Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 57 Wang Xiaoming's Scheme
"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush. I was just educating the children about safety. As the person in charge, I have to set a good example. I must stop any uncivilized behavior I see immediately."

"Alright, alright." The female voice on the other end of the phone continued, "Dachang City has a very high coefficient in the headquarters' safety assessment report, with almost no paranormal events. But I still suggest you tell Yang Jian, after all, this is his territory."

Cao Yang waved his hand and said, "No rush, it's not confirmed yet. Right now we just suspect that thing got here. Besides, that thing came from headquarters, why tell Yang Jian?"

"Understood. I will continue to monitor the situation in Dachang City, but there are some places that I cannot see without Yang Jian's authorization."

"Okay, that's settled then. I'm going to go and enjoy the New Year celebrations. I'm exhausted from working all day long, and I finally got a great job, so I have to enjoy it to the fullest."

After saying that, Cao Yang hung up the phone and walked towards a bustling market ahead.

"Leg Bro, Leg Bro, what do you think of my outfit?"

Zhang Wei was wearing a God of Wealth hat and a fake beard, striking a dignified pose.

Jiang Yan immediately stepped forward and ripped off the fake beard on Zhang Wei's chin. "Wei, the God of Wealth isn't someone just anyone can impersonate! Take it off right now!"

"It hurts so much!" Zhang Wei said, clutching his chin.

"Then I'll dress up as a ghost and scare my dad."

As he spoke, Zhang Wei ran upstairs and rummaged through the drawers and cabinets in his room.

Yang Jian put down his cola and asked, "Where are Tong Qian and the others?"

Jiang Yan replied, "They're at the company. Zhang Han and Feng Quan are there too. The company is holding its annual meeting, and Tong Qian insisted on dragging the two of them along, saying that they'd get moldy if they stayed here any longer and wanted to soak up some of the company's energy."

Yang Jian nodded. With Zhang Han around, he felt relatively at ease. Tong Qian was too much of a saint, and Feng Quan was becoming more and more like Zhang Wei after his memories were altered. Only Zhang Han had the most composed personality.

Just then, a child's voice came from outside the door: "Get out of the way! Daddy Bear, do I need to report to anyone?!"

The door was pushed open, and Xiong Wenwen stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips.

A security guard stood awkwardly to the side, about to stop Xiong Wenwen, but Yang Jian waved his hand and said, "Let him in."

"Yang Jian! Don't be ungrateful! My mom has already made preparations at home. Come back with me, have a meal with my mom, and I'll join your team from now on."

Jiang Yan walked up with two red envelopes in her hand: "Where did this brat come from, talking so arrogantly?"

Xiong Wenwen slapped the red envelope out of Jiang Yan's hand and walked towards Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, I'm talking to you."

The ghost eye on his forehead suddenly stared at Xiong Wenwen, startling him so much that he jumped back and moved far away from Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked at Xiong Wenwen and said, "You want me to be your father again?"

"Pah, pah, pah, what are you saying?" Xiong Wenwen jumped onto the sofa and said, "I might die any day now, I need to find a backup plan for my mom, I can't stay with her for too long."

As she spoke, Xiong Wenwen's voice grew softer and softer until she finally sat down on the sofa and remained silent.

Jiang Yan also understood what was going on; this child must also be a ghost tamer.

Stepping forward, Jiang Yan patted Xiong Wenwen's head and said, "Little one, don't worry. Why don't we bring your mother to Dachang City too? That way, we can look after each other."

"You don't know anything." Xiong Wenwen slapped Jiang Yan's hand away and said to her, "Who the hell are you?"

Jiang Yan's face stiffened. She hadn't expected Xiong Wenwen to speak so arrogantly, but she still smiled and said, "I'm Yang Jian's girlfriend."

Hearing this, Xiong Wenwen's eyes widened, and she pointed at Yang Jian, saying, "Holy crap! What a scumbag! He has a girlfriend but he's still thinking about my mom!"

"Huh?" Jiang Yan looked at Yang Jian, not expecting that Yang Jian had this kind of taste.

"Alright." Yang Jian stood up, walked towards Xiong Wenwen, and said, "Xiong Wenwen, join my team, and I'll guarantee your mother's safety before I die." Xiong Wenwen seemed thoughtful, then nodded and said, "Then are you still going to date my mother?"

"I never wanted to date your mother."

Just then, Wang Shanshan's voice came from upstairs.

"Everyone, lunch is ready."

Wang Shanshan rarely comes out of her old house. If it weren't for the fact that the Chinese New Year is approaching, she would probably stay inside all the time.

Zhang Liqin also came out carrying a plate of hot dishes.

"Go wash your hands, everyone. It's just a simple meal for my family, so I hope you won't mind."

"Your own family?!" Xiong Wenwen's mouth dropped open, and she turned to look at Yang Jian, saying, "You still say you're not a scumbag? You're keeping three women in one building."

Yang Jian was too lazy to explain. In his eyes, Xiong Wenwen was just an unruly brat. Although his personality was indeed bad, the vengeful ghost he controlled was an extremely special existence in the entire supernatural circle.

At the dinner table, Zhang Wei glanced at Xiong Wenwen, craned his neck, and whispered to Yang Jian, "Brother Leg, when did you have an illegitimate child? How come I didn't know?"

However, the sound was so loud that even Jiang Yan, who was standing nearby, heard it.

"Zhang Wei! If you dare to talk nonsense again, believe me, I'll delete everything on your computer!"

"Damn it, I have a mouth, you can't tell me what to do."

Xiong Wenwen also stood up and said to Jiang Yan, "Auntie, Yang Jian likes my mother. I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

"Who are you calling 'auntie'?!"

Zhang Liqin quickly urged, "Alright, alright, everyone, let's eat. It's the New Year..."

Wang Shanshan sat quietly beside Yang Jian, looking at him silently, completely out of place in the lively environment.

At this moment, Yang Jian looked at the television.

"Everyone, be quiet."

Everyone immediately sat back down and followed Yang Jian's gaze to the television.

Chinese people have always had a habit of turning on the TV while eating during the Chinese New Year, and the volume must be very loud.

An international news report is being broadcast on television.

"According to our station, a major wildfire broke out overseas this morning, affecting more than five cities. The number of casualties is currently unknown. The affected country is requesting assistance from my country. With the Spring Festival approaching, the general public should use fire safely and adhere to three key principles."

Zhang Wei took a bite of a chicken leg and said, "Brother Leg, are you going to be the president of the United States? You seem to care a lot about international affairs."

Yang Jian remained silent, watching the overwhelming flames on the television screen. A strange glint flashed in his eyes as he walked alone to the balcony and began to ponder silently.

Wang Xiaoming had told Yang Jian that there was another thing to do before the raid was to take place, and then today a fire broke out overseas.

Yang Jian would never believe such a coincidence. Wang Xiaoming always planned ahead, and if he had a plan to kill someone or destroy an organization, he would definitely have one or two complete plans.

Moreover, the extent of the damage is clearly man-made. Yang Jian is now certain that Wang Xiaoming started the fire to weaken foreign forces and allow the team leaders to complete their raid more smoothly.

Wang Xiaoming is always like this; if he doesn't make a move, he won't, but once he does, he'll beat the other person until they're in pain and subdued.

"Perhaps... this surprise attack abroad wasn't entirely a preemptive strike, as Wang Xiaoming claimed... there might be deeper reasons behind it..."

(End of this chapter)