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Chapter 382: 176 Hunting (Second Watch)

As everyone knows, Shen Zhou has no children or siblings, only an old father for company.

To be his godsister, for ordinary people, would be a blessing that took several lifetimes to accumulate.

This news is definitely more exciting than winning the lottery.

However, the young girl in front of him showed no emotion, her gaze warm and calm, as if Shen Zhou’s words were just a comment on the lovely weather today.

Of course, if someone cares about fame and wealth, they naturally wouldn’t gain Shen Zhou’s approval.

“Was it your idea, or the elder’s?”

“It was the elder’s, but I agree with it. From an age standpoint, it might be slightly inappropriate. How about I just consider you as my goddaughter instead? Ultimately, we’re still family.”

But as just a goddaughter, it always felt a bit strange. Ming Jing was naturally a generation younger than him. Shen Zhou shuddered unconsciously at the thought of Ming Jing calling him father.

Ming Jing shook her head with a smile, “Thank you for the elder’s favor, but I….”

“Ming Jing, my old father is already in his seventies. His greatest wish in life is to have a close daughter. Unfortunately, this wish has never come true, until the day you saved him. My father believes in fate, and this is the fate between you two. Besides, I have no children or siblings either, so I get lonely sometimes. We got along on our first meeting, and if we become siblings, we can take care of each other. Or is it too disgraceful for you to be my sister?”

Shen Ke, who was standing not far away, heard the words carried by the night wind and twitched the corners of his mouth.

It was hard to imagine that this man who sold pity for sympathy was the steady, inscrutable, and deep Shen Zhou in the eyes of the world.

It’s simply like two different people, and it’s difficult to believe if you didn’t see it with your own eyes.

Even with Ming Jing’s eloquence, she was somewhat helpless in the face of Shen Zhou’s questioning.

Is it disgraceful to be Shen Zhou’s sister? No matter how thick her skin is, she couldn’t say such words.

Ming Jing looked seriously at Shen Zhou: “What if, in the future, I bring a lot of danger to you?”

Shen Zhou calmly smiled, and said with peace of mind: “If Shen Zhou is afraid of danger, I wouldn’t have built my business empire from nothing.”

His gaze is warm and touching, “Ming Jing, isn’t your Buddhist school most believing in the theory of cause and effect? You saved my father, and that’s the cause. My father recognizing you as his daughter is the effect. Once the fate is there, it can’t be driven away.”

“Let’s become family, and take care of each other, and have someone to rely on.”

“Family…”. Ming Jing murmured, lowering her gaze.

“If the price of becoming family is to plunge you into an unredeemable abyss?”

Shen Zhou laughed: “I don’t know what you’re worrying about, but Shen Zhou doesn’t do things with apprehension. There is no point in worrying about the sky falling down. If I decide that you are my family, then sacrificing everything for you is worth it.”

“There’s still time, go back and think about it.”

Shen Zhou left in his car.

The night breeze blew across his face, bringing a hint of coolness.

Ming Jing walked slowly along the roadside, while Du Ze followed behind her in his car.

Between her fingers, the prayer beads turned with her fluctuating thoughts.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, suddenly, the prayer beads stopped.

Ming Jing stopped, and ahead was a red light. She stood at the intersection, waiting quietly.

On the street corner late at night, there were few pedestrians, and the neon lights of the city flickered, reflecting a bustling and lively long night.

When the green light came on, Ming Jing and a few other pedestrians walked onto the crosswalk.

As she walked to the middle of the street, a young man in black came towards her.

As they brushed past each other, Ming Jing squinted slightly.

Upon reaching the other side of the street, the other pedestrians went their separate ways, Ming Jing turned around and looked across the street.

The red light came on, and the waiting cars drove through the intersection in an orderly manner, disappearing in the dust.

Under a poplar tree on the other side of the road stood a young man in black.

The street light shone through the branches, casting mottled shadows. The young man, dressed in black, was lonely and cold.

A pair of eyes, so bright they seemed to pierce through the abyss, gazed from afar. Between them was a stream of cars hurtling past. As their eyes met, a murderous intent surged beneath the surface.

In the blink of an eye, the leaves under the tree fell, the shadows flickered, and the young man disappeared without a trace.

Ming Jing hooked her lips, catching the scent of a hunter.

And she was the prey.

A new round of the hunting game commenced.

Zhao Xiaohui walked out of the police station distraught. Three days had passed, and she still couldn’t accept what had happened.