Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

This statement caused quite a stir.

His tone was light and casual, but it struck everyone like a bolt from the blue.

Two names, two massacres.

It was all their people who started these topics.

Zhang Haike sighed, utterly speechless. Seeing Shen Mingchao and 'Shen Xia' walking further and further away, he couldn't help but begin to criticize:

"Can't you keep your mouth shut? Do you have to make yourself miserable? Now you're feeling good seeing them exchanging glances and understanding each other?"

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Qianjun also chimed in:

"Someone once said I was too talkative, but I think he's no better."

"Everything was fine before, but you had to ask. Now look what's happened, even the matter of him taking his wife's surname has come up."

Faced with the two people's blatant ridicule, the one who had talked the most surprisingly did not refute them.

Without him.

These three answers were truly unexpected.

He chuckled coldly, a keen interest gleaming in his eyes.

This is simply...

It was like opening a whole new world for him!

"Sigh, to be honest, that kid is no pushover." Zhang Qianjun scratched his head, quite annoyed. "Is he telling the truth? I have a feeling he's just saying that to provoke us."

"Who knows?" Zhang Haike's lips twitched, his face full of speechlessness. "I feel like it's 90% intentional. Taking his wife's surname? It's amazing he even thought of that."

Regardless of whether it was intentional or not.

I felt a sense of resentment and was very uncomfortable.

Zhang Haike suddenly felt a urge to smoke and was about to light a cigarette when he suddenly remembered Shen Mingchao's earlier teasing.

After hesitating for a moment, I gave up.

He then picked up his phone, his expression focused and serious, his fingers flying across the screen as he typed.

People who don't know him would think he was working.

In reality, he was using extremely harsh words to attack his rival in the revenge group.

If he's having a hard time, then nobody should have a good time.

Just as he was typing, he suddenly heard Zhang Haiyan's sleazy voice coming from the front seat:

"Chieftain~~"

"Do you think there were any members of the Zhang family who married into other families in the past?"

Zhang Haike paused, his fingers moving slightly.

He looked up abruptly, and before Zhang Qilan could speak, he demanded sharply, "What do you want to do?! I'm warning you, put away those ridiculous ideas of yours."

"What do you mean by 'a mess'?" Zhang Haiyan shook his head and sighed. "Haike, I'm not saying this to be mean, but it's 2016 now, and those rules and regulations are outdated. You should put away your old ideas."

"What do you mean by old or not? You're clearly using a fallacy to mislead people. Don't think I don't know what you're up to." Zhang Haike said with a serious face, "You'd better just say it. The surname can't be changed; if you do, you'll be expelled from the family."

"Hey..." Zhang Qianjun looked like he'd seen a ghost: "Are you serious? It's one thing to be unreliable all the time, but if you really changed your surname, aren't you afraid your godmother would kill you with a knife?"

Zhang Haiyan pouted: "...You guys are really boring, you can't even take a joke, no wonder the Ming Dynasty doesn't like you."

The two men had their lungs punctured and immediately went berserk.

Veins bulged on Zhang Haike's forehead as he grabbed Zhang Haiyan's hoodie hood and yanked it outwards.

"Come on, it's just changing your surname, right? Simple. I can book plane tickets. We'll go to the ancestral hall now, and I'll summon the elders. Go change it now, or you're my grandson!"

Zhang Haiyan nimbly dodged Zhang Haike's hand. "Hey, there's no point in talking like that."

While the two were facing off, another person added to the chaos. Zhang Qianjun dialed a number, and after a few rings, someone answered.

"Feed? Sister Haiqi?"

"That's right, Zhang Haiyan wants to change his surname!"

"Yes, yes, you heard me right. That's exactly what he meant. He said he's been using the surname Zhang for so many years and he's tired of it. We've tried to persuade him, but he's determined. I don't think he cares about you at all."

These words are simply stirring up trouble.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haiyan's eyes widened: "No way, you actually made the call? Zhang Qianjun, you're acting like a schoolchild, calling someone's parents over our grudge. Isn't that a bit unsportsmanlike?"

"And you, a Taoist priest from the mountains, even exaggerate and spread rumors about others. Aren't you afraid of ruining your own spiritual practice!"

Zhang Qianjun retorted, his neck stiff: "I was clearly just telling the truth!"

Besides the farce involving the three people, there was also a man in the car who remained silent throughout.

He didn't participate in the conversation between the three people, but silently watched the direction where Shen Mingchao disappeared, lost in thought.

……

Meanwhile, after picking up the package, Shen Mingchao walked back side by side with Zhang Haixia. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't help but ask, "Should I take my wife's surname?"

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

Zhang Haixia smiled gently and warmly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and simply raised her eyes to ask softly, "Am I wrong, my wife?"

"Um……"

Once this term is used, who can say that this statement is incorrect?

That's absolutely right!

But Shen Mingchao still felt that something was off.

Looking at Zhang Haixia's calm expression, a thought suddenly popped into her head: "Hey Xiazai, you didn't know Zhang Haiyan would ask this, did you?"

What do you think?

The lack of a direct answer was tantamount to a tacit agreement.

Shen Mingchao was slightly surprised: "You actually expected this all along?!"

"Hmm...I guess so." Zhang Haixia's smile deepened. "My lady, you know that with so many people involved, I have to make some preparations beforehand to ensure your plan goes perfectly."

Ready?

Shen Mingchao was numb.

She even suspected that Zhang Haixia had mentally simulated various possible scenarios and corresponding coping strategies.

This person's brain is truly amazing; it's like a finely tuned machine.

[Hiss... This guy may be annoying, but he's definitely quick-witted.]

For the first time ever, Wang Can agreed with this statement, because in doing so, he would also take his wife's surname.

While the two were talking, they passed by the neighborhood park.

Suddenly, a familiar figure came rushing from afar and crashed into Shen Mingchao's arms.

It's fluffy and still breathing on itself.

It was that very affectionate black-backed dog.

Its owner strode over, her small face grim.

"Mingchao, you're back just in time. Watch over Xiaoshan for me for a while; I have something urgent to attend to."

"What's wrong, Sister Dong?"

Seeing Zhang Haiqi's serious expression, Shen Mingchao's heart skipped a beat. He thought that something had happened to the Zhang family members so quickly, but he didn't expect the truth to make him both laugh and cry.

"Damn! Someone's grown up, gotten too big for their britches, and actually wants to change their surname. I think they're just asking for trouble!"

After saying that, he stormed off.

"...He's finished."

Zhang Haixia shook his head as he looked at his godmother.

Shen Mingchao looked at the invisible figure radiating anger in the distance and symbolically mourned for three seconds.

I hope Zhang Haiyan can see the sun rise tomorrow.

This is her greatest blessing to him.