What a foolish idea, the person who indirectly killed his own mother is now using despicable means to ask her to give him her love...
Under the horrified gazes of Li Chengzhao and Zhao Xia, Cháo Shuǐmèng stood up, a playful smile on her lips.
"I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Abdullah, I am Nemo, your niece, not Ms. Marisa."
With that, she left their room without looking back.
"She's your niece... she's Nemo! If you get her love, what about me?"
Marisa could no longer hold back, pointing at Abdullah's nose and shouting.
"Give me all your love, and I can complete the mission and leave this godforsaken place!"
"Darling, is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll ask Clow to prepare an extra portion for you."
Just as Marisa was about to go mad again, Abdullah quickly changed the subject. Marisa's expression went blank for a moment, then she smiled brightly and nodded.
"I knew you loved me the most."
"Good heavens, Abdullah wants Nemo's love, and Marisa wants Abdullah's love!"
"I understand Marisa and Abdullah, but why does Abdullah want Nemo's love? She's his niece!"
"What's so surprising about that? Are there not enough unbelievable things in this family?"
Watching the bullet comments flash quickly across the screen, Gu Ran let out a cold laugh and took a sip of the tea he had brewed on the table.
He stood up, his long, languid hair falling onto his newly changed Chinese-style shirt. The shirt was simple yet elegant, perfectly accentuating his exquisite features, which were incredibly delicate.
Completely different from the gloomy, overcast weather in the instance, the sky in the real world was cloudless, bright, and sunny, as pure as a clear blue sky, refreshing the mind and spirit.
Gu Ran looked at the beautiful scenery outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, sniffed, as if he could breathe the freshest air this way.
"My father needs me today, so you'll have to spend it alone. Haha, I slept through it all. I didn't even watch those livestreams. When I get back, I'll give you the playback and we can analyze it."
"Huh? Boss, you're not going to look after me anymore?"
"He doesn't care about bizarre instances, he only cares about his cyber sutras. Bye, bye!"
Gu Ran took the initiative to cut off contact with Qi Chu. Qi Chu lay on the bed, pouting in dissatisfaction.
"That's not right, isn't this my Talent? Why can he cut it off so easily?"
Qi Chu rolled over on the bed, right into a lightning strike flashing outside the window, startling him into a sitting position.
"Damn it!"
He happened to touch his pillow and discovered something hidden underneath. His mind raced with thoughts.
Since Adrian was already dead, why was there no mission completion notification? There was only one reason now.
"Stinking woman, you have a lot of lovers, don't you."
Qi Chu said through gritted teeth. Excluding Abdullah and Josiah, the people who came also included Karl and Nicholas. However, judging by Nicholas's attitude towards Gracia, there shouldn't be anything between them.
Then the remaining man could only be Karl?
But wait, didn't Karl have an affair with Gaia? How could he be involved with Gracia as well?
"My head hurts so much, my brain is going to explode."
Qi Chu roared in frustration, clutching his head, then felt the knife under his pillow and stared at the door, deep in thought.
As Cháo Shuǐmèng walked downstairs, Gracia's slightly surprised voice came from above:
"Nemo? Where have you been just now? Did you go look for Cousin Nicholas?"
Cháo Shuǐmèng looked up and met Gracia's ill-intentioned gaze, smiling faintly at her.
"Yes, after dinner, Nicholas wanted to talk to me about something, so I went to see him."
"Is that so, Nemo? But how do I remember..."
Gracia suddenly disappeared, a hand landed on Cháo Shuǐmèng's shoulder, and Gracia's face leaned in.
"How do I remember you should be very indifferent towards Cousin Nicholas?"
"Is that so, Cousin? Even if I were enthusiastic, so what? We're all family, it's not good to always act cold, right?"
Cháo Shuǐmèng curled her lips and chuckled, calmly and unhurriedly placing her hand on Gracia's, touching her cold yet delicate hand. She said faintly:
"Why such a strong reaction, is it because you can't get Cousin's affection? We're all family, what are your intentions in liking Cousin so much? Perhaps I should go talk to Grandmother? Talk about your current thoughts..."
"Haha, I'm just kidding, look what you're saying."
Gracia's smile froze on her face. She spoke with forced ease, and her already contorting appearance instantly returned to normal, her beauty revealed once more.
Gracia grabbed Cháo Shuǐmèng's hand and, regardless of her feelings, pulled her upstairs.
"Come sit in my room, I'd love to hear about your college life away from the family business."
Cháo Shuǐmèng didn't bother to break free from her hand and went up to the third floor again, entering Gracia's room.
"How has college life been? Oh, once you go to college, you're out of touch with family affairs. Let me tell you, a certain boss took a liking to my project, and he keeps dragging me to these dinner parties..."
Cháo Shuǐmèng listened with a faint smile on her face as Gracia boasted about how popular she was, so proud, so arrogant, like a peacock desperately displaying its fully bloomed feathers.
Finally, Gracia glanced condescendingly at Cháo Shuǐmèng, looking like she was about to enjoy a good show, and said:
"And you, Nemo, you must have made many new friends in college, right?"
Cháo Shuǐmèng looked at her and smiled faintly.
"Of course, my college friends are all wonderful. They come from noble families and have smoother paths paved by their families.
They don't need to worry about whether businessmen are interested in their projects because there are plenty of people vying for a chance to collaborate with them.
They don't dwell too much on what others think of them, knowing that such false rumors won't affect their status here.
They are kings here by birth."
Cháo Shuǐmèng watched Gracia's increasingly vivid expressions, reached out to adjust her hair, and casually glanced out at the pouring rain outside the window.
"Don't aim too low, my dear cousin. The path of life... is so long..."
"You damnable creature!"
Gracia's expression contorted. She extended her sharp fingernails and fangs, attempting to grab Cháo Shuǐmèng's neck and bite her. But the moment she was about to make contact, an invisible force held her back.
Now, she felt as if her own neck was being squeezed, not by an uncanny power, nor by the ability to control whether she could kill these players.
This even more bizarre power was taking her life. She knew it because the feeling grew heavier and heavier. She couldn't breathe, her outstretched hands flailed ridiculously in mid-air.
Cháo Shuǐmèng turned her head, looking at the terror on Gracia's face. Her outstretched claws now seemed not to be attacking, but pleading for help.
"Help... help... I'm sorry... Let go... of me..."
Gracia felt fear for the first time, fear from a player, fear that was not of the uncanny.
She, who could easily crush players in the instance, was now going to be killed like this, without even being able to move.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
The feeling of suffocation finally disappeared, and the mysterious power vanished. Gracia touched her neck, coughing violently.
Cháo Shuǐmèng glanced up at the clock in her room, stood up, and smiled at her.
"It's getting late, I should go rest. Good night, Cousin Gracia."
Cháo Shuǐmèng gently closed the door, leaving only the dazed Gracia staring blankly at the closed door.