Chapter 1785: Chapter 1782: So It Really Is You
Upon hearing Zhang Nian’s words, Xu Wendong’s body suddenly froze, and his movements came to an abrupt halt.
His face was filled with astonishment, clearly not expecting Zhang Nian to suddenly throw out such a question.
His eyes were somewhat flustered, as if struck by a bolt of lightning, standing there in a daze, his mind racing but unsure how to respond.
"It really is you!" Seeing Xu Wendong’s hesitating appearance, Zhang Nian’s heart instantly had the answer, and her eyes became complex, showing shock, realization, and an indescribable melancholy.
She took a deep breath and began to speak slowly, her voice trembling a little, "You are the reason my mom came to live in Qingyuan!"
"My name is even because of you. I took my father’s surname," she paused, her eyes slightly red, her tone full of emotion: "But the word ’Nian’ is because of you, because you are the man my mother has always missed!"
Recalling the past, Zhang Nian was always full of doubts about why Xu Wendong’s strength was so powerful, strong enough to flatten the provincial Cultivator Association.
Just now during the break, the famous Master Xu from twenty years ago suddenly appeared in her mind, coincidentally, that person was also from Qingyuan.
When this thought arose, she began to secretly guess that Xu Wendong might very well be that renowned Master Xu from back then.
But when it was confirmed, her heart was still stirred with tumultuous waves.
"I’m sorry, Nian Nian, I really didn’t know you were Sister Shimei’s daughter before!" Xu Wendong was full of guilt, his brows tightly furrowed, his eyes full of regret and self-blame.
His hands unconsciously clenched, his knuckles turning white, seemingly hating his own oversight.
If he had known about Zhang Nian and Liu Shimei’s relationship in advance, under no circumstances would he have gotten so intimately involved with her.
The room fell into a deathly silence, as if even the air had solidified.
Teardrops were swirling in Zhang Nian’s eyes; she couldn’t believe that the man she deeply loved turned out to be the one her mother had pined for her whole life.
This complex relationship, like a heavy shackle, instantly bound her.
"Why is it like this..." Zhang Nian murmured, her voice choked with sobs. She slowly released Xu Wendong’s hand and stepped back a few paces, her eyes full of confusion and pain.
Seeing this, Xu Wendong instinctively wanted to step forward to hold her, but he stopped in his tracks, his hand suspended in midair, eventually dropping powerlessly.
"Nian Nian, I..." Xu Wendong opened his mouth, but his throat felt blocked, and all the words turned into endless bitterness.
The face of Liu Shimei appeared in his mind, the woman he once loved dearly, but now, because of this complex relationship, he found himself in a dilemma.
Taking a deep breath, Xu Wendong said, "Yes, I admit that this is very unfair to you, and I shouldn’t have kept it from you after knowing the truth."
"But, I really don’t know what to do."
"Both you and your mother are very important to me!"
"I don’t want to lose either of you."
"Yes, I know my thinking is selfish and goes against ethics."
"But we cultivators should break all shackles, and follow our hearts, with thoughts unimpeded!"
"I need some quiet time!" Zhang Nian’s expression was complex; today’s events had a huge impact on her, and she couldn’t digest it in a short time.
"Alright, take the elixir first. I won’t come to the Mystic Spirit Pavilion these days. If you figure it out, give me a call." Xu Wendong handed her the Body Tempering Pill.
Saying this, he added, "Don’t make me and your mother worry."
"Because you are her everything!"
Leaving behind a sentence, Xu Wendong left the Mystic Spirit Pavilion, wanting to give Zhang Nian enough time to digest this news.
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On the other side.
Xu Wendong returned home.
As soon as he opened the door, the aroma of the food combined with a unique sultry scent hit him, and the sound of busy movements came from the kitchen.
He stepped into the kitchen, his gaze instantly locked in place, his steps rooted.
Lin Yiren was dressed in a nearly form-fitting white cropped tank top, so thin it was almost transparent.
Her proud bosom was outlined vividly, on the verge of bursting forth, giving a strong visual impact.
Her waist appeared snow-white under the low-rise ripped jeans, accentuating its slenderness.
The jeans clung tightly to her rounded, perky backside, and the rips revealed glimpses of her delicate skin.
Her long, straight legs were partially obscured by black fishnet stockings, while she wore extremely thin black stiletto sandals, each step seemingly ensnaring a person’s soul.
Liu Shimei wore an ultra-short off-shoulder chiffon top, short enough that bending over would reveal her entire flat stomach.
Her white fragrant shoulders and exquisite collarbone flaunting unrestrained, the deep V neckline making her cleavage tantalizingly elusive.
A black hip-hugging skirt slit high up to her thighs, baring her fair thighs with every move.
Every move exuded a mature charm, and the red thin high heels studded with several dazzling diamonds on the surface were radiant as they moved.
They busied themselves in the kitchen, Lin Yiren tiptoeing to reach the high spices, her stretching posture perfectly showcasing her curves.
Liu Shimei’s sidelong glance while flipping her hair was full of flirtatious allure.
Every frown, every smile, every move, made Xu Wendong’s mouth dry and his heart race uncontrollably, completely immersed in this sensual atmosphere.
At that moment, Lin Yiren and Liu Shimei seemed to sense his burning gaze and simultaneously turned their heads.
Their eyes met, filled with indescribable gentle affection, exchanging smiles hidden with an understanding known only to them.
Then, they walked towards Xu Wendong with light steps like catwalk models, swaying gracefully.
Lin Yiren was the first to approach him, slightly tilting her head to plant a kiss with a faint fragrance on his cheek, her voice soft and coquettish: "You’re finally back, the food will be ready soon."
Immediately, Liu Shimei came from the other side, leaning close to Xu Wendong’s ear, exhaling gently and planting a kiss on the other cheek, her voice low and alluring: "Get ready, I made your favorite dishes today."
Overwhelmed by this sudden warmth and ambiguity, Xu Wendong’s breath quickened, a hint of a happy smile appearing on his face: "Alright!"
After washing his hands and returning to the dining room, the table was already filled with an array of colorful, fragrant, and tasty dishes.
The warm yellow light seemed to drape a layer of sensual veil over the entire space, with the two beauties sitting at the table smiling expectantly.
Xu Wendong sat down slowly, his gaze wandering between the two of them, and each eye contact felt like an electric current passing through him.
This scene made Xu Wendong feel as if he were in a fantastic dream!
