Even though he only needed a few hours, Nie Zhao ultimately paid a visit to the Bodhisattva.
The local officials accompanying him had always known that wealthy men from Hong Kong and Macau tended to be a bit superstitious. But they had to admit, Boss Nie was the most devout one they had ever seen. He must have made a particularly grand wish, for as he knelt before the Bodhisattva, he muttered prayers for such a long time that someone timed him: a full fifteen minutes.
Although Nie Zhao was wealthy, he was not greedy by nature. Furthermore, when Ayuan was in his mother’s womb, the boy was quite mischievous; he possessed a natural strength that Nie Zhao had felt firsthand—his arms had been bruised by his son’s punches. Chen Rou was a woman of immense endurance, and the only reason she had finally demanded a C-section was that Ayuan’s kicks had caused such unbearable pain in her ribs. Having a son was enough; Nie Zhao had no desire for another.
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