Fake Rich Daughter Is A Scientist From The Future
Chapter 170 - Thank the Native Gods
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A memory suddenly surfaced in Xi Chengās mind.
The weather was good that day and the warm sunlight shone on the ground. The young and handsome man raised his leg and propped it against the wall of the narrow alley, blocking a girlās path.
The manās gaze landed on the girlās porcelain-like face. In order to hide his nervousness, he deliberately said in a ruffian-like tone, āMy name is Huo Cheng. Whatās yours?ā
Xi Cheng subconsciously wanted to see more scenes, but the warm yellow sunlight in front of him suddenly became very piercing. The beautiful scene that looked like an oil painting in his mind suddenly turned into white light.
A sharp pain came from his head. Even with Xi Chengās strong willpower, his face still turned pale from the pain that seeped into his bones. He held his forehead and took deep breaths for a long while before he could suppress the pain.
Xi Chengās subordinates around him looked at him worriedly. Someone had gone to inform the private doctor, but Xi Cheng could not be bothered with his own physical condition. He clenched the stack of information and said to the subordinate of the search team, āInvestigate this Huo Cheng carefully. This is definitely my fake name from before. Thereās no way that Iād be wrong about thisā¦ā
The subordinate accepted the order. āYes.ā
The private doctor came over quickly to treat Xi Cheng.
After stopping Xi Chengās pain for the time being, the doctor did a detailed checkup on him. The results were out very quickly.
The doctorās conclusion was very optimistic. āMr. Xi, although I donāt know why you were agitated, this kind of mental stimulation is definitely not a bad thing. If a personās memory is a palace, then because your palace was attacked, it voluntarily entered a closed state. However, now, under the external stimulation, a crack was opened on the door to your palace. Congratulations, you will slowly recover your memoriesā¦ā
Xi Cheng also revealed a happy expression. āAccording to what you said, Doctor, if I take the initiative to increase the stimulation, will the door to this palace open faster?ā
The doctor shook his head in disapproval. āMr. Xi, a personās brain is very fragile. Your palace has been closed for too long. If the door is opened violently, it will damage your brain. So, donāt rush. Take your time, okay?ā
Xi Cheng sighed disappointedly. āIāve waited too long. I really donāt want to wait any longerā¦ā
The doctor had worked for Xi Cheng for a very long time and had become friends with him. He smiled and said, āI know you want to find your wife and child soon. Besides, youāve already found some clues, havenāt you? Everything is developing in a good direction now, so donāt be too anxious. God will bring you the gift of fate.ā
Xi Cheng did not rebut him, but he was already rolling his eyes at this foreigner friend in his heart. If God was really that amazing, why hadnāt he fulfilled his wish when he was overseas? Instead, after returning to China, everything had gone smoothly for him. It seemed like the native gods of China were more amazing.
Although Xi Cheng had never believed in religion, at this moment, he still sincerely thanked all the gods in China.
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On the other hand, although Huo Tian and Bi Ying had worked together to clinch a great profitable contract for their company, their contributions could not be exchanged for the right to not attend school.
Ding Chen was still the one to drive the two high school students to school as usual, but his car had changed from a secondhand car to a brand new BMW MPV.
It was Huo Tianās first time sitting in this car and she asked curiously, āUncle, when did you buy this new car? Why havenāt I seen it before?ā
Ding Chen held onto the steering wheel happily. āI just bought it last week. Youād been busy with Mr. Xiās orders, so I didnāt tell you about it. How is it? This car isnāt bad, right?ā
Huo Tian did not know if the car was good or bad, and she could not understand Ding Chenās excitement, so she could not show her support. Ęš³š²ššššššØvš¦l.šoš¦
She tilted her head. āBut Uncle, donāt you like Rolls-Royce and Maserati? Why didnāt you buy those? Did you suddenly stop liking them?ā