One and Only: Doting CEO's Infinite Love-Chapter 766 - 764: Restoring True Appearance

Xiaoqi’s face showed fear, a true look of fright that Xiao Jinghuai had never seen on his face throughout the journey—

He knew very well that the person living on the high steps above was very unusual, even unreachable.

"It’s—" Xiaoqi suddenly faltered, his eyes showing an indescribable emotion, "It’s a god-like person."

Xiao Jinghuai was stunned and then burst into laughter, "Where in the world is there a god-like person? You’re still young; once you’ve experienced more, you’ll understand."

"No." Xiaoqi retorted, "I saw it with my own eyes; that person, that person can turn stone into gold, really, I’m not lying, I saw it myself."

Xiao Jinghuai’s expression paused slightly and said nothing more, just glanced at Jin Bao Yan beside him, "Is there really such a person?"

"Maybe there was before!" Jin Bao Yan furrowed his brows, looking quite a bit like a charlatan, "Actually, it’s not turning stone into gold; it’s a secret alchemy, but this technique has been lost for a long time. Ugh! This place always gives me a strange feeling."

"Old Xiao, I think we should finish this quickly!"

"Yes, I think so too." Huo Junting agreed with Jin Bao Yan’s view for once, "I always feel like someone is secretly watching us. We shouldn’t stay here long—"

Xiao Jinghuai narrowed his eyes, looking at the huge palace that seemed to float in mid-air, "Since we want to be quick, we must go up; to catch the thief, first catch the king—"

Everyone agreed, rather than wandering around Taohuawu, it was better to cut through the chaos directly.

Just as they were about to step onto the stone steps, a woman’s voice came from behind, "Xiao Jinghuai—"

The leading man suddenly froze, hard to believe as he turned around, only to see the woman had returned to her original appearance. She wore elegant ancient attire, her long hair cascading behind her, with a snow-white crescent moon on her forehead, her skin as white as jade, and eyes shining like the sun, piercing deeply into his heart.

Even the man always unmoved by anything felt his heartbeat quickening as if it were about to burst, "Song Song, how are you here?"

The woman didn’t give him much time to question, she dove right into his embrace, her hands tightly clutching his shoulders; due to their height difference, she seemed to be hanging on the man.

"I... was worried about you, so I hurried back." The woman slightly released the man, holding her face with both hands, "Look, my appearance is restored, my eyes are better too, everything’s fine now, please don’t take risks, okay?"

Xiao Jinghuai stared at the face he had missed for four years, feeling more shaken than ever, "Song Song, it really is you."

—Song Song, it is really you.

Not the hard-to-look-at man’s face but the familiar face.

The woman nodded excitedly, tears streaming from her eyes, "Xiao Jinghuai, I’m back, this time I’m really back, don’t disturb my great-grandfather, or we’ll be in trouble."

"...Is your great-grandfather the one living up there?" Xiao Jinghuai’s gaze deepened.

"Yes." The woman nodded, "Jinghuai, come with me, I’ll take you to where I live, okay?"

"Okay—"

The man nodded, seemingly drawn by some force, and followed the woman away.

Jiang Yixiu suddenly felt anxious, "Hey! Old Xiao, you’re just leaving us like this? You’re a guy who prioritizes love over friendship."

Xiao Jinghuai paused, turned to the woman, "Song Song, can you help arrange for them, is that okay?"

The woman smiled charmingly, "Of course, your friends are my friends, don’t worry, someone will take them to rest, okay?"

Xiao Jinghuai reached out to caress the woman’s cheek, "Song Song, I really miss you, even though we haven’t been apart for long."

The woman smiled, continuously rubbing her face against the man’s large palm, "I miss you too, very much, very much."

Watching the handsome man and beautiful woman slowly retreating in the distance, Jiang Yixiu spat fiercely on the ground, "Damn it, what kind of situation is this?"

"Old Xiao is here to flirt with his own wife—"

Jin Bao Yan snorted coldly from his nose, "What, aren’t you convinced? He has a wife; where’s yours?"

Really talking about what shouldn’t be talked about—

Jiang Yixiu immediately retorted in anger, "When I get back, I’ll immediately get married, and then you’ll be the only single dog, it’ll be hard for you!"

"Get married?" Jin Bao Yan grinned lightly, "With that girl named Luo Yan?"

"Yes!"

"Have you truly forgotten Mu Qingxin?" Jin Bao Yan was skeptical; ever since the incident at the wedding, he had drunkenly shouted Mu Qingxin’s name.

Evidently, he had been truly moved; a man like him, once truly moved, is digging his own grave, even if not dead, will be buried alive.

Mu Qingxin was now his vermilion mole, his white moonlight, an indelible shadow, an insurmountable obstacle, and he could only use busyness to numb himself every day.

He even went so far as to enter into a wrong marriage.

"Damn it, can you—"

Jiang Yixiu was about to speak but was interrupted by Huo Junting’s raised hand, who said, "Don’t you all find it odd?"

"What’s odd?" Jiang Yixiu’s only oddity was Huo Junting always being paranoid and suspicious.

Huo Junting couldn’t explain clearly, "Just think it’s odd."

After he finished speaking, a group of people dressed all in white suddenly appeared, looking like the opposite of the previous group of people dressed in black—

The leader was muscular, wearing pure white clothes that emphasized his brawniness; he walked up to them, saying, "Dear guests, please follow me. Her Majesty the Empress has ordered me to take you to the guest room for the most noble reception."

"Empress?" Jin Bao Yan’s eyes deepened, "First time seeing someone self-proclaim as emperor."

"Ugh!" Jiang Yixiu suddenly spoke, "Don’t you dare talk about Song Song like that."

Jin Bao Yan: "She’s not your woman. Why are you defending her so much?"

"None of your business!" Jiang Yixiu retorted without reservation.

—

While the group was led to the guest room to be treated as dignitaries, Xiao Jinghuai was led into an opulently extravagant sleeping palace.

He looked at the interior décor and the dazzling array of valuable antiques, a smile tugging at his lips, "You used to say I was extravagant; now it’s your turn. Song Song, have you lived in this room for four years?"

"Yes!" The woman walked behind the man, encircled his strong waist with her arms, and buried her face against his upright back, "I’ve always lived here. Whenever I lie on the bed alone, my mind is all about you. Jinghuai, now my face has returned to normal; don’t you... want to do something else?"

"Something else?" Xiao Jinghuai turned around, raising an elegant brow and lifting the woman’s beautiful chin, "What else are you referring to, hmm?"