The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife

Chapter 451: The Shock of Glutinous Rice Flour

"Hmm, probably, but she didn’t want to say anything over the phone.""You’re not in good health and can’t go to the Capital City. If anyone goes, let Jingwen go." Fu Chunxue immediately expressed her opinion upon hearing this.

"I know!" Fu Zhengxiao shook his head, "I didn’t agree to her request, but I gave her Jingwen’s phone number. Recently, Jingwen is handling affairs in the Capital City, so he can help her out. Hopefully, it’s not anything major."

"What could your sister possibly be dealing with? That Zhongshan wolf seems to treat her well enough. Over the years, he’s been devoted to her, with no scandals. Her son may be a bit mischievous, but he listens to her. What could she be unhappy about?"

"Let’s hope so!"

Zhan Zhengxiao wasn’t entirely sure. He always felt that a sister who rarely contacts him suddenly reaching out suggested it wasn’t something trivial. Would she swallow her pride for just an ordinary issue?

She wasn’t without friends in the Capital City. If she didn’t reach out to anyone else but family, what did it indicate?

It indicated that whatever she needed to handle might be something she didn’t even trust those in the Capital City with.

Soon, Zhan Jingwen received a call from his aunt, arranging a time and place to meet. Since his father had previously informed him, he wasn’t surprised.

However, having had little contact with his aunt since childhood, he wasn’t quite sure how to approach her.

In the family, during holidays and festivals, his aunt was never mentioned. On the rare occasions she was brought up, it was in whispers, away from grandfather. He was too young to remember the events then, but he vaguely recalled that his aunt had a falling out with grandfather over a man and left home in anger, never to return.

Later on, a cute little cousin would visit their home each year for a while.

As time passed, the little cousin grew distant from them, with contact becoming infrequent. Although he would arrive with a smile and lavish them with expensive gifts, Zhan Jingwen always had the feeling that his cousin looked down on their family.

On this trip to the Capital City, aside from handling the Zhan Family’s business affairs, Zhan Jingwen also wanted to see his younger brother, Zhan Jingshu.

Unexpectedly, not long before his arrival, his younger brother, Zhan Jingshu, had been sent somewhere unknown by his Master. Murong didn’t disclose much, only saying it was beneficial for Zhan Jingshu.

Though he found Murong somewhat unreliable, since their younger brother was Murong’s senior disciple, he probably wouldn’t deceive them, right?

It’s just unfortunate that on this trip, he couldn’t see the little brother he had watched over since birth, who had never been out of his sight.

Perhaps, the most gratifying thing in recent days was his second brother becoming much more mature, starting to help with business matters. Though he was initially a bit awkward, under his guidance, he could manage some things, effectively lightening the burden on his shoulders.

The night before leaving for the Capital City, his second brother invited him out for dinner. As expected, the dinner’s purpose was to have him deliver some things to their younger brother.

Since their younger brother wasn’t present, he entrusted the package to Murong, hoping he would pass it along. He wondered if their younger brother had received it by now.

"Aunt."

"Hmm! Sit down! What kind of coffee would you like? My treat."

"Thanks, Aunt." Zhan Jingwen expressed his gratitude, took the menu, ordered something, and handed it to the waiter.

After the waiter left and closed the door, Zhan Zhengtong handed Zhan Jingshu a large letter.

Zhan Jingwen, a bit surprised, opened it to find strands of hair sealed in three small bags labeled A, B, and C. Additionally, there was a letter.

He opened the letter, which instructed him to arrange investigations into three matters: whether Yan Shanchuan and Lady Dongfang knew each other twenty-five years ago, the time and place of Yan Hao’s interactions with Lady Dongfang over the past decade, and lastly, to perform DNA tests on the individuals labeled A, B, and C.

"Aunt, this is..."

"Don’t ask anything. Just follow my instructions," Zhan Zhengtong didn’t explain further, but she did demand that Zhan Jingwen not disclose today’s meeting’s contents. To the outside, it should just be a typical aunt-nephew gathering.

"I understand, Aunt."

Actually, seeing the letter and the requested DNA tests on three individuals, Zhan Jingwen had somewhat guessed the situation. Why investigate Lady Dongfang specifically, and whether she knew Yan Shanchuan twenty-five years ago?

Could it be they were involved, or did they collude to trick his aunt?

As for Yan Hao’s interactions with Lady Dongfang, it was hard to decipher. But the unknown subjects of the three DNA tests gave him a sense of impending disaster.

After meeting with Zhan Zhengtong, Zhan Jingwen didn’t dare to report the matter directly to his parents. He merely mentioned that his aunt had asked him to investigate some things and then handed the task over to some of the Zhan Family’s secret operatives.

In particular, the DNA had to be thoroughly checked.

Meanwhile, after the Nascent Soul Ceremony ended, Jiang Nuo and Mu Qiuniang left Zhan Jingshu at the Hidden Immortal Sect and prepared to return to the Capital City.

Only, upon their departure, they had an extra highly suspicious little companion. The little one was adorably pink, with twin buns styled like red lotus flowers. If only he wore wind-fire wheels and a heavenly cloth, he would look just like Nezha from mythology.

However, his small face was evidently much more beautiful than Nezha’s, looking about three or four years old, with soft, white skin like a pink lotus flower.

On the little bun’s face, a pair of bright black eyes scanned around, yet he wore an expression akin to a little adult’s, as if proclaiming: "I am already an adult. You mustn’t underestimate me! Also, I am not intrigued; I’m merely glancing around for no particular reason!"

As a glutinous rice powder about to board a plane accidentally caught sight of such an adorably cute little boy—not a girl, but indeed a boy—at the boarding gate, her eyes immediately lit up, staring hard multiple times.

Had it not been considered impolite, she would have taken a picture.

Just then, she noticed a very familiar-looking couple walking out behind the little boy. The man was tall, over 1.8 meters, while the woman was petite, not reaching the man’s shoulder height.

They both wore masks and matching traditional robes, holding hands, exuding an air of affection from afar.

Most notably, though their faces weren’t visible, there was an unmistakable impression that they were exceptionally attractive, like movie stars.

Wait, movie stars?

Oh my, isn’t this tall and short couple, wearing traditional couple attire, my favorite male and female idols’ look?!

Wait, why are they here?

Who’s that little boy?

Instantly, this glutinous rice powder felt like she had discovered a new continent. Recklessly, she snapped photos of the family of three, remembering to censor the little boy’s face, and posted it on Weibo: [Spotted an awesomely cute little boy at the airport! Suspected to be the idol fam—@Jiang Nuo, @Mu Qiuniang, is this your family of three?! I just want to know when did you make a little bun, and why didn’t we, glutinous rice fans, know?!]

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