novelbin Chapter 1647 - 1633
Chapter 1647 - 1633
Wen Zaao held back her laughter, her shoulders shaking violently, but she didn’t dare to look back to see if Chu Ge had noticed her. She was afraid of making eye contact with Chu Ge, letting him see her face contorted from suppressing laughter.
Finally leaving his room and closing the door, Wen Zaao burst into hearty laughter.
Inside the room, Chu Ge heard Wen Zaao’s laughter and instinctively furrowed his brows. After spending a few days together, Chu Ge realized that Wen Zaao was a mischievous and clever girl, with erratic behavior and progressive thinking, something he, coming from ancient times, couldn’t quite handle.
He looked down at the wet patch on his clothes, sighed helplessly, and took off his clothes. Looking at his solid muscles in the mirror, his thoughts drifted somewhat.
He had been searching for days for a way to return, but ultimately found nothing useful in the current high-tech world.
Chu Ge changed his clothes and glanced at the gold medal placed at the edge of the bed, mildly furrowing his brows.
This gold medal, a personal item of his, had come with him to this time and space, and now it had become a source of comfort for him.
After changing, he left the room, and upon opening the door, he saw Wen Zaao standing with her arms crossed, leaning against the doorframe.
Seeing him come out, Wen Zaao cast a teasing glance over him and slightly curled her lips, saying, "Wow, you’re getting faster at changing clothes, aren’t you? I remember when you first arrived, you didn’t even know how to put on our socks."
Chu Ge shot her a cold glance and snorted, saying, "If you have something to say, just say it directly."
Standing at his door, mocking him and pouring cold water; if anyone said she was there without a reason, he wouldn’t believe it even if he were beaten to death.
Wen Zaao pouted, "Do I make it that obvious?"
"Actually, it’s nothing major." Wen Zaao touched her nose, forcing a smile, and said, "I have a friend working at the Ancient Artifact Research Institute. Aren’t you trying to find a way back? I think maybe he can help you."
Chu Ge walked over to the sofa and sat down, his long legs crossed. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Wen Zaao, "Are you really that kind-hearted?"
Wen Zaao was momentarily speechless by his words. She swallowed hard, knowing that recently she hadn’t missed a chance to give Chu Ge a hard time or bully him.
But regarding his background, she genuinely wanted to help. After all, it was related to the whereabouts of her father. In her eyes, she always believed her father was not dead. Back then, her father went missing while exploring the Yechen King’s tomb, and now, the King Ye Chen miraculously appeared before her. He indeed needed a thorough investigation to find out what was going on.
Wen Zaao saw that Chu Ge’s face was full of resistance. She lightly bit her lip, sat down in front of him, and said, "I know what you’re thinking. You’re worried I’m playing some trick. Rest assured, I’m not plotting against you. I also want to figure out why you’ve come to our place, whether there’s a hidden agenda."
If he could come to their time, does that mean her father could also travel to his time?
If the connection could really be found, perhaps they could find her father.
Of course, Chu Ge didn’t know this; Wen Zaao hadn’t told him everything. Therefore, in Chu Ge’s eyes, he really didn’t see why Wen Zaao would help him out of pure goodwill.
"What’s your motive?" Chu Ge asked lightly, "I don’t think you’re helping me out of kindness. If you say you can’t get any benefit from this, I won’t believe it even if I die."
"..." Wen Zaao twitched her lips, thinking, "He’s picking up modern terms pretty quickly."
"What plan could I possibly have? Haha." Wen Zaao gave a dry laugh, cleared her throat, and said, "I know my attitude towards you wasn’t great over the past few days, and I’ve been picking on you a lot. I was just uncomfortable and awkward about suddenly having someone else around. I’m okay now; I’ve adapted, and I can fully accept your presence."
Chu Ge raised an eyebrow at her, "Oh?"
His tone was somewhat skeptical, "Since you’ve adapted to my presence, why do you still want to help me find a way back?"
"..." Wen Zaao was completely speechless. She couldn’t possibly tell him that she wasn’t trying to help him find a way home but was looking for his ancient tomb, right?
Chu Ge turned to look at her, observing her ever-changing expression. His lips curled into a faint smile, "But I am a bit curious, curious about what method you’re planning to use to help me?"
Wen Zaao, feeling a bit down, suddenly heard his question and felt hopeful. She looked up with a chuckle and said to him, "I have a brother who works at the Ancient Artifact Research Institute. If you give him your gold medal, he can help analyze it to see what kind of gold it’s made of. I heard that because of different geology, the quality varies. I think it should be easy to identify, right?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Ge’s eyes darkened, and his lips curled into a cold smile. So, she was eyeing his gold medal.
"The gold medal is genuine. Even if you wanted to take it and sell it, they’d catch you as a smuggler of cultural relics."
Chu Ge said quietly.
Wen Zaao was stunned, looking at him in confusion, "What do you mean by smuggling cultural relics?"
Chu Ge shot her a glance, clearly saying, "Still pretending?"
Instantly, Wen Zaao understood what Chu Ge meant. He thought she was trying to trick him out of his gold medal to sell it!
Wen Zaao was filled with a surge of anger, glaring at Chu Ge, "Chu Ge, not to mention that you’re living in my house, eating my food, drinking my drinks, using my things, and I haven’t charged you a penny. Even if I did want to sell your gold medal for some cash, it would be justified!"
Chu Ge crossed his arms and lazily leaned on the sofa, "Indeed, you’re more straightforward than those thieves. At least you’re honest about asking."
Listening to his sarcastic tone, Wen Zaao felt even more upset, "What do I have to say for you to believe I don’t want to keep your gold medal for myself?"
"It’s simple, state your true purpose."
Chu Ge said quietly, meaning clearly that he hadn’t been convinced by Wen Zaao’s previous words. Moreover, he believed that Wen Zaao’s sudden enthusiasm to help him wasn’t driven by goodwill.
Wen Zaao bit her lip gently, looking at Chu Ge without speaking, "What do you think my motive is?"
"I won’t guess, nor can I. You either tell your real purpose, or let’s drop it. Anyway, I’m slowly adapting to life here and don’t feel an urgent need to go back."
Wen Zaao’s clear eyes flickered with an inexplicable anger; did this old relic really plan to freeload at her house for life?