CHAPTER 344: CHAPTER 343: WHO IS INQUIRING ABOUT WAN SHIGUO

Chuchu patted Jiang Kechu twice, unable to overcome him, so she went with the flow and fiercely bit into Jiang Kechu’s lips, not stopping until she tasted a rusty flavor, then with some regret, she stopped.

Yet Jiang Kechu didn’t mind the slight injury at all; on the contrary, he became even more unbridled and assertive.

They hadn’t seen each other for a week, and during that time they gave each other the cold shoulder in silent protest, causing Jiang Kechu enduring torment. When he heard today that his mother had brought Chuchu over to the Shen Family, he feared that Shen Qian might cause trouble for them, so he hurried over.

Fortunately, his timing was just right, as he arrived just as Shen Qian was spouting nonsense. It seemed he had to have a good talk with his father about going to see General Shen.

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t seen her in a long time, but he found Chuchu extraordinarily dazzling today, even more radiant and charming than before. While at the Shen Family’s, he had wanted to firmly pull this girl into his arms and kiss her.

Having held back until now, there was no way he would let go of Chuchu so easily.

After a while, Jiang Kechu suddenly let go of Chuchu and turned his head away, exerting his utmost effort to restrain his own desire; this girl had too great an influence on him.

Chuchu, feeling dizzy from the kissing, suddenly saw light as Jiang Kechu released her. Feeling somewhat dissatisfied, she turned her head and saw Jiang Kechu looking outside.

Chuchu: "..." What’s the meaning of this? After kissing for so long, suddenly putting on such a disdainful face for whom to see!

That’s too much!

Just as she was about to blow up, her gaze caught sight of the bulge between Jiang Kechu’s legs. She staggered, almost bumping her chin, then shifted her gaze to Jiang Kechu’s hands, seeing them clenched tightly in fists, obviously exerting great self-control.

"Ha ha ha..." Chuchu couldn’t help but laugh.

That’s what you get for playing with fire!

Hearing Chuchu’s laughter, Jiang Kechu turned his head, only to see the girl laughing gleefully at his lower body, making his teeth itch with frustration, thinking: Just wait another year or so, and we’ll see if you can still gloat.

Chuchu had no idea what was going on in Jiang Kechu’s mind. Seeing his frustration, she completely forgot about the unpleasantness from before and purposely pointed her finger at Jiang Kechu’s lips with bad intent.

She had bitten through a patch of his skin there, ha ha, let’s see how he’ll explain this to others.

"Not angry anymore?" Jiang Kechu asked with a husky voice.

Chuchu humphed and turned her head to look at the sky, putting on airs as if her tail was about to rise up to heaven, nearly causing Jiang Kechu to lose control again.

That day, the two reached an agreement once more: they absolutely could not quarrel over other people’s issues in the future.

Chuchu emphasized repeatedly, "You must make allowances for me."

Jiang Kechu affectionately ruffled the top of her head, "I know."

Isn’t a wife supposed to be indulged? If not, she might be driven away in frustration, and that would be a real loss.

From then on, Chuchu went back to her usual study and life routine, no longer meddling in the affairs between Xiaobai and Jiang Xiaoxiao, occasionally going out for a drink with Jiang Xiaoxiao to hear her complaints.

A year quickly passed by, and summer vacation came around again. Chuchu and the old master returned to Wutong to burn paper offerings for her grandma and mother.

When she visited Aunt Ma at the Glass Factory Family Quarters, she received some news.

Aunt Ma reminisced about an incident from a few months ago, speaking as she pondered, "...That couple looked very posh, obviously not ordinary folks, and the car they drove was really nice. According to Mr. Zhang’s son from the courtyard, that car was worth at least two million yuan, imported from abroad, tsk tsk...just think, these wealthy people, spending two million on a car, really is a display of wealth...

As soon as they arrived, they inquired about your father’s matters and even visited your family’s old house. Hearing that I had a good relationship with your family, they asked me a lot about you all.

Unfortunately, your father seldom came back to visit when he was alive, and my memory isn’t what it used to be. I couldn’t remember much and didn’t say much either. Those two were really generous, though. Upon leaving, they actually gave me three thousand yuan.

Aunt Ma sighed deeply, "I said it wasn’t necessary and didn’t say much else, but they didn’t converse further and just left the money before departing. There was nothing else Aunt Ma could do but to accept it, thinking to give it to you when you returned."

As Aunt Ma spoke, she opened a cupboard and rummaged for a while before pulling out a cloth bundle, revealing it to contain the three thousand yuan.

She pushed it towards Wan Chu’er, "Here, take it. You’ve got considerable expenses studying away from home."

Wan Chu’er remained indifferent to the three thousand yuan in front of her, her mind in turmoil.

A few months ago, a wealthy couple suddenly showed up looking for Wan Shiguo. Aunt Ma mentioned that this couple seemed unaware that Wan Shiguo had passed away over a decade ago.

Who could it be?

Who would come to Wutong County after all these years to seek out Wan Shiguo?

An idea Wan Chu’er couldn’t suppress arose in her heart; could it be relatives from her father’s side?

In fact, she had long ago asked Bai Zhixi why she had never heard about or seen any relatives from her father’s side. What did Bai Zhixi say at that time?

Wan Chu’er struggled to recall. She had asked this question a year after the death of Wan Shiguo, during a particularly challenging time for the family.

Due to the passage of time, it took Wan Chu’er quite a while to remember.

Bai Zhixi seemed to have said that during the turmoil of those years, her father was separated from the family and thus had no relatives.

Could those two people be her father’s relatives? And how did they find Wutong County? Since they’d come to Wutong County, they should also have learned of her existence, knowing she is Wan Shiguo’s daughter. Then why didn’t those two come to find her?

Perhaps those two were not relatives of Wan Shiguo?

Wan Chu’er was unable to clear up her confusion at the moment. She rejected the three thousand yuan offered by Aunt Ma and returned to the County Hotel with a belly full of questions.

She couldn’t help but mention the matter to the old man and finally asked, "Grandfather, who do you think might be looking for my father?"

The old man squinted and thought for a moment, then shook his head. He had seen Wan Shiguo’s archives which indicated an empty column for family relationships; it recorded Wan Shiguo as an orphan.

"Tomorrow, go look into that car’s information. If you’re going to investigate, starting with the car is a good idea."

"Oh."

The next day Wan Chu’er returned to the Glass Factory Family Quarters and after asking a group of people, she obtained a license plate number. The car was from Shanghai.

Shanghai is far from Wutong County. Could it be that they drove all the way from Shanghai to Wutong? What a tiresome journey that would be.

Back in Beijing, the old man asked Li Shan to investigate the car. In the end, he told her that the car belonged to a businessman with the surname Xiao, who had bought the secondhand car from someone else two months ago; the original owner had already gone abroad.

Wan Chu’er didn’t say anything, but she picked up the martial arts that she had abandoned for a year, exercising every other day.

When school started again, it would be her senior year. During that year, everyone would start to get busy with their own endeavors: some preparing for graduate school exams, others job hunting, and many making contacts with overseas universities for studying abroad.

Wan Chu’er said she wanted to intern at Xiao Bai’s company. After graduation, she planned to stay and fight alongside Xiao Bai; no one objected to that.