Sharing Dreams with My Bestie’s Cousin
Chapter 177 - 177 The little girl who fell in love

Chapter 177: The little girl who fell in love Chapter 177: The little girl who fell in love Wen Zhi was at a loss, “Madam, what are you talking about? Who is Han Xiangying?”

“Silly Zhizhi.”

Chong Wanyin tenderly caressed Wen Zhi’s cheek, “Do you actually believe Hexing when he says he wants to take you to see his mother? You don’t even know that his mother’s name is Han Xiangying.”

Wen Zhi lowered her head, “I never asked because I heard his mother had passed away and many people can’t find her grave.”

Chong Wanyin said coolly, “I can’t find it either.”

Wen Zhi looked up again.

At this moment, Zhao Qin brought in the flower tea that Chong Wanyin drank every afternoon.

This flower tea wasn’t just made from one kind of flower; it was a mix of various edible flowers dried and ground into powder, made into tea bags, completely handcrafted, fragrant and delicious, and even more nourishing for the complexion than the teas available on the market.

“Madam, Miss Wen Zhi, please enjoy your tea.” After placing the teacups down, Zhao Qin withdrew to the side.

Chong Wanyin said, “You may leave us.”

Then, she gave Zhao Qin a look, signaling her to guard the door and not let anyone else come in easily.

Understanding, Zhao Qin turned and left, closing the door behind her.

“Zhizhi.” Chong Wanyin handed her the flower tea, “This is the flower tea I must drink every day. It’s very good for the body and skin. Try it and see if you like it. If you do, I’ll have Zhao Qin bring some over for you.”

Wen Zhi received it with both hands, her face alight with joy, “Thank you, Madam. I like it just from the scent alone.”

Chong Wanyin smiled tenderly.

After Wen Zhi tasted the flower tea, Chong Wanyin continued with the earlier topic, “Zhizhi, is Hexing pursuing you now?”

As soon as the topic came up, Wen Zhi bashfully lowered her head, her eyes and brows full of shyness, “I think… probably, because he said he needs someone by his side, and I just happen to be that person.”

Upon finishing, Wen Zhi bit her lip tightly, like a girl fallen in love, her whole being radiating dreamy bubbles.

Watching her, a sneer flickered in Chong Wanyin’s eyes, “Hexing holds a high position. If you can really be with him, you’ll have everything you desire in the future, and you won’t have to fear the Wen Family doing anything to you anymore.”

These words were both a reminder and a statement.

Wen Zhi seemed a bit dazed, “But I feel unworthy of him. He’s so outstanding, so capable, and I… I have nothing, and my family background is particularly complicated. Madam, do you think…”

Wen Zhi suddenly looked at Chong Wanyin, “Do you think Mr. Shang is sincere about me? Or is it just a whim?”

A cold laugh echoed in Chong Wanyin’s heart, Fool!

She knows her own status, yet fails to grasp reality – with just you?

“Not at all, Hexing is a good man. He must see something particularly attractive about you.” Chong Wanyin said comforting words, not shattering Wen Zhi’s illusion.

Wen Zhi giggled softly, “I think so too.”

“Zhizhi.” Chong Wanyin suddenly called out.

Wen Zhi knew from her tone that she was about to discuss something important, so she pretended to be clueless, “Yes, Madam? What is it?”

“Can you do me a favor?” Chong Wanyin first asked, even though she knew Wen Zhi would agree.

Sure enough.

All of Wen Zhi’s responses were within her expectations, “Madam, just tell me, I’ll definitely help if I can.”

Chong Wanyin spoke delicately, “Actually, the death of Han Xiangying has always been a pain in Old Jizhou’s heart. After so many years, he still wakes up from dreams calling out her name at night, yet he’s mobilized many people and still cannot find Han Xiangying’s grave.”

Wen Zhi listened carefully without interrupting.

She knew the Old Jizhou that Chong Wanyin spoke of was Shang Hexing’s father, Shang Jizhou.

“Lately, Old Jizhou’s health has been getting worse, but even so, he still longs for Han Xiangying’s grave. Now only the Han Family and Hexing know where Han Xiangying’s grave is. There’s no point in thinking about the Han Family, and regarding Hexing, Old Jizhou has asked him several times without any result. Zhizhi, I was thinking, since Hexing likes you quite a bit, and even mentioned the idea of taking you to see his mother if you were willing to be with him, could you tell me if you find out? I want to let Old Jizhou rest easy.”

In this last bit, Chong Wanyin spoke with great sincerity.

After hearing this, Wen Zhi agreed without hesitation, “Madam, I’ll ask for you.”

Her tone was very firm.

“That’s wonderful, Zhizhi. I knew I could count on you,” Chong Wanyin felt relieved inside, “Go ahead and eat the Fresh Flower Cake. By the way, are you staying over tonight?”

Munching on the Fresh Flower Cake, Wen Zhi replied, “Yes, I want to come back and keep you company.”

Chong Wanyin nodded, “Good, come for dinner tonight.”

“Mhm.” Wen Zhi nodded, cute and soft, “Madam, I’ll come and tell you as soon as I find out. If you want to go, I can go with you.”

Chong Wanyin nodded, “Okay, Zhizhi will accompany me.”

Both harbored their own thoughts.