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Huankezhao has weathered storms and trials, now standing tall and majestic. It has always been at the pinnacle of wealth in the entire Cosmos, seeking solitude in its triumph.
The Huankezhao building is the most direct manifestation of its wealth to the world, adorned with crystals and Jade, already beginning to decorate its exterior. Even the courtyard in front of the building features a fountain pool filled with shimmering golden sand.
A young boy, looking sharp and observant, wears a baseball cap that obscures his brow. Behind him is a guitar case, and in his hand, he holds a paper-wrapped Milk Crisp Cookie.
It is winter, and snow falls under the Magellanic Star.
The boy chews on his cookie amidst the cold wind and snow.
His gaze occasionally fixates on the passing crowd, sometimes wandering over the magnificent artistry around him, and occasionally glancing at the fountain in front of Huankezhao, which steams with rising vapor. Yet most of the time, he remains focused on savoring his Milk Crisp Cookie.
A Company Three, where the heavy snow never takes a break, continues to chatter incessantly.
At A Company Three, the boy can always be found here; aside from changing hats, the only noticeable difference is his position.
One wonders how he loves Milk Crisp Cookie so much.
Inside the Huankezhao building is a resplendent private room that lacks any hint of a scientific atmosphere or chemical symbols. Even luxury here is a carefully selected masterpiece that avoids being mundane, enhancing a sense of Comfortable warmth.
Chuyang sits on an incredibly soft sofa, hugging her knees as tears fall onto her chiffon printed dress, dampening its mottled floral patterns.
Chuyang, a daughter picked up by Jufeng, has been treated as his own for over a decade; even Jufeng's own son, Yin Mo, has not enjoyed such favor.
Yet now, she finds herself adrift in a foreign land.
Not even on the same planet, she doesn’t even know where she is anymore.
In such a vast Cosmos, will her family still be able to find her?
Chuyang had always been fearless, spoiled by Jufeng. Yet, at the end of the day, she was still a girl under eighteen, and no matter how mature she seemed, she had not faced much of the world's harshness. Encountering the malice of human nature for the first time, how could she not feel afraid?
This room should have been irresistible to any girl, but Chuyang found it terrifying. She dared not shift her gaze from her own pale feet to anywhere else.
At that moment, she truly missed home, missed Jufeng, and missed the little shadow that had followed her for nearly ten years.
“Dad, Liu Xing, where are you?”
In a moment of deep emotion, she called out unintentionally. Just then, the door to the private room was slowly pushed open from the outside.
The sound of the door opening fell on Chuyang's ears like a death knell. She hurriedly scrambled to the corner of the sofa, her messy purple hair obscuring her vision as she refused to look towards the door.
Entering was Shangguan Wangyu, alone. His gaze fell upon Chuyang huddled in the corner, his lips moved involuntarily; all traces of princely authority faded away, replaced by a face full of pity and emotion.
His feet felt as heavy as lead, unable to move an inch. He raised his hand as if to grasp something but froze in mid-air.
After hearing the door open, Chuyang fell silent, and her fear began to dissipate somewhat.
She timidly lifted her eyes, peering through her cascading purple hair at Shangguan Wangyu, whose blue eyes were filled with anger.
Why did he bring me here? I was living happily on Earth. Why interfere with my life? What are his intentions?
There was no need to ask; anyone appearing here at this moment must surely be a villain.
Chuyang looked at Shangguan Wangyu standing at the door. There was little harshness in her expression, which emboldened her further. The fierce tiger within her awakened suddenly; she straightened up and glared defiantly ahead.
“Who are you? Let me tell you, my dad is very powerful; my family consists of experts. It would be wise to let me go; otherwise, you’ll regret it.”
The pure-hearted Chuyang still enjoyed watching cartoons, which made her words seem particularly childish. However, Shangguan Wangyu did not notice the tears in Chuyang's lively eyes.
He was only focused on the tears within them.
As Shangguan Wangyu looked directly at Chuyang's face, his body suddenly tensed even more. With her purple hair, blue eyes, and flawless features, she was beautiful as if she belonged to another world.
It had been over ten years, yet he could still see this face again. Although it seemed a bit more innocent compared to the first time, her demeanor and expression left Shangguan Wangyu in a daze.
"Microbirth, look at me! It's me, it's your Shangguan!"
The sight of Chuyang's face awakened Shangguan Wangyu's ability to act; his emotions inexplicably surged as he took a few quick steps forward, hands outstretched to grab Chuyang.
But Chuyang hurriedly hid behind the bed, her anxious expression pulled Shangguan Wangyu back into reality.
So it turned out that this was all just a dream!
With immense willpower, Shangguan Wangyu controlled his impulse to embrace Chuyang and slowly lowered his hands. Taking a deep breath, he gently said, "Microbirth, perhaps you've forgotten, but I am your lover! My name is Shangguan Wangyu; we grew up together as childhood sweethearts!"
As he recounted these memories, his voice was filled with sorrow, making it seem genuine. Yet Chuyang appeared confused.
Upon hearing the name Shangguan Wangyu, she finally realized who had captured her. However, this prince of Huankezhao was somewhat different from what she had heard in rumors.
Chuyang finally stopped pretending and revealed her mature mindset. "Oh, so you're the prince of Huankezhao! Let me tell you, my dad is still not afraid of you. Threatening him by capturing me is useless; it only makes me think you're utterly despicable. Did you forget to take your medication before coming out? What nonsense! I've grown up with my dad; you're just an old man to me—how could we be childhood sweethearts? Disgusting and shameless!"
It turned out that Chuyang's previous fear had all been an act. Perhaps she truly felt scared inside but chose to mask it with strength when expressing herself.
Now that she confirmed who had captured her and understood that things were not so simple, there was no need for further pretense. Especially after hearing Shangguan Wangyu's nonsensical words, she no longer wished to continue pretending.
Listening to Chuyang, Shangguan Wangyu felt a violent surge in his chest. Things shouldn't have turned out this way. If Jufeng hadn't hidden Microbirth all those years ago, how could things have evolved into what they are now?
With these thoughts, Shangguan Wangyu's emotions became extremely unstable. He looked as if he wanted to explode with anger, yet he continued to hold it in.
After a moment, he suddenly turned around and said to Chuyang, "You should rest well. What I have is real, and sooner or later, you will understand."
Chuyang stared blankly at Shangguan Wangyu as he walked away, unsure of what was going through his mind.
Shangguan Wangyu stormed out of the room, his face darkening like a gathering storm cloud. The more than ten people waiting outside fell silent, their gazes fixed on their toes.
"You better find a way to help Microbirth regain his memory quickly. Otherwise, enjoy the feeling of your head still being on your neck while you can."
(To be continued)
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