CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: A FEELING IN THE HEART

"Yes, Miss Xia, this is our token of appreciation for you!" Ji Changxing handed over two boxes, "Thank you for saving our Hua Zi."

Ji Changxing and Mu Keying spoke one after another, their concern for Ji Hua evident in their words.

Xia Mian was silent for a moment, "Has Ji Hua woken up?"

Ji Changxing nodded.

"Regarding yesterday’s car accident, does he not remember anything?" Xia Mian raised an eyebrow.

Whether Ji Hua was dead or alive, she actually didn’t care much.

However, the fact that Ji Hua almost crashed into them yesterday—was it a coincidence, or did someone deliberately cause it? She was a bit curious.

"How did you know?" Mu Keying’s eyes widened in shock.

Xia Mian smiled profoundly, "Of course I know. I also know that during the accident, he was actually controlled by someone; it happened while he was in a state of confusion."

"Someone not only wanted him dead, but also wanted to take down the young master of the Lu Family with him!" Xia Mian’s gaze was cold as she looked directly at Ji Changxing and Mu Keying, "Do you know who would want your son dead?"

Mu Keying and Ji Changxing exchanged a glance, both showing a hint of shock in their eyes.

Someone wanted Ji Hua dead and wanted to implicate the Lu Family?!

To try and bring down both families’ young ones at once—their intentions could be condemned!

Mu Keying’s face turned pale, her lips trembled, unable to speak.

Ji Changxing’s face also darkened instantly, "Miss Xia, do you have any evidence for your claims?"

He had heard a bit about Xia Mian before coming here—young as she was, she sent her own father to prison, a ruthless individual.

Therefore, Ji Changxing took Xia Mian’s words with skepticism.

Xia Mian turned slowly and glanced at Ji Changxing, "Your son escaped yesterday’s misfortune because he was lucky enough to meet us. But he has been cursed with black magic; within three days, he will face life-threatening danger."

After a pause, Xia Mian looked at him again, speaking slowly, "You can come to me when it happens."

After speaking, Xia Mian brushed past them and entered the villa.

She didn’t even invite them in for a seat.

Ji Changxing frowned, displeased with Xia Mian’s attitude, "So young, yet her mouth is full of supernatural nonsense!"

Mu Keying, however, stared intently in the direction where Xia Mian disappeared, murmuring, "Old Ji! She’s right!"

Ji Changxing tilted his head, bewildered, "Right?"

"Remember, your son woke up and doesn’t recall last night’s events? Isn’t that a state of confusion?" Mu Keying patted her chest, still shaken, "I think we should go find Miss Xia right now, not wait three days!"

Ji Changxing grabbed Mu Keying’s hand, clearly disagreeing, "She’s just a young girl. If you really think something’s wrong with our son, we should find someone truly capable, not a girl who hasn’t seen any storms!"

Mu Keying shooed Ji Changxing’s hand away, scoffing, "I just find Miss Xia pleasing; I want to seek her out!"

Ji Changxing’s face was done in, "You think you’re choosing a wife for your son, picking just anyone that pleases the eye!"

Mu Keying glared, "Exactly! I see Miss Xia and instantly like her; she has the potential to be my daughter-in-law!"

Ji Changxing’s mouth twitched intensely, utterly speechless. Someone like Xia Mian—he wouldn’t dare bring her into the Ji Family.

"Just say fewer words! Don’t forget, last night the one who saved your son was both Xia and Lu! At night, a man and a woman together; do you not understand the implications? If you pair them wrongly, you might not even know how the family falls!" Ji Changxing persuaded, "Since we’ve shown our sincerity, let’s go back and examine that worrisome thing; if there’s really something amiss, we’ll be prepared."

Mu Keying reluctantly pouted and got into the car with Ji Changxing.

On the second floor of the Song Family villa, Xia Mian watched Mu Keying and Ji Changxing drive away, slowly lowering her gaze.

Last night, she left a Peace Talisman on Ji Hua.

The talisman’s effect would last only three days.

After three days, if the Ji Family does not come to her, then Ji Hua and his family could be in extreme danger.

Xia Mian pursed her lips; suddenly sensing something, she glanced into the distance where a black Volkswagen was parked, a figure leaning lazily against the door watching her side.

The person was dressed in a black trench coat, with a black bucket hat and black glasses.

In the autumn afternoon, the trench coat fluttered in the wind as the person lowered the hat, bending into the driver’s seat.

Who was eyeing her?

"Hu Lai!" Xia Mian called.

Hu Lai promptly appeared before Xia Mian, "Miss Xia, what are your orders?"

"Follow that car." Xia Mian slightly raised her chin.

Hu Lai responded with acknowledgment, turning to head downstairs.

Xia Mian threw him three talismans, "This is a Concealing Talisman, an Amulet, and a Far Escape Talisman. If the opponent uses magic on you, these can protect your life."

Hu Lai paused, dutifully accepting the talismans Xia Mian tossed.

In the next moment, he disappeared around the stair corner.

At the same time, Lu Zechuan at Lu Company finished handling company documents, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and stretched slightly, looking down.

Outside the car windows, the bustling traffic moved by, with sunlight streaming on him as a voice suddenly screamed in his mind: Jump! Jump!

Lu Zechuan frowned, and rubbed his temples intently, wanting to rid himself of the voice.

But the voice clung to him like a bone, refusing to go away! He gripped his palm tightly, even drawing blood, yet his mind grew increasingly fogged...

Lu Zechuan’s eyes began to lose focus, his steps unconsciously moving forward.

Just one step, and his suit pocket suddenly emitted a bright red light.

The red light carried a searing heat, burning his skin painfully!

Lu Zechuan jerked awake suddenly.

His vision sharpened, missing the floor-to-ceiling glass by a millimeter.

In his confused state, he might’ve crashed headlong into the glass, breaking it and falling from the building...

Lu Zechuan reached into his pocket, pulling out a delicate sachet.

Inside was a lock of hair from Xia Mian.

Lu Zechuan clutched the sachet, feeling its scalding warmth, narrowing his dark eyes deeply. Again—how many times had it happened this month?

He could barely imagine; if not for Xia Mian during this time, would he already be dead?

Lu Zechuan’s complexion turned grim, his handsome face ominously stormy.

The phone’s sudden ring brought him back to reality.

He glanced down—Xia Mian was calling.

Upon answering, Xia Mian’s urgent voice came through, "Lu Zechuan! Are you alright?"

Lu Zechuan murmured a low yes, "I’m fine."

Only then did Xia Mian breathe a sigh of relief, "That’s good."

The strand of hair left on Lu Zechuan allowed Xia Mian to sense his previous state clearly.

That state was not much better than when Ji Hua was cursed!