Chapter 538: 206 Father’s love is like a mountain
Yueyao reviewed the information of those twenty people, all compiled together. The ages and birthplaces of these twenty people varied widely; according to the recorded birthdates, so were already white-haired elders in their fifties or sixties, while others had just turned twenty. Strangely enough, so were employed in Capital City, while others were scattered across various provinces.
Yueyao was not foolish. Indeed, because she was too perceptive, she quickly realized that this was a network of connections accumulated by generations of the Lian family.
Yueyao also understood why her uncle was so eager to obtain this material. If used well, these connections could completely liberate the Lian family from their current predicant.
Yueyao did not know how long she had been lost in thought until Xi Yu’s voice sounded again. Yueyao took a deep breath and said, “I’m going to sleep.” After saying this, Yueyao turned off the light and went to bed.
Lying in bed, Yueyao’s mind was in chaos. If it weren’t for the things from her previous life, she would have handed over the roster imdiately. With this roster, her uncle and cousin would definitely have smooth sailing ahead, as evident from what had happened in her previous life. But now, she did not want to hand it over; the Lian family’s influence power brought her no benefits, only harm.
Yueyao muttered to herself, “Dad, why didn’t you personally hand over this list to Uncle? Why use such a roundabout thod?” Yueyao truly did not understand.
Yueyao thought through the night and still couldn’t figure it out. She spent the entire night awake. As dawn broke, she climbed out of bed, tore the personnel roster in her hand into pieces, and burned them in the charcoal basin.
It was easy for these materials to leak once they had a physical form, and she rembered them clearly. Of course, Yueyao knew this thod was inappropriate; over ti, it could be easy to forget, so she needed to find a secretive way to record this information.
Yueyao went out to practice boxing, and after finishing, she had her morning al, which was noticeably less than usual. Xiang Wei reminded Yueyao, “Miss, it’s very easy to leave traces this way.” From Yueyao’s deanor, Xiang Wei knew without asking that Yueyao had discovered the secrets in the Poetry Collection. It was exactly because of this knowledge that she reminded Yueyao.
Yueyao stiffened, then, seeing that only Xiang Wei and Xi Yu were in the room, she smiled and said, “Help eat a little bit.” She really had no appetite and did not wish to eat.
After finishing her evening al, Yueyao took a walk in the courtyard. Xi Yu called out to Yueyao several tis before she responded.
Yueyao also realized sothing was wrong with her state of mind and said, “I’m going to practice calligraphy.” Holding the brush absentmindedly, it took her quite a while to start writing. Seeing the characters she wrote, Yueyao put down the brush.
Yueyao knew the characters written in her current ntal state would not be good. She silently recited the Heart Sutra, and it took her countless recitations to calm her emotions.
Having cald down, Yueyao called Xiang Wei over and said, “You probably have guessed, I already know the secret of the Poetry Collection.”
Xiang Wei nodded.
Yueyao smiled bitterly, “Now, I don’t know whether I should tell Uncle the secret.” In Yueyao’s heart, she didn’t want to say it, but when she thought about how these efforts originated from her great grandfather, her grandfather, and her father, and that it was ant for the Lian family, she began to hesitate.
Xiang Wei asked in surprise, “After all they have done to you, why do you still consider telling Lian Dongfang?” Xiang Wei felt she could not understand Yueyao’s thinking; when others were trying to kill you, yet you still deliver benefits to them—how magnanimous!
Yueyao expressed her concerns. Although she loathed Lian Dongfang and his wife, she always felt that since it belonged to the Lian family, it should be used for the Lian family.
Hearing Yueyao’s reasoning, Xiang Wei beca even more perplexed. Just as Xiang Wei was about to speak her mind, seeing the troubled expression on Yueyao’s face, she shifted the focus, “Have you ever thought about why your father didn’t give this material to your uncle but kept it with Li Guoxing instead? Clearly, your father did not want to hand it over to your uncle.”
Yueyao had been stuck in a ntal dead end from the previous day until now; she could not understand her father’s actions: “I don’t know.”
Xiang Wei was at a loss for words; she hadn’t realized that Yueyao was essentially a saintess, possessing a heart that embraced everything. But having a master like the Holy Mother was troubleso. Xiang Wei said, “It’s simple. Your father didn’t want to hand over these materials to Lian Dongfang because he intended to leave them for you and your brother. If I’m not wrong, the secret hidden in the Poetry Collection should contain a roster, a list of people who owed favors to your father. If you encounter trouble, you could seek their help. As long as these people are well, they will definitely help you. Am I right?”
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