I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 694: Mom, Open the Gate (Begging for Monthly Votes)_1

Chapter 694: Chapter 694: Mom, Open the Gate (Begging for Monthly Votes)_1

Liuli initially had no particular liking for Wu Qiyi, but when Wu Qiyi approached, Liuli suddenly leaned forward, her cute little face wrinkling as she circled around her, "Who are you, and why do you carry the scent of Daddy on you?"

"You little girl, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Upon hearing Liuli’s increasingly outrageous claims, fearing that she would cause another misunderstanding, immediately stepped forward, scooped her into his arms, and introduced the three ladies to her.

"This is elder Sister Wu Qiyi, this is the crazy, oh no, Sister Xian Qianling; this is Sister Lin Panxia."

Liuli was a polite girl and immediately sweetly greeted the three ladies, "Hello Auntie Qiyi, Sister Qian Ling, and Sister Panxia."

Three people, two different forms of address. The looks the three women gave Liuli all changed slightly.

Wu Qiyi still looked at Liuli with warmth and kindness, as if she were looking at someone dearly beloved.

But Xian Qianling stared with wide eyes. Okay then, call him Daddy, call Wu Qiyi Auntie, but when it comes to her, she is suddenly Sister Ling.

Though calling her ’sister’ by a six-year-old girl wasn’t wrong, she still felt uncomfortable inside.

"Little Liuli, why do you call Qiyi Auntie?"

Liuli turned her head and looked at him with an expression that said it was the most natural thing, "Because she has Daddy’s scent on her."

Then, Liuli leaned in close, her face full of mystery, and whispered into his ear in a voice everyone could hear, but she tried to appear very secretive, "Daddy, the secret of you hiding Auntie Qiyi, Liuli won’t tell Mommy."

This little girl, you can’t even muster the will to roll your eyes...

"Thump thump thump."

The sound of knocking came through.

"Mommy, Mommy, Liuli has come to see you."

"Thump thump thump."

"Mommy, please open the door."

The door remained closed. With a slightly aggrieved pout, Liuli turned to him and asked, "Daddy, is Mommy asleep?"

He smiled and patted Liuli’s head, then pushed the door open and entered. He knew that once Zhao’er fell asleep, she would not awaken. Although, if he was sleeping in the next room, she might suddenly appear in his bed in the middle of the night without warning.

"Little Liuli, go inside and see if it’s your Mommy sleeping in there."

"Okay." Liuli nodded, hopped off, and headed inside with her little steps.

Standing by the door, Xian Qianling frowned and asked him, "Hey, did you abduct this little girl and brainwash her?"

Xian Qianling’s professional deformation as a ’Crazy Woman’ kicked in again. As a criminal police officer, she really could think the worst of every situation.

He rolled his eyes and could not be bothered with this ’Crazy Woman’!

Wu Qiyi naturally understood him better than anyone, and she now emerged from the kitchen carrying a clear glass bowl filled with a variety of fruits. Salad dressed in egg-yolk flavor accompanied by sugar-hearted apples, imported bananas, fire dragon fruit, and peeled lychees—his usual favorites.

"I just had dumplings at Grandma Meng’s place."

Though he said that, he still habitually took it from her hands.

Wu Qiyi smiled, "Speaking of which, she is also my benefactor. When I have time, I will go to visit her too."

Pausing for a moment, Wu Qiyi asked, "Was Little Lui An taken over from Grandma Meng?"

"Hmm."

As soon as Xian Qianling heard this, her expression changed immediately, "This means, she isn’t..."

"No, she should be human." You interrupted Xian Qianling, "Grandma Meng seems to know her identity, but refuses to tell me. Moreover, from her expression, it is not difficult to see that she is clearly very wary of Little Lui An."

"Wary? Grandma Meng is actually wary of a six or seven-year-old little girl?" Xian Qianling also looked shocked.

"I can’t explain this matter clearly either. Especially since Little Lui An started calling me ’daddy’ as soon as she saw me, I really don’t know when I acquired such an adorable and cute daughter."

After a slight pause, Wu Qiyi asked softly, "Could it be from a past life?"

You were taken aback and involuntarily scratched your head, "Uh, probably not. Grandma Meng stated clearly that she has no connection with the Underworld and seems to come from another place, and..."

"Daddy, why isn’t mom waking up?"

You were in the midst of speaking when Lui An suddenly ran out from inside and pulled your hand to head toward Zhao’er’s bedroom.

Zhao’er was still in deep sleep.

She seemed to be sleeping very soundly, her long eyelashes not even quivering once.

Looking at her, there was a moment when you felt as if you had returned to the sensation you had the first time you saw her in the palace under the Wordless Monument.

Even though you were already familiar with her, every time you saw her, you couldn’t help but feel a very special fondness in your heart.

This fondness was something that others could never understand. For you, this might be what is known as a soul bond. Perhaps you were meant to be together from birth, only the heavens played a big joke and you were separated for countless years before finally being reunited.

However, even after reuniting, you and Zhao’er were still unable to communicate heart to heart, because you felt that she didn’t have a heart, or to put it another way, she lacked one.

You didn’t know where Lui An came from, nor did you wish to know too much, because since she didn’t say, she must have her reasons; as for her relationship with you and Zhao’er, although you had a vague feeling, now was not the time to pursue clarity, after all, isn’t there a saying, blissful ignorance is sometimes best.

"Mom, mom, Lui An is here to see you, mom, wake up, look at Lui An."

Since the beginning, Lui An had shown a demeanor that was adorable and sensible, and she spoke and acted with great propriety, very different from an average six or seven-year-old girl.

But now, in front of the sleeping Zhao’er, Lui An seemed so helpless, her big eyes brimming with tears, inexplicably tugging at your heartstrings.

Just as Xian Qianling was about to step forward to console her, Wu Qiyi held her back, gently shook her head at Xian Qianling, and motioned toward the doorway. Then the two women left the room together, with Wu Qiyi closing the door behind them.

"Little Yun, could Little Lui An really be Zhao’er’s child? That can’t be possible, right? She looks to be six years old already. If she really is Zhao’er’s child, that would mean Zhao’er..."

Although until now, you had never revealed Zhao’er’s true identity to Wu Qiyi, she seemed to know a bit, but such things she would not divulge; they would only rot in her stomach.

"Maybe she just resembles her mother. It’s getting late; let’s go to sleep."

Finished speaking, Wu Qiyi went upstairs to sleep on her own.

Xian Qianling glanced at Zhao’er’s bedroom door, sighed softly, and also turned to go upstairs.

In Zhao’er’s bedroom, you held Lui An while sitting at the bedside, your hand gently stroking Lui An’s head as you softly asked, "Little Lui An, is she really your mother? Or have you mistaken her for someone else?"