I Got Together With the Fake Heiress - Chapter 108

After the large-bellied man left, Wen Yunqing and Wen Yimeng didn’t intervene much further, simply giving the young woman a phone number.

“If he dares to threaten you again, or if you need any help, you can contact me,” Wen Yunqing said. “Of course, I won’t help you for free. I will require you to pay a certain price.”

The young woman nodded. As she saved the number, she also firmly imprinted the sequence of digits in her mind. Perhaps this sequence of numbers was the one that would change her destiny.

The stress-free weekend was very pleasant. Aside from a few minor incidents, the two basically spent their time shopping and eating.

This happiness was interrupted five days later when Mu Kuan came calling. He didn’t ask Wen Yunqing to go to the Special Affairs Department; instead, he came directly to Jing University to find her.

“The person you killed, he had the ability of prophecy,” Mu Kuan said, cutting straight to the chase. “Someone in the Association said he had made predictions about the future before. He was a very important person.”

Wen Yunqing laughed disdainfully. “I scanned his memory. The important one wasn’t him, but his cousin.”

Mu Kuan raised an eyebrow, about to say something, but quickly held back.

“Prophecy was a talent he stripped from his cousin through improper means. In my view, it’s unreliable,” Wen Yunqing leaned back in her chair, adopting an indifferent posture.

Mu Kuan slowly exhaled. “An Elder in the Association told me that the person was the Savior, and his death will bring about many disasters.”

“Then I’m telling you, if there truly is a so-called Savior, that person could never have been him,” Wen Yunqing’s tone was extremely certain. “His death is paving the way for the true Savior.”

“May I ask why you are so certain there will be a new Savior?” Mu Kuan asked. His usually calm gaze now held a strong sense of invasiveness.

“There’s no why, I just know.” Wen Yunqing noticed the change in Mu Kuan. “What’s wrong? Did someone from the Association say something?”

Mu Kuan pursed his lips, his expression relaxing slightly. “From my personal perspective, I believe you. However, the Association has been pressuring those above. They believe you deliberately murdered an important member of the Association to take the role of the Savior yourself.”

“Pffft—” Wen Yunqing laughed. “The Savior isn’t some great role. Bearing such a heavy responsibility and living one’s entire life for others… I wouldn’t rush for that position even if my brain was gone.”

It was truly laughable. A Savior? She had been one once. She had already used her entire life to fulfill the so-called destiny. This time, call her selfish or heartless, but she wouldn’t do the arduous work of saving the world. She would only protect the people she cared about.

“Are you sure?” Mu Kuan asked. “Didn’t you dream of becoming a police officer when you were little? I thought you were a person full of justice.”

“Police officer?” Wen Yunqing chuckled. “My childhood dream should have been to become a doctor. But I wasn’t doing it to heal the sick and save the wounded, but because, in my view at the time, doctors were very capable people.”

Hearing Wen Yunqing’s response, Mu Kuan slightly relaxed. It seemed the Association members were indeed talking nonsense. Wen Yunqing was still Wen Yunqing.

Although Mu Kuan knew Wen Yunqing wasn’t the kind of person the Association claimed, just in case, he probed a few more things, talking for another ten minutes before excusing himself.

Wen Yunqing didn’t realize it at first, but when Mu Kuan asked about the so-called dream, she understood. The Association members were likely trying to frame her, believing her strength was too abnormal and suspecting her of being possessed or some ancient entity.

It was a shame. Although the former Wen Yunqing and the current Wen Yunqing had undergone major changes, fundamentally, they were the same person. Otherwise, the soul and the body wouldn’t have merged so well without any side effects.

Wen Yunqing had no interest in being the Savior. Just as she had made up her mind not to get involved in anything related to salvation, a dream Wen Yimeng had completely put her at a loss.

“Yunqing, I think I just had a nightmare…” Wen Yimeng opened her eyes drowsily, relentlessly burrowing her head into her girlfriend’s arms.

“What’s wrong? Did you dream of being bullied?” Wen Yunqing, unaware of the severity of the nightmare yet, comforted her gently.

Wen Yimeng pondered for a moment. “I dreamt that an ancient tomb was discovered in Xi’an, and many terrifying things, things that looked like zombies, came out of it…”

“It’s nothing, things in dreams are all fake…” Wen Yunqing stopped mid-sentence, realizing something was wrong. Why did these few sentences sound so familiar? Had she heard them somewhere?

“That’s easy to say, but I feel this dream was exceptionally clear. Even though I’m awake now, I can still recall the scene,” Wen Yimeng said, lifting her head.

“You might not believe it, but I even felt like it was something that would happen one year later.”

Wen Yunqing: …

Although I also want to disbelieve it, but…