Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the past, Sheng Yang didn’t understand, but now, she gradually understood. It was the result of her personal experience. The combination of theory and practice gave her these insights.
In the following period of ti, Sheng Yang and her old friend, Academician Zhao, discussed so of the projects of the Lanca researchers. Unlike the previous discussions, which were intense and spirited, Academician Zhao was a little distracted now.
This wasn’t efficient, so Sheng Yang put the topic aside.
These days when she was living here, she realized that although the villa was luxuriously decorated, there were always so items that looked a little old and even out of place. For instance, there were so ornants, brushes, and yellowed calligraphy.
It was also by accident that she took a microscope and discovered the secrets hidden in these old objects.
Micro-carvings. They were really very small carvings. So could not even be seen with a magnifying glass.
Marcia.
The ancient Greek goddess of war who was invincible in every battle.
There were also people who used this as an English na, but it was rare.
Sheng Yang had only one impression.
Academician Zhao.
But who carved these?
Sheng Yang didn’t ask, but she made a ntal note of it.
That person must have harbored very, very deep feelings at that ti, so there were traces left behind in the entire villa. However, it was a very forbearing love that was hidden in old items. It did not want anyone to discover it.
Why didn’t the person want the others to find out? Were they afraid of it becoming a burden?
Sheng Yang wasn’t a sensitive person. She wasn’t as curious about these things as she was about science, so she didn’t like to get to the bottom of things. However, this was like an unresolved secret that had always been in her heart.
“Marcia,” Sheng Yang called suddenly.
“Huh?” Zhao Caihua looked up in surprise, and a strange light flickered in her eyes.
Sheng Yang smirked. “Nothing. I just rembered your English na.”
Yi Juncheng returned that night. He was late. He just hadn’t expected his little monster to be waiting for him. Her back was facing him as she worked on questions. But in any case, he was certain in his heart that she was waiting for him.
He stepped forward and hugged her gently.
Sheng Yang suddenly turned around. The fairy-like girl snapped her fingers. “I have sothing for you.”
“Huh?” Yi Juncheng ca back so late, and there was no fatigue on his face. His peach blossom eyes were still so charming. He looked at Yangyang lazily, wondering what was wrong with her today. Did Yangyang finally understand? However, what surprised him even more was…
Sheng Yang handed him an ancient wooden carved box. Yi Juncheng took it. He had a vague guess. He weighed it in his hand and shook it gently. Then, he smiled. “Interesting.”
Sheng Yang’s expression was calm, but there was a hint of arrogance in her amber eyes.
She wouldn’t have given away anything ordinary.
The box had to be unlocked at the beginning and he had to solve a math problem before the password could be cracked.
When Yi Juncheng was done with the first part, Sheng Yang looked at the ti. It had been a minute. Her eyes lit up as she looked at him.
The lid of the box was opened, and there was another box inside. Yi Juncheng wasn’t surprised to see this.
The lock on the second box was similar to the multi-faced Rubik’s Cube, but it was irregular in shape. It was clearly a new Rubik’s Cube created by a certain fairy.
Yi Juncheng’s well-defined slender hand could clearly be used as a hand model. The Rubik’s Cube seed to have co alive in his hand. He was doing things seriously, but his expression was still extrely charming.
Sheng Yang glanced again at the ti he had taken to unlock it.
Two minutes.
‘Well, everything is going according to plan…’
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