Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Wen Shan thanked Ding Junhui, got up, and left with Nalan Chunbo. Ding Junhui was curious but did not ask about it.
When they both returned home, Wen Shan went straight to lie down on the sofa and Nalan Chunbo sat beside her. Wen Shan immediately turned around to rest her head on his lap.
“I swear, I have never forgotten anything. I’ve only seen Ding Junqi on TV.” Wen Shan held out her hand to swear and Nalan Chunbo held it gently.
“I know,” Nalan Chunbo replied and kissed her palm. “Now we need an explanation of how that photo came about, and why you and Ding Yuejia look so similar.”
“A black hole?” Wen Shan abruptly sat up. “Could it be that it was because of a black hole? That sounds impossible too though”
“I did consider it but even if it was because of a black hole, there are too many anomalies. Ding Junqi lost his memory because of a car accident, we know that, but what about you?” Nalan Chunbo held Wen Shan’s arm. “It does not make sense.”
Wen Shan sighed and laid her head on Nalan Chunbo’s lap again. “But the movie also uses the black hole theory.”
“That involves a crash in outer space, where anything can happen. However, in a balanced space, our discoveries are few.”
“So, all supernatural incidents can be explained as unsolved mysteries. You cannot deny that within this balanced space, there are still magnetic fields that we have not discovered,” Wen Shan replied seriously.
Nalan Chunbo did not refute. In terms of electromagnetism in Physics, he could not compare to Wen Shan.
When Nalan Chunbo remained silent, Wen Shan tilted her head and counted her fingers. “One who loves money… It describes Le Tian perfectly, but Le Tian giving birth to a baby who looks just like me is more supernatural than a black hole.”
Nalan Chunbo was speechless.
He felt like being able to meet Wen Shan in this lifetime was already quite supernatural.
“Then what do we do now?” Wen Shan muttered. There were no other explanations except for these that would make people call her crazy.
Luckily, Nalan Chunbo understood all her theories.
“Now we need to try and figure out who this person who loves money is. What is her relationship with me, and why does that brat Ding Yuejia look just like me?”
“The simplest option is that the woman who loves money is related to you,” Nalan Chunbo lowered his head and said.
Wen Shan blinked, considering the possibility.
Nalan Chunbo held Wen Shan up. “If you are sure that you are a daughter of the Wen family, then there is only one other possibility: Ding Yuejia’s mother has blood relations to you. If that is the case, then a resemblance is not impossible.”
“Of course I’m sure!” Wen Shan exclaimed then pouted. “The way you asked so suddenly threw me off.”
Nalan Chunbo gestured at her phone. Wen Shan quietly took her phone and looked for her father’s number.
“If my mum found out about this, she would immediately kick me out of the house,” Wen Shan said hesitantly. Was she supposed to just ask, ‘Mum, am I your biological daughter?’
She reckoned her mum would kick her out.
But if they did not get this straightened out, they would be at a dead end.
