After leaving the hotel, Wei Xiaoyu and Zhou Xuan strolled hand in hand down the street. Instead of going to high-end clothing stores, they bought several outfits at a regular market, each buying several sets inside and out, spending less than a thousand yuan in total.
Zhou Xuan had nearly 10,000 yuan in cash and a Nine-Star Bead on him, but nothing else. He had left his bank cards, ID card, and other belongings in his room on the fishing boat, but even if he hadn't, he didn't remember leaving them.
Zhou Xuan was worried that someone would recognize her and cause trouble for Wei Xiaoyu, so after buying clothes and having breakfast, he urged Wei Xiaoyu to return to the hotel.
Wei Xiaoyu had originally wanted Zhou Xuan to accompany her shopping, as she rarely felt this relaxed. However, when Zhou Xuan's worried expression appeared on his face, she was momentarily stunned. She then remembered that she had told Zhou Xuan about having rivals and enemies, so she quickly and obediently followed Zhou Xuan back to the hotel. No matter how good her mood was, she had to restrain herself for a while and not let Zhou Xuan see through her act, or she would regret it when something serious happened.
In the hotel, the two were bored, so Wei Xiaoyu took out a deck of cards to play cards with Zhou Xuan. However, no matter how they played, she was always the loser, because Zhou Xuan could naturally detect the cards in her hand. Looking at the cards in her opponent's hand, even if her own hand was worse than hers, she still had the upper hand. Moreover, most of the time, Zhou Xuan's hand was better than hers.
Wei Xiaoyu was getting desperate from losing. Suddenly, she remembered that Zhou Xuan had a special ability—he knew exactly what cards she had. She realized this in an instant and snapped, "You...you're not allowed to use...your ability to see my cards!"
Zhou Xuan scratched the back of his head and said with a wry smile, "It's just like my hands and feet; I use them without thinking. What can I do?"
"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore," Wei Xiaoyu pushed the playing cards away, her eyes darting around, and then said, "How about you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Xuan raised his hand to shush him and whispered, "Someone's coming, don't speak."
As soon as Zhou Xuan finished speaking, there was a soft knock on the door. Wei Xiaoyu's expression tightened, and she quickly asked, "Who is it?"
"Xiaoyu? It's me," a deep male voice rang out.
Zhou Xuan knew that the person standing outside the door was a middle-aged man in his forties, but he had no recollection of him and did not know who he was.
Wei Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, then beamed with joy. She quickly got up, opened the door, let the man in, and closed it again. Then, she affectionately took the man's arm and said as they walked, "Uncle, how come you're here so fast?"
The man was Wei Haihong. As soon as he entered the room, he stared intently at Zhou Xuan. From Zhou Xuan's bewildered look, he truly believed that Zhou Xuan had no memory, because when Zhou Xuan saw him, he did not show any reaction, and his eyes revealed the expression of looking at a complete stranger.
"You silly girl, sigh..." Wei Haihong stared at Zhou Xuan, but his words were directed at Wei Xiaoyu, "Your uncle has never worried about you since you were little, only about Xiaoqing. Now, it's your turn to worry about me."
Wei Xiaoyu bit her lip and didn't answer. She secretly glanced at Zhou Xuan, then her eyes reddened, and she almost burst into tears.
Wei Haihong quickly waved his hands and said, "Alright, alright, your uncle won't scold you..." He walked up to Zhou Xuan, stared at him intently for a long time, then punched Zhou Xuan hard on the shoulder and said angrily, "You bastard, do you know how much I miss you?"
Although Zhou Xuan didn't have a clear impression of Wei Haihong, he could feel Wei Haihong's sincerity and genuine feelings. However, he also thought that Wei Haihong was Xiaoyu's uncle, so he must also be his elder.
Wei Haihong hugged Zhou Xuan tightly again, then let go, stepped back a little, and looked at Zhou Xuan carefully. After a long while, he sighed, said nothing, and just patted Zhou Xuan's shoulder heavily a few times.
Zhou Xuan thought for a moment before saying, "Uncle... I'll call you Uncle too. I know it's unfair to Xiaoyu, but I'll treat her well."
Upon hearing Zhou Xuan's words, Wei Xiaoyu could no longer hold back and threw herself into Wei Haihong's arms, bursting into tears. Wei Haihong was also somewhat saddened and simply patted her shoulder gently.
After a long pause, he said to Zhou Xuan, "Brother, I'm entrusting Xiaoyu to you. Treat her well."
Zhou Xuan nodded and said, "I will, Uncle." For a moment, he didn't know what else to say, but subconsciously took the responsibility upon himself, and the scene quieted down.
Wei Haihong waved his hand, then said in a deep voice, "Sit down and talk. Xiaoyu, Zhou Xuan, these are your documents. I've already taken care of them. Because I have a good relationship with the Moroccan ambassador and counselor, I asked him to help you with your Moroccan entry and exit permits and citizenship. I've deposited some money for you in a Swiss bank for now. I'll transfer more to you if needed."
As Wei Haihong spoke, he took out a thick stack of documents from his briefcase. Zhou Xuan was astonished to see these real documents. Although he had no memory of them, he knew how difficult it was to obtain a passport and foreign citizenship, let alone to get them processed and delivered in such a short time. It seemed that Xiaoyu's uncle was no ordinary person.
Zhou Xuan glanced at Wei Xiaoyu again. At this moment, there was no surprise on her face. She was obviously not surprised at all by what Wei Haihong had done. She seemed to understand. It seems that Xiaoyu's family background is quite impressive. Thinking about it, it makes sense. Wei Haihong just said that he had the Moroccan ambassador handle it. How could an ordinary person make friends with an ambassador from a prestigious country?
Wei Haihong continued, "The Counselor has also contacted Prince Hassan, the cousin of King Mohammed VI, and arranged an apartment for you in Rabat. Everything is ready. Prince Hassan's plane is already waiting for me at the seaside airport. Xiaoyu, Zhou Xuan, there's no time to lose, you should fly to Morocco immediately."
Zhou Xuan was stunned. He never expected that what he considered extremely complicated and difficult was as easy as eating and sleeping in Wei Haihong's hands. He couldn't immediately process what was happening.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Xuan said, "Is it...so urgent? I...I..."
Wei Haihong said without allowing any further explanation, "You don't need to worry about anything. I've already arranged things over there, and I'll handle things here. Everything is top secret; no one will know. Just go. The car I arranged to take you to the airport is right outside. Hurry up and go."
Seeing that Zhou Xuan seemed hesitant, Wei Haihong quickly urged him and Wei Xiaoyu to leave to avoid any further accidents. Staying in the country for even a minute longer would increase the risk of being exposed.
Although Wei Haihong treated Zhou Xuan like a brother, when it came to choosing between Xiaoyu and Fu Ying, blood was thicker than water. Xiaoyu was his niece, so how could he not side with her? It wasn't a matter of whether he was being fair to Zhou Xuan or not; everyone has their own selfish motives.
Wei Xiaoyu quickly pulled Zhou Xuan and Wei Haihong to take the elevator downstairs. To keep it a secret, they came to Donghai alone this time without bringing anyone with them. After arriving in Donghai, they borrowed two armed police officers from an acquaintance in the military district.
Armed police and military vehicles can basically move freely in any region. Local police generally don't want to offend them. Even if they park illegally or speed in the city, they will turn a blind eye and let it go.
Outside the hotel entrance, two armed police officers were waiting. As soon as they saw Wei Haihong leave, they immediately saluted respectfully and said in unison, "Greetings, sir. Please give your instructions."
Wei Haihong waved his hand, then pointed to Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu and said, "These are the two of them. Once you safely get them to the airport and onto the designated chartered plane, the mission will be complete."
The two armed police officers snapped to attention and saluted again, saying in unison, "Please rest assured, sir, we guarantee to complete the mission."
After saying that, he opened the car door and said, "Gentlemen, please get in the car."
Zhou Xuan glanced at Wei Haihong before getting into the car. Wei Xiaoyu took a step, then suddenly turned around and threw herself into Wei Haihong's arms, bursting into tears and crying, "Uncle!"
Wei Haihong's eyes welled up with tears. His niece, who had been strong and tough since childhood, was now showing her childlike nature. He couldn't help but recall the time when the two sisters were just learning to speak and would cling to him, calling him "Uncle." He also remembered how he used to let the two sisters take turns riding him like horses.
He choked back a sob, then pushed Wei Xiaoyu into the car, turned his face to the side, and said, "Go now, Xiaoyu. Live a good life with Zhou Xuan. Your happiness and well-being are what's best for your parents, grandfather, and uncle, understand?"
He pushed Wei Xiaoyu into the car, then slammed the door shut and waved to the armed police officer driving the car.
Without saying a word, the armed police started the car and sped off like an arrow onto the road. Once on the road, they turned on the siren and quickly overtook other vehicles.
Their skills were superb; they navigated the traffic with ease.
Wei Xiaoyu cried bitterly. Who knew when she would be able to return after this separation? Or perhaps she would never be able to return in this lifetime. If she loved Zhou Xuan and was afraid of losing him, it wouldn't be strange if she dared not return for the rest of her life. So, at the moment of parting with her uncle, Wei Xiaoyu finally couldn't help but cry bitterly.
Zhou Xuan thought Wei Xiaoyu couldn't bear to part with her family and be separated from them forever. All of this was because of him; he felt so sorry for Wei Xiaoyu.
Inside the car, Zhou Xuan held Wei Xiaoyu tightly in his arms, gently comforting her.
Volume 1, Chapter 482: Foreseeing Danger
Chapter 482 Foreseeing Danger
With the armed police from the military district escorting them, they didn't even need to have their documents checked to enter the airport. The plane waiting at the airport to pick them up was Prince Hassan's private jet. All of this was naturally due to Wei Haihong's connections.