1485: Appearing at the Olympic Audience Platform

Appearing at the Olympic Audience Platform

There was no reluctance in Xia Wei's eyes when he saw Chu Man behind him. He strode back to the bedroom and dismissed all his subordinates. "All of you can leave."2

"Yes." After everyone retreated, Xia Wei closed the window and unbuttoned his shirt.

On his originally smooth chest, a black nine-pointed star was entrenched.

Xia Wei measured the center of the star from the heart. His eyes flickered. There were only two months left.

The array a thousand years ago had already consumed his life. A thousand years later, he walked against time and could not maintain his life for long.

He could not wait any longer. He had to find Xia Wanyuan as soon as possible.

At that moment, an encrypted letter appeared on the screen. Xia Wei took a look and tapped his fingertip to reply.

"To participate in the Alliance Meeting."

The other party quickly replied, "Okay."

In the manor in China, Little Xiaxia was looking curiously at Xiao Qingli in front of her. "Brother?"

Xiao Qingli had inherited all the merits of An Rao and Bo Xiao's facial features. At such a young age, he could already tell that he would be handsome in the future. He quietly sized up Little Xiaxia for a while and suddenly tilted his head and smiled. "What's your name?"

Little Xiaxia blinked, her clear eyes. "Daddy said that my name is Xiaxia."

"Sister Xiaxia." Xiao Qingli reached out to pull Little Xiaxia's hand, then looked at An Rao, who was standing at the side. "Mommy, Sister is so beautiful. Can I marry her in the future?"

???! An Rao could not help but laugh. "You like this sister?"

Xiao Qingli nodded. "She's so cute."

An Rao also felt that Little Xiaxia was cute, but when she thought of the betrothal set between her and Xia Wanyuan, she looked a little troubled. "But…"

Xiao Qingli did not care what An Rao said. He held Little Xiaxia's hand tightly. "I have many toys. I'll bring you to play."

"Mm!!" Little Xiaxia nodded obediently. "Thank you, Brother."

Xiao Qingli happily brought Little Xiaxia into his toy room. Not far away, Xiao Bao and Little Jiajin stood quietly.

"Brother." Little Jiajin looked quite unhappy. "My sister was snatched away."

Xiao Bao was much calmer than Little Jiajin, but his eyes were still a little dark. "Mm."

"Sister is ours!" Little Jiajin was furious. "Brother, go and snatch Sister back."

Xiao Bao glanced at Little Jiajin. "Go yourself."

With that, Xiao Bao turned around to the study. He needed to practice calligraphy and painting every day, and his mission today was not completed.

Little Jiajin stood rooted to the ground and looked in the direction Xiao Bao had left in, then at Little Xiaxia. His chubby face frowned slightly as he squatted on the ground and sulked for a long time.

Time gradually disappeared, and all the fluctuations seemed to be hidden under the calm lake.

Suddenly, one day, a stone was thrown into the lake, causing layers of ripples.

This stone came from a news report.

It was the time of the Olympics. The media reporters' cameras were focused on the international stage and they frequently sent reports about the situation of foreign competitions to China.

Hundreds of new news were released every day. Initially, no one paid much attention to these news. However, after a photo of one of the news was enlarged by everyone, it caused a heated discussion on the Internet.

In this photo, a camera was aimed at the audience. In the last row, there was a very familiar figure.

It was Xia Wanyuan.

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