170: Thank the Native Gods

Thank the Native Gods

A memory suddenly surfaced in Xi Cheng's mind.0

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 girl's path.

The man's gaze landed on the girl's porcelain-like face. In order to hide his nervousness, he deliberately said in a ruffian-like tone, "My name is Huo Cheng. What's yours?"

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 Cheng's 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 Cheng's 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, "Investigate this Huo Cheng carefully. This is definitely my fake name from before. There's no way that I'd be wrong about this…"

The subordinate accepted the order. "Yes."

The private doctor came over quickly to treat Xi Cheng.

After stopping Xi Cheng's pain for the time being, the doctor did a detailed checkup on him. The results were out very quickly.

The doctor's conclusion was very optimistic. "Mr. Xi, although I don't know why you were agitated, this kind of mental stimulation is definitely not a bad thing. If a person's 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 memories…"

Xi Cheng also revealed a happy expression. "According to what you said, Doctor, if I take the initiative to increase the stimulation, will the door to this palace open faster?"

The doctor shook his head in disapproval. "Mr. Xi, a person's brain is very fragile. Your palace has been closed for too long. If the door is opened violently, it will damage your brain. So, don't rush. Take your time, okay?"

Xi Cheng sighed disappointedly. "I've waited too long. I really don't want to wait any longer…"

The doctor had worked for Xi Cheng for a very long time and had become friends with him. He smiled and said, "I know you want to find your wife and child soon. Besides, you've already found some clues, haven't you? Everything is developing in a good direction now, so don't be too anxious. God will bring you the gift of fate."

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 hadn't 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 Tian's first time sitting in this car and she asked curiously, "Uncle, when did you buy this new car? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Ding Chen held onto the steering wheel happily. "I just bought it last week. You'd been busy with Mr. Xi's orders, so I didn't tell you about it. How is it? This car isn't bad, right?"

Huo Tian did not know if the car was good or bad, and she could not understand Ding Chen's excitement, so she could not show her support.

She tilted her head. "But Uncle, don't you like Rolls-Royce and Maserati? Why didn't you buy those? Did you suddenly stop liking them?"

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