Soul Patch

Chapter 199 Killing someone with a borrowed knife

"You're asking about the mysterious reflection, right?" Wenjie asked, looking down at Liu Qingqing.

"Mysterious reflection?"

“Yes, according to Li Shiman herself, she can see a mysterious reflection in the mirror, which looks like a witch…” Wenjie smiled faintly and said, “That is the old woman in black robes that I mentioned.”

"The old woman in black robes..." Liu Qingqing asked in surprise, "She really existed? Why have I never seen her even once?"

"Yes, I've been thinking about this issue too, so I still need to confirm the mystery reflection."

However, I suspect that Zhang Zhipeng could see Li Shiman in the mirror reflection, and that he loathed her so much that he wanted to kill her on sight.

Wenjie narrowed his eyes, looked at Liu Qingqing, and slowly said:

"Otherwise, do you think Zhao Jingshu suddenly had a change of heart and decided to let Li Shiman and her daughter off the hook, which is why she came up with this story about being born in the same year and month?"

She went to great lengths, using Li Shiman's words to relay this method to Li Shiman's mother, was it to save Li Shiman?

These two questions left Liu Qingqing completely bewildered.

She kept shaking her head, shaking her head, and shaking her head again, until their figures gradually faded away, and they were about to exit the system.

She suddenly remembered the system's online mission and realized, "It's to use someone else to do the dirty work!"

"Hehe, not bad!"

When the elevator they were in reached the first floor, Wenjie's brief words of praise still echoed inside, but the elevator was empty.

……

After a moment of dizziness, Wenjie opened his eyes again and found himself still sitting on his bed in his bedroom. The moonlight outside the bay window was still shy and reluctant to come over.

So he remained alone, so lonely that even the moonlight refused to shine upon him.

He glanced at the time; it was 10 p.m., the same as before he entered the online mission. In other words, the time he spent in the online system mission was equivalent to zero in real life.

But... he rubbed his temples to relieve his headache.

He was exhausted from constantly concentrating on thinking and reasoning during system tasks, and also from facing unknown enemies and incompetent teammates all by himself.

All he wanted to do right now was get a good night's sleep, because he had things to verify tomorrow.

About that mysterious reflection.

The following morning, the rosy clouds parted, half-hidden behind the city's cloak, while the rising sun shone down with its piercing gaze. Soon, the ground temperature climbed steadily, and the entire city awoke from its slumber.

Wenjie was woken up by his father.

Wen Tianyi stood at the bedroom door and knocked forcefully.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Wenjie was sleeping soundly in his room, dreaming that his family was eating around the dining table when his mother said, "Why are you knocking on the door so early?"

Dad said, "We're not newlyweds, why can't I knock on the door?"

"Can't you let your son sleep a little longer?"

"He's coming to Huahai Company with me today, so of course we need to get up early to prepare!"

"You old man, your memory is getting worse and worse. Didn't your son have a counseling session today? Have you forgotten that your son is sick?"

Wenjie was about to say, "We're eating! Are you guys even letting me eat?"

wrong!

What are you eating?

When Wenjie opened his eyes, he looked vaguely at the clock on the wall opposite the bed and realized that he had a dream while he was half asleep and half awake.

Then, there was another knock at the door.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

He struggled to sit up, rubbed his eyes, scratched his head, and shuffled to the door in his slippers.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw my father with a big smile on his face.

"Dad!" Wenjie shook his head to wake himself up. "Dad, it's so good to see you as soon as I open my eyes!"

A warm feeling washed over Wenjie, and he shyly hugged his father's shoulders.

The life he wanted was so simple: to wake up and see his dad and mom, and no matter how much they nagged, he wouldn't get annoyed. The three of them would live like this, forever…

His father gave him a strange look: "You brat, what's wrong with you today? You... got into trouble again?"

Do I...always cause trouble?

"I'm telling you, if you cause any more trouble, I'll break your legs!"

Wenjie swallowed hard, looking at his father's pretense of hitting him, and thought to himself: No, being too strict is a little unbearable.

When Wenjie came downstairs and sat at the dining table, his mother sat lovingly beside him, looking him up and down.

He picked up his bowl of porridge, took a sip, and noticed his mother was still watching him. He put down his chopsticks and asked, "Mom, are you eating? Why are you staring at me? Don't you recognize me?"

"This child!" His mother gave him a reproachful look and said, "I'm worried you're not getting any younger. Have you brought home a girl you like so I can take a look?"

"Don't take this lightly. Look at your Aunt Zhang's son, Zicheng. He had a baby last month."

You don't even have a girlfriend yet. The girls Mom introduced you to are all pretty good, but you don't like any of them. I talked to your dad about it yesterday…”

"Mom, have a steamed bun, your favorite three-delicacy filling." Wenjie quickly handed his mother a steamed bun.

No, he regretted his sentimental words: being too nagging... is annoying!

"Look at you, tell your son to eat properly. What are you saying so early in the morning!" Wen Tianyi winked at Zhao Ruyun.

Wenjie's mother, Zhao Ruyun, lowered her head and began to eat in silence.

After dinner, Wen Tianyi called Wen Jie to the living room and said with a smile, "I'll have the driver, Xiao Wang, take you to the psychological counseling center later. Remember, after the counseling, you're not allowed to go straight home. You have to come to Huahai International to find me."

Wenjie looked puzzled, wondering to himself: What kind of guidance?

Wen Tianyi noticed his reaction and said sternly, "Last night you promised your father that you would be involved in the company's operations from now on."

Seeing his father's displeasure, Wenjie felt a slight nervousness: "No, no, I was just curious about what you just said about guidance?"

For some reason, he cherished this lost and regained fatherly love all the more, and this cherishing naturally manifested in his desire not to disappoint his father.

He will do his best to do anything he can.

Just then, Zhao Ruyun walked over. Upon hearing this, she sighed and said, "Son, it's time for your medicine!"

As he spoke, he told the nanny, Xiao Ran, to get Wenjie's medicine.

Wen Tianyi glared at his wife and said patiently, "It's a psychological counseling session every two weeks, with Professor Zhao Jingshu making a house call. It's very difficult to get an appointment. We booked it six months in advance, and sometimes the time has to be changed because of Professor Zhao's various commitments."

“Zhao Jingshu!” Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly and repeated.

"Yes, hurry up and go. We're meeting at nine in the morning, so don't be late!"

If you're late even once, all your appointments for this year will be cancelled and you'll have to reschedule. I'm telling you, it'll definitely be postponed to next year.

Just as Wenjie was about to set off, his mother stopped him again and stuffed two small yellow pills into his hands: "Take them on the way!"

(End of this chapter)