Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

As the group walked to the mall entrance, before they even stepped out of the glass doors, they discovered that it was pouring rain outside.

How big is it?

It was something like, "Stop fighting, you're not going to kill anyone like this. If you want to fight, go to the dance studio," and it was raining heavily, similar to what's depicted in this classic video.

The sky seemed to have been punctured, and rain poured down, leaving only a white curtain of rain in sight.

In this situation, let alone stepping outside, just standing inside the glass door, one gets slapped several times by the strong wind, making it impossible to move an inch.

Shen Mingchao was still carrying someone, and if he walked back like this, even if someone held an umbrella for him, he would definitely get soaked.

So we have to take a car.

"Um, Chaochao, I think I'll get down."

Zhang Haixia has a very keen eye.

He was initially delighted when Shen Mingchao hugged him in public, but he was more surprised than pleased.

Fearing that Shen Mingchao would be tired, he whispered along the way that he could walk by himself.

But Shen Mingchao did not agree.

He relaxed and went along with the other person's wishes.

But with the torrential rain outside, Zhang Haixia felt he had to get down, since he was just pretending anyway.

"it is good."

Shen Mingchao put the person down and took out his phone to open a ride-hailing app when a male voice sounded beside him:

"No need for that. My car is outside. I'll drive. Just ride with me back."

It's Zhang Rishan.

As he spoke, he took out the car keys.

But another pink figure followed and silently blocked Zhang Rishan's path.

Xie Yuchen then said, "Chaochao, I also drove here. I have some leftover ointment and bandages in my car, which can be used to treat Mr. Shen."

These words were very well received.

Hei Xiazi wasn't driving, but he could get into Xie Yuchen's car, so he chimed in, "Chaochao, ride in Master Hua's car, he's a steady driver."

Zhang Rishan: ...?

Is this implying that he's an unsteady driver?

He wanted to defend himself, but before he could say anything, another familiar male voice suddenly interrupted.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you all."

Zhang Rishan heard the voice and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Why did this person come here?

Not only Zhang Rishan, but everyone else froze upon hearing this voice.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

The newcomer was dressed in a white shirt and suit pants, with short hair parted to the side. He had a handsome and outstanding face, a nonchalant smile on his face, and a lazy, playful look in his eyes.

At first glance, he does look young, like a man in his late twenties.

In fact, he was another centenarian.

Having not seen this person's true face for a long time, Shen Mingchao still felt a bit unfamiliar with him, mainly because his mind was filled with the abstract image of this person's behavior.

She walks her cat every day, which means she frequently encounters elderly people playing chess.

I remember once, this "grandmother," with a face full of wrinkles but incredibly kind, said she could tell people's marriage fortunes, and I insisted on telling hers.

She was also free, so she didn't leave and wanted to hear how this person would make up a story.

Then this guy actually started lying through his teeth.

Speaking to her with the air of someone who's been through it all, I patiently and earnestly advised her...

"Young lady, I'm old and have seen a lot. I'm very good at judging people. Look at your face..."

"They seem destined to be associated with someone surnamed Zhang!"

Her expression at the time was like: 눈_눈

Unexpectedly, seeing her silence only fueled his enthusiasm. He kept urging her to spend more time with people surnamed Zhang, saying that this surname would bring her good fortune.

Wow, so you're not even going to act anymore?

Shen Mingchao was originally wondering how long he would play the role of the Zhang family, but he didn't expect that he would break his composure so quickly.

"It's been a while, Mingchao." Zhang Haiyan, holding a dripping umbrella, greeted her first with a smile.

She laughed awkwardly.

There was something he wanted to say but hesitated.

How could it be that we haven't seen each other for a while? We clearly saw each other just yesterday, and the impression was extremely vivid.

Yesterday, this "grandma" stopped her again, this time with a different sales pitch.

He said he had a grandson who was handsome and talented but still single, and he wanted to introduce him to her, asking if she was interested.

Oh, I get it!

An advanced version of "I have a friend"—"I have a grandson".

She smiled and politely declined, saying that she already had a boyfriend.

The guy didn't care at all, waved his hand and said it was fine, that they could try it first, and at worst the grandson could be a concubine.

Her expression at the time was like: (´இ皿இ｀)

Put the bear down for now. Someone, please take Zhang Haiyan in first, thank you!

"Hmm?" Zhang Haiyan blinked, leaned closer, and grinned in a way that made him want to punch her. "Why are you stunned? Have I bewitched you?"

Shen Mingchao really wanted to say that, in a sense, you've hit the nail on the head; your "grandma" look has indeed won people's hearts.

But she remained composed and only asked one question: "What are you doing here?"

"Good question."

Zhang Haiyan's smile deepened.

As he spoke, he turned his head and paused for a moment when his gaze fell on the only person he didn't know.

Why are you here?

The person speaking is the main reason.

But apart from Shen Mingchao.

The unfamiliar man beside her was also one of the reasons that prompted him to be here.

Although the person only has a slightly similar build and is otherwise completely unrecognizable, the sense of familiarity that arises is genuine.

It's different from the photo.

In reality, this feeling is even stronger.

But how could that be?

He had confirmed the fact that the other party was dead repeatedly back then.

He hasn't been idle these days either.

On one hand, she used a mask to approach Shen Mingchao; on the other hand, she was secretly observing the man.

In the dead of night, he couldn't help but let his thoughts wander.

I wonder if Zhang Haixia had some kind of affair behind their backs back then, or had an illegitimate child outside of marriage, without telling them, and that this man is his descendant.

It can't be someone from the past, but it could be a descendant of someone from the past.

It just so happens that this man is from abroad.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Haiyan lay in bed, racking his brains as he recalled their experiences in Malacca, bit by bit, not missing a single detail.

The result was that nothing was gained.

With Zhang Haixia's intelligence, if he wanted to hide something, he certainly wouldn't let anyone discover a trace.

Was he afraid that his special status would implicate the woman? Or was it an unexpected one-night stand? Or was he drugged and therefore unable to speak out? Surely he couldn't have been unaware of it himself?

When Zhang Haiyan starts thinking, it's like a wild horse breaking free of its reins.

However, for now, there's no rush to figure this out.

Lost in thought, Zhang Haiyan looked away.

He stared intently at Xie Yuchen.

A sudden chill ran down my spine.

Xie Yuchen: ?