Zhou Xuan pressed the speakerphone button, and the other party's voice immediately came through clearly. It was a young woman's voice: "Hello, Anbang Hotel, how can I help you?"
Zhou Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Hello, I'd like to ask if Ms. An Jie is still working at Anbang Hotel?"
"You mean Chairman An? She's the chairwoman of our An Group, but she's not in Fengshan right now; she's in Nanning. May I ask who you are? I'll write it down, and I'll report it to her when she returns."
Zhou Xuan was taken aback and asked, "An Jie is the chairperson of An's Group? When did this happen?"
The lady from the Anbang Hotel across the street replied, "That happened a year ago. After Chairman An's accident during his skylight exploration, his private lawyer prepared a will leaving all his assets to his daughter, Miss Anjie."
Zhou Xuan and Fu Ying exchanged a glance, quite surprised: An Jie was actually An Guoqing's daughter? They had never imagined it before.
Zhou Xuan composed himself and then asked, "Then I'll go find Miss An after she returns. Thank you."
"You're welcome, goodbye," the waitress at Anbang Hotel said sweetly and politely.
The hotel staff were much nicer than the telecom customer service representatives.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect An Jie to be An Guoqing's daughter. But I think An Jie herself was unaware of it a year ago. She must be an illegitimate daughter. Otherwise, An Guoqing would never have failed to keep An Jie's identity a secret from outsiders. There must be some hidden story."
The hidden story was, of course, unknown to outsiders. But looking back now, Zhou Xuan felt that An Guoqing's impression of An Jie was neither good nor bad. An Guoqing obviously had his reasons for not revealing it.
Since An Jie is An Guoqing's daughter, then she should not go to her. In any case, of the eight people who went down together, only Zhou Xuan and Fu Ying came out, and of course Wei Xiaoyu, but An Jie only saw the two of them. What will she think?
Now that they've escaped, why not meet with Anjie and the others? Perhaps what they want is the truth. Escaping isn't such a terrible thing after all. There's nothing that can't be said or that they're afraid to say, right?
Fu Ying shook her head slightly, sighed, and said, "Forget it, let's not meet with An Jie. After all, she is An Guoqing's daughter. In the underground cave, An Guoqing's death was caused by us. Although he deserved to die, how can children not care about their parents' deaths?"
Fu Ying naturally expected that if she really met An Jie, An Jie would definitely ask about what happened under the skylight and about her father. Fu Ying and Zhou Xuan were both people who didn't like to lie, so even if they didn't tell the truth, An Jie would still be suspicious. Rather than getting that result, it would be better not to meet at all, saving a lot of trouble.
"It's better not to see Anjie. Let's go to Sanmenhai and Poxin Village instead. I came here because I wanted to revisit those old places."
Zhou Xuan tilted his head and asked Fu Ying, "To be honest, the reason I came here is to see what Poxin Village will be like a year from now. I also want to take a trip and have some fun, and to sort out the knots in my heart."
Fu Ying nodded, then said, "Wait for me a moment, I'll change my clothes and then I'll leave."
After watching Fu Ying leave the room, Zhou Xuan immediately put on a sweater, a cardigan, socks, and shoes. The hotel had air conditioning, but the temperature outside was still very low. Although he had a special ability to protect himself from heat and cold, he didn't want to stand out or attract attention.
This time, there was naturally no private car or driver. Fu Ying wore a red dress, and her stunning beauty drew the attention of the hotel staff.
Zhou Xuan hailed a taxi in front of the hotel and chartered it to the Sanmenhai Tourist Area. The driver said it would cost 200 yuan without using the meter. Zhou Xuan nodded without saying anything, opened the car door for Fu Ying to get in first, and then got in himself.
After the driver started the car, his eyes were glued to the rearview mirror. Zhou Xuan knew he was peeking at Fu Ying. No wonder, girls like Fu Ying and the Wei Xiaoqing and Wei Xiaoyu sisters were always the center of attention wherever they went.
Zhou Xuan snorted and used his supernatural ability to secretly roast the rearview mirror with the energy of the sun's blazing flames.
The driver kept glancing at Fu Ying as he drove; the girl was indeed very beautiful.
But after only a few glances, the rearview mirror suddenly shattered into pieces with a loud "bang," startling the driver.
Fortunately, the rearview mirror was only shattered, not exploded. The driver was startled, but quickly regained his composure and continued driving, muttering something under his breath that Zhou Xuan couldn't understand.
Fu Ying turned her head and stared intently at Zhou Xuan. Zhou Xuan blushed. Fu Ying definitely knew that he was behind it. It was fine to use his supernatural abilities to do something, since Fu Ying knew it anyway. But if Fu Ying felt that Zhou Xuan was jealous of her, it would be a little embarrassing. The key point was that their relationship had not yet returned to what it was before.
Fu Ying stared at Zhou Xuan for a while, and when she saw Zhou Xuan blush and avoid her gaze, she smiled slightly and thought Zhou Xuan was quite cute.
This man is genuine; if he likes her, he likes her, and he's very devoted. He's unmoved by beauties like the Wei Xiaoyu sisters, and he's willing to give everything for her, including his life. Fu Ying could sense this; when she was in the most danger, Zhou Xuan disregarded everything.
Fu Ying smiled slightly, letting go of Zhou Xuan's gaze. To be honest, she really wanted to go to her future self a year later, as Zhou Xuan had suggested, to truly experience what her relationship with Zhou Xuan was really like.
Although she can't say she loves this man, Zhou Xuan has at least given her a good impression, and she can't bear to reject him when he's sad or heartbroken, such as when their wedding is approaching.
Previously, Fu Ying would never have imagined such a change in her. She was easy to talk about in any situation, but when it came to matters of the heart, she would never be careless. Yet now, she had actually agreed to the wedding date because she couldn't bear to see Zhou Xuan heartbroken, and those words had come from her own mouth.
Thanks to the development and construction of the national geological park, there is a specially built expressway from Fengshan to Sanmenhai, which only takes more than 50 minutes.
When they reached the intersection of Sanmenhai and Tianchuang, the driver paused and asked, "Sir, are you going to visit Tianchuang or to the Longevity Village?"
Zhou Xuan thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Let's go to Poxin Village instead, visit the centenarians, and drink some longevity water."
The driver immediately started driving again towards Poxin Village, but as he drove, he said, "You two are from out of town, aren't you? Sigh, the name 'Longevity Village' doesn't live up to its name these days."
Zhou Xuan paused for a moment, then asked, "How is it that the name doesn't match the reality?"
The driver said, "Because in the longevity village, more than 20 elderly people, whether they are over 100 or in their seventies or eighties, have died in the past year. Of course, it is normal for the elderly to die, but it is not normal in the longevity village. Never before has so many elderly people died in one year. Moreover, the examination results show that some died of heart disease and some of coronary heart disease. They all died of illness rather than old age. In the past, the elderly people in the longevity village died of old age, and very few died of illness. Isn't that strange?"
Volume 1, Chapter 414: A Battle of Masters
Chapter 414 A Battle of Masters
Zhou Xuan was stunned. This must be his problem. The water in Changshou Village was because the energy molecules of the Nine-Star Pearl disappeared, and he had taken the Nine-Star Pearl away.
This kind of thing is like digging up someone's ancestral grave; it breaks the feng shui.
However, Zhou Xuan did not expect that the driver would talk about the problems of their tourist destination in this way, but he thought it was probably not directly related to them. If it were people from Sanmen Haipo Xin Village, they would not say such things, as it would cut off their source of income, but the taxi driver from Fengshan did not care.
Following Zhou Xuan's instructions, the driver drove the car to Poxin Village. Along the way, Zhou Xuan and Fu Ying looked at the scenery by the roadside. It was no different from the last time they had seen it. In reality, a year had passed, but in Zhou Xuan and Fu Ying's minds, it was only two days.
I had been to Poxin Village once before, so I knew the way. At the village entrance, Zhou Xuan asked the driver to stop, paid the fare, and then walked there with Fu Ying.
If they were to take a car, they wouldn't see any difference from before. Zhou Xuan and Fu Ying both had the same idea: to walk slowly and feel the memories of the past from the bottom of their hearts.
The two walked slowly along the road. There were still many tourists, and they could see a steady stream of people carrying large and small bags of spring water from the village well. It was the water of longevity, and that was what people came here for.
Zhou Xuan used his special ability to detect that the bottled water these people were carrying no longer contained any molecules of the Nine Star Beads' energy. When he arrived at the well, Zhou Xuan did not go inside. Standing outside the courtyard, Fu Ying glanced at the large number of tourists inside, then at Zhou Xuan. Seeing that he had no intention of going in, she did not mention going in to take a look.
In fact, Zhou Xuan had already used his special ability to probe the situation inside. The water in the well had no energy molecules left, and the person inside the room was no longer the centenarian he had seen before, but another elderly person who was only in his seventies.
Of course, the age was determined by Zhou Xuan, but when explaining to tourists, he didn't say the old man was only in his seventies, but that he was over a hundred years old. This signboard couldn't be ruined.