The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb! Chapter 42: I Really Don’t Want to Know These Things

Sa City is a tourist destination with a lot of fun places, Ling Ke’er said it was her first ti here too, and she had looked up quite a few guides online, enough for us to have a blast for a few days.

I asked her if she knew where there was an antique market, I wanted to sell the treasure I brought out.

After all, always spending Chen Qinghan’s money is a bit unreasonable, I don’t like owing favors, if I have the money I will definitely pay him back.

Ling Ke’er was particularly surprised when she heard I wanted to sell antiques and said, "Why don’t you ask the teacher to help you? He knows a lot of friends in the industry, why go the long way around, what if you get scamd?"

If I knew Chen Qinghan had this kind of connection, I would have asked him, but I just found out too.

"Then I’ll find him." I might as well give him a commission, after all, it’s a win-win situation.

"Miss Leng, can I ask sothing curious, did you two fall in love at first sight?"

"?" I showed a questioning face.

"You see, I’ve known the teacher for three years, and never heard he had a girlfriend, this ti he suddenly asked to deliver flowers over a long distance, accompany on a trip and even cover all expenses, you must have t while traveling, right? Moving so fast, what else if not love at first sight!"

Love at first sight? I couldn’t help but recall the scene of officially eting Chen Qinghan, he caught with a rope trap, how could that scene be beautiful?

And a few days ago I even thought of teaching him a lesson, is that romantic?

"Uh, we’re just ordinary friends." I tried to distance myself from Chen Qinghan, to make myself less guilty, but would a bad dumpling need to feel guilty?

"Oh~" Ling Ke’er had a look of ’I don’t believe you’ and stopped talking, keeping from explaining further.

Forcible explanation is like saying what doesn’t exist, without explanation she simply wouldn’t believe.

I couldn’t say that Chen Qinghan was showing ’care for cultural relics.’

Strolling on the comrcial street until noon, Ling Ke’er first suggested returning to the hotel, even mysteriously saying that it was a request from Chen Qinghan, a love-struck madman would do no less.

This beautiful misunderstanding didn’t need her to explain, I could guess it, because I don’t eat or drink, I couldn’t have a al with Ling Ke’er, Chen Qinghan must have made up a reason, letting us dine separately.

In the afternoon, she insisted I change back to the outfit Chen Qinghan bought, saying it matched the city, looked coordinated when strolling.

Chen Qinghan bought a Republic style dress with a blue bottom and white top, how does that match Sa City? At least it should be colorful, right?

But there was no need wasting ti discussing what to wear, so I took her advice, wearing an outfit with a 100% head-turning rate and went out.

We went shopping at a local characteristic market, she bought a bunch of trinkets.

I was reluctant to spend money, it would be fine if it were free, and there are so things I can make myself, like horn combs, bracelets, necklaces, as long as the tools and materials are complete, spending this money could make several items.

At this ti it was tourist season, the streets were full of tourists, suddenly there was a click, soone pressed the shutter facing .

I imdiately turned my head to look, but couldn’t find who was taking pictures.

The streets were filled with people holding caras and phones, but I could feel it, they indeed were taking my picture just now.

"Little Fu, what’s up?" Ling Ke’er asked worriedly holding a piece of Tibetan carpet.

"I felt soone took my picture, but couldn’t find them." I can’t explain now, caras can’t capture my image, not just caras, any electronic equipnt can’t capture my face.

Tomb Robbers tried, and so Western adventurers, they like to record everything with electronic devices.

"It’s normal, coming across an Immortal, wanting to take a picture to commorate, just doing it without consent is a bit too much, with so many people, maybe they ran away after taking it."

Immortal? I’m afraid they’d be shocked when they go back and look at the photos, only a human-shaped shadow against the highland’s intense sunlight, isn’t it thrilling?!

Ling Ke’er is a lively and cheerful girl, energetic, a shopping fanatic, and a top student.

She skipped grades in elentary, halved ti in middle school, got into graduate school at nineteen, and is now just 22, Chen Qinghan has been her ntor for three years, he values her, since her parents are abroad, Chen Qinghan also takes care of her.

She treats Chen Qinghan as her brother, willing to run errands for him, upon hearing Chen Qinghan had a friend who needed care, she imdiately packed and flew over.

I rolled my eyes, ruthlessly exposing her lie, she hurried over likely because she took for Chen Qinghan’s girlfriend and couldn’t resist her burning gossip soul, booked a flight right after the call.

According to her, Chen Qinghan is a workaholic, focusing solely on work and looking for his sister over the years.

People who love gossip generally love spreading it, I hadn’t asked much when she spilled all about Chen Qinghan.

Chen Qinghan’s biological sister disappeared during his overseas studies, their parents died in a fire when they were young.

They grew up with their aunt, Chen Qinghan was a prodigy as a child, enrolling in a prestigious foreign university at fifteen.

At nineteen, his aunt accidentally passed away in a car accident, he took a year off to handle the funeral.

His sister disappeared after the funeral, leaving only a farewell letter.

He and his sister are twins, so his sister was already an adult of eighteen, leaving a handwritten note stating she was going to find the hit-and-run driver.

Calling the police wouldn’t help in such cases, Chen Qinghan searched for her for a year, yet she seed to vanish into thin air.

"I heard his sister shouted at the funeral saying their aunt was murdered and caused a scene at the police station, demanding the case be treated as a murder investigation."

Ling Ke’er’s room is next to mine, after dinner she brought a bunch of snacks to my room to chat.

Chomping on chips like a hamster while excitedly letting out information.

"She also ntioned the fire that killed their parents was deliberately set by soone, so she had to find the mastermind."

"Oh..." I listened for a long ti, only thinking how unfortunate Chen Qinghan’s family was, but if all misfortunes were intentional, how great the hatred must be?

"The teacher never gave up looking for his sister, not even reporting her missing to the police, you know, after a certain ti of disappearance, family mbers can apply to have the person declared legally dead."

A stroke of insight suddenly flashed through my mind, Chen Qinghan said helping was to leave hope for himself, was his hope related to his missing sister?

Because from Ling Ke’er’s description, the only difficulty and despair in Chen Qinghan’s life is his sister.

I touched my face, could it be possible I look like his sister?

No no no, that’s too lodramatic, I refuse!

"What’s his sister’s na?" I asked nervously.

"Seems like it’s Chen Xiaonuan."

Hearing an unfamiliar na, I breathed a sigh of relief, just a mont ago I even suspected Fuqu was his sister’s na, luckily it was just my imagination running wild.

"Anyway you’ll know this sooner or later, just don’t say I told you this."

If not you, then who else, Chen Qinghan would know his impressive student well!