Tomb Robber: Oops, I think I met a tomb robber.

"Hasn't the Wang family been cleared out yet?"

Qiuyue widened her eyes slightly. Xie Yuchen nodded calmly and lied with his eyes open: "Yes, it hasn't been cleaned up yet. There are still some people left outside. Little Mom, don't go out until it's completely cleared out."

"Oh... well, I don't have anything else to do anyway, so I won't go out then."

Qiuyue agreed, and Xie Yuchen continued, "Tomorrow there will be a guest, Wu Xie from Wujia. I wonder if you still remember him, little mother."

Innocence!!

Qiuyue's eyes lit up instantly, and she said, "Oh, Wuxie is coming too? Of course I recognize him. Even though I have lost my memory, it doesn't mean I don't know him."

Hearing this response again, Xie Yuchen finally couldn't help but ask, "Since stepmother has lost her memory, how come she still knows Wuxie? And me, and stepmother, doesn't she remember anything?"

Qiuyue paused, then realized what she had done wrong. She scratched her head awkwardly, "Well, well... Huahua, it's hard for me to explain this to you clearly, just like I don't know how to explain my sudden appearance in your room. This is quite complicated, and I don't know how to tell you."

"Then can you tell me, stepmother? I will listen carefully."

Xie Yuchen spoke softly, looking at Qiuyue with a very focused and serious gaze, as if he really wanted to know why. Coupled with his handsome face, Qiuyue couldn't say no at all. But just as she was about to speak, she was stuck and hesitated.

Do I really have to tell him that he is actually a character in a book?

Now that the Wang family has been eliminated, there will be no more suffering in the future. If he talks about it again, it seems that it will only add to his troubles.

Thinking of this, Qiuyue finally decided not to tell him. It was unnecessary and not a big deal, so she said, "I'm sorry, Huahua, I still feel I can't tell you. It will only add to your troubles."

The expectant expression on Xie Yuchen's face slowly faded, and his voice became slightly colder: "Okay, I understand, little mother."

Seeing that Xie Yuchen seemed a little disappointed, Qiuyue almost couldn't help but tell him, but when she thought about the fact that Xie Yuchen in front of her finally didn't have to suffer those hardships anymore, she swallowed the words back and coaxed him in an increasingly gentle tone: "Huahua, be good. I didn't tell you because it's for your own good. It's useless for you to know those things, really."

Hearing this familiar and gentle coaxing voice, Xie Yuchen was in a trance for a moment. The person in front of him seemed to be the same person from twenty years ago, and the words she used to coax him back then seemed to be ringing in his mind just now.

"Be good, Xiao Yuchen. Sister likes you so much."

Do you like him, or do you like the one and a half year old child?

Xie Yuchen quickly regained his composure, his expression becoming even more indifferent. He only hummed softly and said, "I know. My stepmother is doing this for my own good. I won't ask any more questions."

Hearing this, Qiuyue's eyebrows immediately curved: "Oh, okay, I'm glad Huahua understands."

"Well, I don't have anything to do here, so I won't disturb my little mom's rest. If you have anything, just call me."

Xie Yuchen said this in a cold tone and turned away, without waiting for Qiuyue to react. Qiuyue looked at his departing back and scratched her head.

Was it her illusion? Why did it feel like Huahua was angry?

Qiuyue thought about what she had said and said in confusion, "Could it be that he felt offended because I said it was for his own good?"

If this is true, then she has to blame. Huahua is already an adult, and she actually talks to him in the tone of an adult disciplining a child. Naturally, he will be unhappy.

Qiuyue suddenly felt guilty after figuring out that it was his tone that disgusted Huahua. However, she had already returned to her room, and it would not be nice to disturb her again. It would be better to apologize to her tomorrow. Thinking of this, Qiuyue gently closed the door and began to look through his pile of gifts again.

After returning to his room, Xie Yuchen closed the door and went straight to the bathroom. He stood in front of the mirror and stared at himself. His pupils gradually became dilated, as if he was looking at someone through himself in the mirror.

At this moment, Xie Yuchen stood there motionless like a wax figure. He stared at himself in the mirror for an unknown amount of time. The only sound in the silent bathroom was his own breathing. Suddenly, Xie Yuchen moved.

He reached out and picked up a small carving knife on the sink. The knife reflected the pale light of the incandescent lamp, and his eyes reflected in it were surprisingly crazy. He hurriedly ripped open his sleeves with cufflinks, and roughly pulled up the smooth sleeves, revealing an arm covered with dense and ugly scars. Xie Yuchen looked at the arm, grabbed the carving knife and stabbed it in without hesitation. Along with the disgusting sound of piercing and cutting flesh, the fishy smell of blood began to fill the entire bathroom, and the hot blood gushed out instantly, one drop, two drops, and the white sink was suddenly bright red.

Xie Yuchen looked indifferently at his arm from which blood continued to flow, and slowly pulled out the small carving knife that had been inserted a centimeter deep. A series of blood beads instantly appeared on the clean mirror. The blood that had not yet completely coagulated slowly flowed down along the smooth mirror surface until it coagulated halfway.

The intense and sharp pain made Xie Yuchen's face extremely pale, but he suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"This is true, Xie Yuchen, this is true."

Xie Yuchen chuckled, his body even trembling slightly, his voice full of joy and satisfaction. He slowly closed his eyes, sighed with some contentment, and quietly enjoyed the sharp pain, as if he was feeling something through it.

The pain did not last long. The wound that Xie Yuchen had made, which was more than ten centimeters long and one centimeter deep, slowly healed. When Xie Yuchen opened his eyes again, the wound had disappeared, leaving only a new scar that remained permanently on his arm. Apart from that, there was only the blood that had begun to coagulate on his arm and the bright red washbasin to prove what had just happened.

When the pain completely disappeared, Xie Yuchen pursed his pale lips and began to clean the bathroom skillfully. The knife was also wiped clean and placed on the table, waiting for its owner to pick it up and use it next time.

This silent madness was unknown to anyone. After Qiuyue had played with all her gifts, she went to bed with a furry stuffed doll in her arms. Everyone in the live broadcast room felt so soft-hearted that they wished they could hug their beloved girl and give her a couple of big kisses.

That night, some people slept soundly, while others couldn't sleep all night, but it was a very peaceful night. When Qiuyue woke up, it was already past eight in the morning. She sat up drowsily holding her plush doll and took a long time to get up and wash. When she went downstairs to eat, Qiuyue did not meet Xie Yuchen. She thought he was busy with work. Qiuyue felt a little sorry about this, as she had wanted to apologize to him.

Because she had promised not to leave the Xie family, Qiuyue strolled around the courtyard, which was obviously not something that ordinary people could afford to live in. She walked and stopped for the whole morning. Near noon, Qiuyue came to the back of a courtyard where there was a small pavilion. When she saw the pavilion, Qiuyue couldn't help but stop and tilted her head slightly.

Is it her imagination?

Why does she feel that this place looks familiar?

Qiuyue took a look at the pavilion, which had already shown signs of age, and subconsciously walked over. Xie Yuchen and Wuxie, who had just returned, saw the gorgeous person walking step by step towards the pavilion that brought nightmares to everyone. Their originally cold faces suddenly changed, and they almost ran towards Qiuyue at the same time, shouting, "Stop!" and "Don't go over there!"

Hearing these two sudden shouts, Qiuyue stopped and turned to look. When she turned around, she saw Xie Yuchen and Wuxie running towards her quickly. She asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The two did not respond to Qiuyue's question. Wuxie, who was a little different from Qiuyue's impression, ran over and picked up Qiuyue. Qiuyue screamed and was carried on his shoulders. Her beautiful eyes opened wide and she was stunned for a moment. The faces of the people who had been watching the live broadcast also changed.

Qi Tiezui: This is your grandson, right, Gouwu?

No Old Dog: Tsk.

Er Yuehong: How come your grandson is like this as soon as he arrives?

Chenpi: How outrageous! Too outrageous!

Zhang Qishan: It's a bit strange. Is this Wuxie? In the original novel, shouldn't Wuxie be a young boy at this time? He...

Zhang Minshan: Something is wrong, it’s really wrong, these two people are very strange.

Wu Xie, unaware that he was being scrutinized by countless people, even his elders, turned around with a gloomy face, carrying Qiu Yue on his back, and walked back to the house. Xie Yuchen followed beside him, his expression also not looking good. Looking at the bewildered Qiu Yue, he said, "Why did you come here, little mom? Didn't I tell you not to wander around?"

Qiuyue came to her senses when she heard Xie Yuchen's questioning tone. She was carried on Wuxie's shoulders and her stomach was a little uncomfortable. She couldn't help but frown and said, "Huahua, you just told me not to go out yesterday, but this is still the Xie family. I was just taking a walk and didn't go anywhere. And Wuxie, what's wrong with you? Put me down quickly, your shoulder is hurting me."

Hearing Qiuyue say that it was uncomfortable, Wuxie paused. His face was gloomy, but he did not put Qiuyue down. Instead, he turned his arm and held Qiuyue horizontally in his arms, which shocked Qiuyue.

Does Wuxie have such great strength?

Isn’t he a “fresh and unworldly young man, a weak lady like a lotus emerging from the water”?

Wuxie didn't say anything except the word "stop" at the beginning. He strode towards the Xie family's house with Qiuyue in his arms. Xie Yuchen also followed beside him. When the servants passing by saw this scene, they almost all lowered their heads and stepped back, not daring to make a sound at all.