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Chapter 43 If it were you, what would you choose?
I don't know when Shang Xingjian returned, but he looks like he's been standing here for a while.

Old Liu, with the air of someone who'd been through it all, winked at Xiao Qian, who was eating, "Finished eating? Let's go. The Xuantian Temple matter isn't finished yet, is it?"

Xiaoqian exclaimed "Ah!", "Hasn't everything over there been taken care of?"
Xu Guan's soul was torn apart by the ghosts, and the others were either sick or injured. The ghosts were all sent back to the underworld. Is there anything else that hasn't been dealt with?
Before Xiaoqian could even process what was happening, Lao Liu had already dragged him away.

It's true that single kids aren't very bright.

It seemed that Cheng Mai only realized what was happening after Lao Liu and Xiao Qian disappeared.

Shang Xingjian's fingers twitched behind his back. He looked around and asked, "What did you eat? It's so sour?"

Cheng Mai was somewhat displeased at the moment, and what made her even more displeased was that she knew why she was displeased.

"Is Mr. Shang objecting to my plan to open a vinegar factory?" Cheng Mai, in a terrible mood, threw the lunchbox in her hand into the trash can and called the front desk to ask her to change rooms, as the smell of vinegar in this room was too strong.

Shang Xingjian leaned against the door and watched Cheng Mai go in to pack his luggage. He casually followed him in and tossed something to Cheng Mai.

Cheng Mai instinctively caught it, looking at the merchant's note with impatience, "What?"

Looking down at his hand, he saw a ring-like object, made of white jade. Calling it a ring wasn't quite right; it looked more like a thumb ring.

It is engraved with snowflakes and plum blossoms.

"You were quite interested in my Qiankun Bag before. It's rare to find one in the Xuantian Temple's warehouse. Those old Taoist priests didn't know how to use it, so they just threw it away in a corner as an ordinary thing. It just so happens that I'm giving it to you to use."

Therefore, Shang Xingjian had just decided to take the jade thumb ring from the Qiankun bag.

Cheng Mai's mood improved considerably, though he knew he shouldn't.

"I don't know how to use this either," Cheng Mai said, handing it back.

In essence, she was no different from the people in Xuantian Temple; they were all ordinary mortals.

Shang Xingjian walked behind her and grasped her outstretched wrist. "I'll teach you."

The shopkeepers were standing so close that Cheng Mai's heartbeat could be clearly felt between them.

Even breathing became difficult.

Cheng Mai's fingertips brushed across the back of his hand, and he jumped back as if he had been electrocuted.

"Um, I'll just ask Shen Luo to call me." Cheng Mai covered the ring on his thumb, unwilling to admit that he had essentially fled in panic.

She must have been spending so much time with Shang Xingjian lately, which is why her mind has been becoming increasingly unstable.

The merchant's arms were empty, but he wasn't disappointed. Instead, he nodded and taught her how to use a small Qiankun bag, something Shen Luo could do.

Cheng Mai twirled the ring in his hand, as if that would ease his embarrassment.

"I can't leave until after the lawsuit is filed regarding the Xuantian Temple matter. If the boss has something to do, you can ask Uncle Liu and Xiao Qian to stay with me."

If they separated a little, maybe her strange feeling would disappear.

Shang Xingjian looked away from her little gesture of rubbing her thumb ring. "What, you're going to discard me now that you've just received the gift?"

“If you want to insult yourself like that, I have no objection,” Cheng Mai retorted instinctively.

Moreover, it was for his own good to ask him to go back early, since Qin Mai's matter was in City A, and it would be better for him to be back and oversee things. Shang Xingjian still leaned lazily against the wall, looking at Cheng Mai with a half-smile.

Cheng Mai rubbed the ring together and put his hands behind his back. "Boss, this is a good opportunity for you to make amends. No matter what, you killed someone, so you have to help them out."

Mentioning this matter, Shang Xingjian's expression darkened, and his gaze towards her turned colder.

"I'd better be crazy to come back and take care of you." After saying that, Shang Xingjian disappeared. This time, he was really gone.

He seemed to be in a bad mood when he left.

Cheng Mai slightly pursed his lips, "I didn't say anything wrong."

Cheng Mai got his room changed as he wished, after all, he was a guest of the presidential suite, and the hotel service was top-notch.

After changing rooms, Shen Luo was called back from the Taoist temple by the business magistrate, and Lao Liu and Xiao Qian went to replace him.

As soon as Shen Luo entered the room, she saw Cheng Mai sitting in front of the computer having a video conference with Yang Fan. She pointed to the sofa, found a seat, and waited for Cheng Mai to finish the meeting.

The Cheng Group has returned to normal operations. Under normal circumstances, Chengmai does not plan to continue expanding. It is better to maintain the status quo than to conquer new territory. The current situation is good enough, so Yang Fan usually does not need to contact her.

The reason I contacted her today was because Mr. Cheng went to the company this morning to sell his shares to Cheng Mai. Mr. Cheng owns 5% of the shares, which Cheng Mai hadn't touched because he didn't think much of them.

Cheng Mai was somewhat curious about his father's sudden decision to sell the shares.

Did he say why?

Yang Fan on the other end of the video shook his head slightly, "No, I'm just eager to buy it, and I said I won't sell it to anyone else, I'll only sell it to you. I'm just in a hurry, judging from the situation."

Cheng Mai gently twirled the ring on her finger. Yang Fan glanced at it, wondering why the chairman would wear something so out of place for her age. Isn't this the kind of thing that nouveau riche old men like to wear?

“Tell him that I’ll go see him when I get back. As for when I’ll go back, it depends on when things on my end are resolved.” Cheng Mai wouldn’t give her father much face. Compared to her father, who was a physiologist in this life, she respected her father, Meng An, more.

"Since he's in such a hurry, let him be in a hurry a little longer," Cheng Mai said slowly.

After chatting with Yang Fan about other work matters, Cheng Mai ended the video conference and stood up to walk towards Shen Luo. "Why are you back?"

"The boss sent me back, but when that guy came out, Lao Liu and the others couldn't handle him." Shen Luo put her arm around Cheng Mai's shoulder as Cheng Mai approached. "Just a quick gossip, what's going on between you and the boss lately? And who is this Qin Mai?"

Cheng Mai and Shen Luo have a good relationship. She had no friends when she was young because of her intellectual disability.

Shen Luo was her first true friend.

"You didn't know?" Cheng Mai asked curiously. "Didn't you know about his killing his wife to prove his Dao?"

"I only heard that. When he killed his wife to attain enlightenment, I wasn't even an egg yet," Shen Luo hurriedly said. "Wait, you don't mean to say that Qin Mai is the reincarnation of the boss's mortal wife, do you?"

"I bet it is. You have no idea how deep your boss's eyes were when he saw her. Tsk tsk tsk, so affectionate and guilty." Cheng Mai chuckled. This is probably what they mean by belated affection being worth less than grass.

"Actually, you can't blame the boss for this. Back then, when the Void Realm collapsed and the spiritual energy of the Three Realms dissipated, the Twelve True Gods sacrificed themselves to stop the Void Realm from collapsing further and barely maintained the human realm. At that time, the boss was undergoing tribulation in the human realm. The Path of Ruthlessness was the fastest way for him to return to his divine position. Between the common people and love, which would you choose?"

Shen Luo looked at Cheng Mai and asked.

(End of this chapter)