Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 117 - 116: A Punch on Liao An’s Face

Chapter 117: Chapter 116: A Punch on Liao An’s Face

Su Chenfei couldn’t see Liao An’s mother.

He was a mortal, unable to see souls.

But Su Chenfei looked around at the pomegranate trees and thought about the countless women and children buried beneath, killed before their time. He sighed and said softly, "Little Auntie, how can a child be happy if they aren’t born into their parents’ hopes and wishes?"

Liao An was such a child.

His father, Liao Yue, only aspired to become a dragon, despised women, and had no place in his heart for him. His mother hadn’t willingly had a child with Liao Yue; under coercion, the sight of Liao An probably brought back terrifying nightmares to her.

Women are not birthing machines, nor should they be morally shackled by maternal love.

If Liao An’s mother couldn’t accept Liao An, how could he be happy?

He was unloved, unblessed.

Although Liao An was pitiable, his mother was even more so. Both mother and son were innocent and had done no wrong; they just encountered Liao Yue.

What Su Chenfei said made Mianmian even sadder.

She watched from a distance as Liao An and his mother stood together, her eyes downcast.

Was Liao An’s birth not anticipated?

It seemed so. Liao An’s father, Liao Yue, was a vile snake who had stated in the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron that he didn’t care about Liao An at all and planned to turn Liao An and the rest into medicinal pills.

Liao An’s mother was not a child born in this village. She was bought here only ten years ago. After giving birth to Liao An, she was killed and buried in the Pomegranate Garden.

Liao An’s mother had not wished to come.

Mianmian stared at the red string of fate on Liao An’s mother, then raised her head to look at the sky.

She had figured it out; this string had been tied 500 years ago. Matchmaking God’s red string was meant to make two people fall in love and attain happiness, just like her own parents, her grandnephew, and his wife.

But for Liao An’s mother and Liao Yue, this red string was a burden; they never attained happiness, and Liao An was unhappy now because of it.

What then, was the future she had predicted?

Mianmian began to doubt her own abilities again.

When omens of disaster arrived, she couldn’t clearly foresee the futures of those around her, and now even the results she had foreseen seemed wrong. Should she continue to make predictions when encountering situations in the future?

Little Bun was extremely worried and struggled to get down from Su Chenfei, taking a few steps forward to stand at a spot where he could clearly see Liao An’s face.

This glance was disastrous; the Dark Qi from the Pomegranate Garden began to gather around Liao An. His pupils, once round like a human’s, gradually narrowed and changed, resembling a snake’s.

At the same time, Liao An’s future was engulfed by the Dark Qi, and it became obscured.

The future had been changed.

Mianmian’s round eyes stared unblinkingly at Liao An, and she suddenly thought of Wang Ze and his mother. Their destinies had also been altered later on.

She recalled predicting fates with ease in the past, proudly pulling everyone on the mountain to have their fortunes told.

Her dad had said she was getting too cocky, and just as he was about to say something, her mom stopped him.

"Some truths can be taught, while others cannot; our little Mianmian needs to understand them on her own. Just like some people, such as those who are strangers without any connection, whose futures she can predict accurately, while those of her relatives become intermittently clear and unclear. She must go through these experiences herself."

"And when the real situation arrives, what to do will also depend on the choices our little Mianmian makes. We, as adults, can’t solve everything for her for the rest of her life."

Is this what her mother meant by needing her to understand?

In this moment, Mianmian felt she almost understood, but not quite.

She clenched her little fists, walked up to Liao An, and suddenly punched him in the face.

Liao An’s face was already mutating, almost becoming half-human, half-snake, with teeth and pupils like that of a snake.

Struck by Mianmian, his eyes twisted eerily, and after a moment he fixed his gaze on her.

"Su... Mian... Mian?" Liao An uttered Mianmian’s name slowly.

Mianmian nodded, "I’m here. I’m the one hitting you."

Mianmian gave Liao An another punch, "If you continue to absorb this resentment and turn into a bad half-snake, I’ll beat you to death myself."

Her little fist shone brightly, a light effect produced by the gathering of Spiritual Qi to a certain extent.

Liao An’s mother froze in place when she saw Mianmian able to casually gather Spiritual Qi even in a punch.

After she was killed and her soul bound to this pomegranate tree, she suddenly saw many scenes. It took some time before she realized they were memories from her past life.

In her past life, she was called Zhang Ruoruo and was a child of a demon hunter.

The demon hunting father was brave and fierce in his youth and had disputes with the people of Miao territory, leaving him with a hidden ailment that could only be treated with the gallbladder of a thousand-year snake demon.

Not wanting to see her father die, she wandered into various deep forests in hopes of finding a thousand-year snake demon, wondering if she could obtain its gallbladder.

But she knew too well that such things were easier said than done.

Let’s not even talk about how a snake that has cultivated for a thousand years might already have transformed into a dragon-like being. Even if she encountered one, it’s likely that her family would not be able to subdue it with ease.

In the day-to-day search, she never saw a thousand-year snake demon but did come across a young snake that had just gained spiritual awareness. The young snake was wounded by hunters, and while she lamented how small the snake was, she couldn’t bear to see it in pain and saved it, hoping it would take the right path in its cultivation.

Little did she know, she would encounter the snake again before too long.

And it had acquired a thousand years of cultivation base, successfully transforming into a handsome young man.

The young snake demon did not kill for food, subsisting on the essence of the sun and moon and, when extremely hungry, would only eat some ordinary grass. After revealing his identity to her, he repeatedly insisted on protecting her, often staying by her side.

She named him Liao Yue.

Humans and vegetation alike, who can truly be devoid of emotions?

The naive and innocent young snake demon’s fervent affection was like a flame that scorched her.

She was moved, became attached, yet the life-and-death situation of her father pressed heavily on her mind.

When asked, she told Liao Yue everything, and Liao Yue generously offered his bile in the hope of curing her father.

But how could bile be enough? As she used it time and again, her brother came to her, urging her to act swiftly.

In her unbearable agony, she made a decision; she poisoned her wine, planning to reveal everything to Liao Yue after they worshiped Heaven and Earth and then kill herself to allow Liao Yue to leave.

Liao Yue had a thousand years of cultivation base, and her family truly had no way of dealing with him.

However, before they could drink the wedding wine, Liao Yue pierced through her ruse of the poisoned cup and grabbed her by the throat.

At that moment, she was emotionally shattered, thinking perhaps it was destiny.

Liao Yue did not know the poison was meant for her, so she took advantage of the situation, letting Liao Yue hate her and ended up stabbing him with a sword, only to be killed by him in return.

She died, her soul wandering aimlessly, witnessing the deceived Liao Yue slaughter everyone from the Zhang family. With her family gone, Liao Yue transformed from a kind-hearted snake demon into a being that committed all manners of evil deeds.

Regretful, she still found no answers.

Her drifting soul ended up in the Underworld.

The judge of the Underworld informed her that she could become a Ghost Envoy. She did not want to do so and chose to be reincarnated instead.

Yet her fate with Liao Yue was so deep that she encountered him again, only to be killed by him once more.

In this life, she felt that Zhang Ruoruo from her past life was a fool.

Why bother? Why bother at all?

If only she had known that such a choice would lead Liao Yue to become what he was, she would have been better off acting early, rather than letting things get to that stage later. And in this life, she even had a child with Liao Yue!

Or perhaps she should say, Zhang Ruoruo from her past life, should have just become a Ghost Envoy once she died. Isn’t being a Ghost Envoy wonderful? Why bother with reincarnation?!

And now, she had a child, who might even become a demon himself.

Does she have to witness the appearance of a second Liao Yue?

Liao An’s mother used the pomegranate tree to control its branches and blocked Mianmian’s punch.

"Don’t kill this child, this child is innocent."