"
"You are an immortal being! Just give you a womb, and you can be reborn!"
Si Mingjing stammered, "!!!... Reborn?"
Was she reborn through her mother’s womb, a dragon’s rebirth?
Chen Fengdu said, "I’m also an immortal being. Originally, us being together would have been the perfect match, but it’s all that grandson’s fault, making me have to give you up painfully and look for new true love."
Si Mingjing wore a baffled expression.
Chen Fengdu said, "Hurry up and open the box, get your memories back. Then you’ll naturally understand everything."
Si Mingjing attempted to open the box but couldn’t find the correct way to do it. She was at a loss, "How do I open it?"
"That, I have no clue about. It’s your thing; why would you tell me how to open it? Aren’t you afraid I’d peek at you and your Demon King whispering and murmuring? What if there’s 100GB of unreviewable content inside? Anyway, I’ve already returned the item to its rightful owner."
This Chen Fengdu, his words were so nonsensical.
What 100GB of unreviewable content?
Chen Fengdu took two books from the shelf and stuffed them into Si Mingjing’s arms, saying, "Here, take these. They’re antiques, my treasured collection. I wouldn’t be able to bear parting with them for anyone else; it’s only because you’re my ex-girlfriend."
"Thanks, but I really don’t need them."
Si Mingjing hurriedly put those two books back on the shelf. Such eye-scorching gifts, and he talks about parting with them painfully!
She wouldn’t want them even if he begged!
Si Mingjing, holding the box, fled faster than a rabbit.
She was half-believing, half-doubtful about what Chen Fengdu had said.
She had always been curious, ever since she was a child, wondering why there was a Demon King in her heart. Now the answer was right before her eyes—she would not miss the chance to discover the truth.
Mo Yinhe saw her return with an ancient-looking black and red box in her arms and asked, "What did that undying old fool give you?"
"I don’t know; I can’t open it. Can you?"
Si Mingjing handed the black and red box to Mo Yinhe.
Mo Yinhe studied the box in his hands for a while. Its surface was covered in tiny, numerous colored patches.
"It’s a puzzle. Complete it to open the box."
"Yeah, I figured as much, but it’s quite a test of patience."
The box was covered with over a hundred tiny colored blocks, each one only a tenth the size of a fingernail. The sight of them made Si Mingjing’s head ache; it nearly triggered her fear of dense patterns.
Mo Yinhe said, "Take it back to Xiaobai. That little rascal loves puzzles."
"Wasn’t Xiaobai sent away by you?"
"He’s already back. With New Year approaching, my parents brought Xiaobai back to A Country yesterday. They all want to see you."
He had already told his parents that Mingjing was Ajiu, and they couldn’t wait to meet their future daughter-in-law. Just a moment ago, his mother had called to ask when he would be home.
Si Mingjing asked subconsciously, "Why do they want to see me?"
Mo Yinhe was about to speak when Ye Siyuan rushed over to prevent her brother from blurting out something inappropriate.
She could predict exactly what her brother would say—something like, "Of course, they want to meet their future daughter-in-law," or "An ugly bride must eventually meet her in-laws"... and other such remarks.
As a woman, she understood a girl’s mind best.
Her sister-in-law had been stung by an imposter’s words; it was best not to let him flirt right now, or it would only add fuel to the fire.
Ye Siyuan said, "Mingjing, you healed Xiaobai’s leg, cured my brother’s illness, and saved Asheng. My parents are both extremely grateful to you and really want to meet you, their great benefactor. Let’s go quickly; the one who wants to see you the most is Xiaobai."
Si Mingjing also missed Xiaobai, so she said goodbye to Chen Fengdu, and the group boarded the private jet back to the Imperial Capital.
Before the private jet took off, Chen Fengdu insisted on exchanging WeChat contacts with Si Mingjing and shouted a few words at Mo Yinhe, "Grandson, grandson, New Year’s is almost here! Remember to bring Mingjing over to pay respects to Grandpa."
Mo Yinhe blatantly ignored him.
He couldn’t figure out what connection Mingjing and Chen Fengdu could possibly have.
Why would she have entrusted something to Chen Fengdu for safekeeping?
On the private jet, he patiently worked on the puzzle for her.
Shortly after takeoff, the private jet landed at the Ye Family estate.
Upon disembarking, the trio returned to the villa and saw the living room filled with people chatting and laughing—a lively scene.
"Dad!" Ye Siyuan dashed towards the living room.
A tall, imposing man of fifty years, possessing a dignified and majestic aura, sat on the living room sofa chatting with Old Master Ye. This was Mo Yinhe’s father, Ye Junqing.
Having been ’embraced’ by Chen Fengdu, Ye Junqing also possessed immortality. He looked very young. Standing beside Mo Yinhe, they appeared more like brothers than father and son.
The lady sitting next to Ye Junqing was called Ye Xinguang.
She was Mo Yinhe’s mother and the Queen of Atlantis.
Her birth father’s surname was Xia. However, Ye Xinguang was abandoned by her birth parents as a child and cast into the sea. She had long since severed ties with her biological family, choosing to take her husband’s surname. Even her given name, Xingguang, was chosen by Ye Junqing.
Ye Xinguang was forty-four this year, yet she also looked exceptionally young. When standing with Ye Siyuan, she appeared more like an older sister, with no trace of age visible on her face.
It is said that mermaids can live two to three hundred years, so forty-four isn’t considered old for a mermaid.
Therefore, she also appeared very young.
Ye Xinguang walked over to Si Mingjing, took her hand, and looking at her with tear-filled eyes, asked, "Is this Mingjing?"