Chapter 1 I Am Already Dead

Lin Xian stared at the last line on the flyleaf of Gao Wen's notebook.

He had just left the campfire, his face dry from the heat and his body burning. Yet, the moment he saw those words, he felt a sudden chill.

Gao Wen.

It seemed he had foreseen everything.

According to him.

After storing the notebook in the safe deposit box, he would enter the hibernation pod.

Then, he planned to wake up within ten years, to ensure his memories wouldn't be lost.

Although it was unknown what Gao Wen's purpose was for such a short hibernation, perhaps he was hiding from something, or perhaps he was waiting for something.

In any case.

According to Gao Wen's original plan.

He would awaken with his memories intact, just like Zhao Yingjun had done in the Third Dream.

Upon waking, with his memory perfectly preserved, Gao Wen would undoubtedly return to Thym Bank, open his safe deposit box, and retrieve the notebook.

This was the complete process of Gao Wen's plan.

If nothing went wrong, this notebook would certainly be retrieved by Gao Wen in ten years, completing the information transfer.

However.

Clearly.

Something went wrong.

Lin Xian suspected two scenarios:

1. Gao Wen's hibernation lasted too long, or something went wrong during hibernation, causing him to lose his memory completely. Naturally, Gao Wen would forget about the hafnium alloy safe deposit box and fail to retrieve the notebook in time, forgetting about it completely.

But Lin Xian felt this was unlikely.

How could a smart person like Gao Wen make such a rookie mistake?

Therefore, Lin Xian leaned towards the second possibility.

2. Gao Wen was murdered due to various circumstances. Not only was he unable to retrieve the notebook, but he also had a premonition of being killed, so he left a will-like message on the flyleaf, foretelling his death.

"Very interesting," CC said, looking at Gao Wen's handwriting, analyzing, "The owner of this notebook, Gao Wen, clearly knew he would be murdered, so he left this note."

"In other words, Gao Wen left a will in the safe deposit box in advance, just in case."

Lin Xian nodded.

"I think so too."

"I even suspect that the reason Gao Wen chose to sleep in the hibernation pod was to escape a deadly disaster. But judging from the results, Gao Wen failed, and he was most likely killed by someone."

"Let's continue reading. If Gao Wen could really foresee his death, he might have left more information about the murderer."

With anticipation.

Lin Xian turned to the second page of the notebook.

It was still Gao Wen's handwriting, seemingly a supplement to the will on the previous page.

*For your safety, I won't explain too much to you, to avoid you getting into trouble like me.*

*I only hope that after seeing this notebook, you can make the research results on the attached pages public.*

*Please rest assured, the reason for my death has absolutely nothing to do with these research results; I am very clear that I was targeted by the murderer for studying another mathematical problem.*

*So, don't worry that publishing the research results on the attached pages will lead to a deadly disaster. This is an epoch-making theoretical breakthrough.*

*I believe that the publication of these research results will definitely change the world, undo more mistakes, save more lives, and give the future more possibilities.*

*Don't think it's too late. It's never too late to do the right thing.*

*No matter which era you are in, no matter how you see this notebook. Please believe*

*Everything is still in time.*

Lin Xian read the words on this page twice, generally understanding what Gao Wen wanted to express.

First of all.

Gao Wen knew why he was targeted by the enemy and was very clear about why he had courted a deadly disaster.

It was because of researching a mathematical problem.

In addition, the password for the hafnium alloy safe deposit box was set to 00000042.

Then, it goes without saying.

Academician Gao Wen in the Fifth Dream must also have been involved in the study of the cosmological constant!

There was no doubt about that.

In the previous dreams, Big Face Cat's father was assassinated or taken away for studying the cosmological constant and arriving at the result 42.

Ji Lin's parents were also mathematicians who were shot at 00:42 AM. Although it was unknown what they were studying, it was definitely related to the cosmological constant.

Now, there was a third case, Gao Wen.

The genius Gao Wen.

He didn't succumb to Professor Xu Yun's premature release of the hibernation pod filling liquid 200 years in advance. Instead, he became more courageous and turned to other research directions, continuing to shine.

Judging from the brief information in this notebook.

Academician Gao Wen had achieved breakthroughs in at least two fields.

One was the field of the cosmological constant. He calculated the cosmological constant 42, but he also courted a deadly disaster because of it.

The other was the research on the attached pages of the notebook, which Gao Wen also had high hopes for, hoping someone could publish it for him to change the world and save more lives.

As the person who once invented the hibernation pod filling liquid.

Lin Xian had no doubt that Gao Wen was bragging. He could develop the first world-changing result, so he could develop the second.

But it was a pity.

Before the second research result could be published, Gao Wen was targeted and killed for his research on the cosmological constant 42.

Who was the person who killed him?

Lin Xian had suspected from the beginning that even if it wasn't a member of the Genius Club, it must be related to a member of the Genius Club.

There was no need to think about it now. After he joined the Genius Club, he would naturally know the truth.

Secondly.

It was also possible to deduce Gao Wen's second layer of meaning from these last words:

He considered the possibility of his accidental death, and at the same time, he considered the possibility that the notebook would one day be seen by others.

He took a gamble.

Hoping that one day, after the notebook was seen by someone, they would publish the research results on the attached pages.

And for fear of scaring the other party.

He also specifically stated that the research results would not lead to a deadly disaster and could be published with confidence.

It could be seen.

Gao Wen had great confidence in the research results.

He even said that no matter when it was published, it wouldn't be too late, and everything would be in time.

CC also finished reading the last words in the notebook and said softly, "This person named Gao Wen should be a scientist, right? He seems very confident in his research results."

Lin Xian nodded. "I also have a lot of confidence in him. This person is very capable, and his research results have never disappointed anyone."

As he said that, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

00:40

It was already this late.

In less than two minutes, the familiar white light would destroy the dream world again, waking him up in 2024.

This notebook in his hand had a certain thickness. If he really wanted to copy it back to reality, it would take at least ten and a half months. There was definitely no time today.

In the remaining two minutes, he could at most look at the title and know what kind of research results they were.

CC noticed Lin Xian's action of looking at his watch.

Naturally, she also understood that 00:42 was coming.

She sighed and said, "It seems that there's no time left to see what research results Mr. Gao Wen has hidden."

"He wrote in the notebook that once these research results are published, they can change the world, undo many mistakes, and save many lives. It's just a pity that perhaps he thought that this notebook would be discovered by others in a few decades, at most one or two hundred years after his death."

"At that time, it would indeed be in time. It is said that before 2400, the level of human technology was still very advanced. If Gao Wen's notebook was discovered in 2300 or even 2350, then it would indeed be in time."

"But even if his research results are published now, it's too late. But I'm still very curious, what kind of research results can make Gao Wen so confident? In general, scientists are relatively humble and are unlikely to use such affirmative language."

Lin Xian listened to CC's analysis.

He also felt that it made some sense.

"Don't guess, let's take a look and we'll know."

Seeing that the white light of 00:42 was about to descend.

Lin Xian didn't bother to think so much. Under CC's gaze, he flipped to the next page of the notebook.

This page.

There was only one line in large letters in the middle:

*The Theory and Principles of Spacetime Travel, and the Construction Concept of Spacetime Travel Machines*

"What?"

Lin Xian and CC spoke in unison, completely unexpected that Gao Wen's research results were so advanced and so dreamy!

"This"

Lin Xian's expression became serious.

He quickly realized the seriousness of the problem.

Huang Que,

Jia Yuxi,

Zhen Yuxi,

They were all time travelers from the future!

He had guessed long ago.

Since these people could travel from the future, there must be high-tech equipment such as spacetime travel machines or time machines!

But he never expected.

That the creation of the theory of spacetime travel was actually originated by Academician Gao Wen!

There was no time to think too much.

There was very little time left in the dream.

Lin Xian quickly flipped through the laminated pages, wanting to take the opportunity to see more information.

Most of the theories and programs were incomprehensible, and there were also various symbols and English words that Lin Xian couldn't understand.

As the second hand on the watch continued to move up, Lin Xian finally flipped to a page full of Chinese descriptions, and there was also a sentence circled in red pen.

*I guess that there should be an energy particle that can travel through spacetime. Relying on the energy it contains, it can directionally travel through spacetime rifts, send back time travelers, and arrive at a limited number of selectable time points. But there are currently no means to prove the existence of this energy particle. Therefore, the final perfection of the theory of spacetime travel is still missing the last link.*

Boom!!!!!!!

Boom!!!!!!!

Boom!!!!!!!

Just as Lin Xian finished reading this marked text quickly, the dazzling white light instantly faded the entire world.

A patch of white.

Then, it turned into a patch of darkness.

In a corner of the bedroom, Lin Xian opened his eyes and sat up from the bed with a jolt.

"Spacetime particle!"

He was absolutely sure:

"The last link missing from the spacetime travel theory mentioned in Gao Wen's research notes is the spacetime particle!"

Lin Xian rubbed his eyes.

He put on the slippers on the ground, went to the bathroom, and washed his face to clear his mind.

He looked up.

Staring at himself in the mirror with water droplets on his face.

He got up very quickly.

It was still 00:42, and this minute hadn't passed yet.

But the supernatural phenomenon in the mirror had never appeared again since he got the invitation from the Genius Club that day, not once.

Academician Gao Wen.

He really never disappointed anyone.

Lin Xian didn't have much hope for Academician Gao Wen's so-called research results.

He thought.

It was probably an invention similar to the hibernation pod filling liquid.

This way, he could copy the invention back to 2024 and let Rhein Company research and sell it, in order to complete the purpose of making the company bigger and stronger, and expanding his own power and influence.

Jask could become the world's richest man.

Why couldn't he?

In fact, it didn't matter whether he was the richest man or not. Lin Xian just wanted to have his own power and a strong enough ability as a backing to escort his actions after joining the Genius Club.

But he never expected!

Academician Gao Wen gave him a trump card right away! An unexpected trump card!

A spacetime travel machine!

If this thing could really be built, Lin Xian couldn't imagine what the world would be like.

There was no doubt.

There must be spacetime travel machines in Huang Que's spacetime, as well as Jia Yuxi and Zhen Yuxi's spacetime.

There must also be spacetime travel machines in the Fourth Dream. Otherwise, the mysterious old man who was suspected to be Copernicus wouldn't have sent Lin Yuxi to 2024 to arrest him.

As for whether there were spacetime travel machines in the Fifth Dream, that was unclear. Anyway, he hadn't heard Grandpa Wei Shengjin say anything about it.

Moreover, the level of technology on Mars was only equivalent to the New East Sea City in the Second Dream. With that level of technology, it was impossible to build a spacetime travel machine.

So.

What was the reason?

Why did spacetime travel machines appear in the Fourth Dream, but not in the Fifth Dream?

At first, Lin Xian thought that it was because of the super disaster in 2400 that caused human technology to regress and development to stagnate.

But now it seemed.

He might have thought a little simply.

It was very likely that the reason why there were no spacetime travel machines in the Fifth Dream was because of Academician Gao Wen's accidental death, which caused the relevant theories and technologies of spacetime travel to not be published in time. Therefore, human civilization failed to light up this technology tree and missed the spacetime travel machine.

Lin Xian nodded to himself in the mirror.

"Where human technology goes and which technological development route it takes, it really needs the guidance of those geniuses who transcend generations."

"No one can say for sure whether the usable steam engine would have appeared without Watt, or whether humans would have skipped this stage and directly entered the era of internal combustion engines?"

"The same principle applies to Tesla's challenge to Edison's direct current. Without Tesla's appearance, although Edison's direct current was destined to be eliminated, who can guarantee that the one that eliminated direct current would be alternating current? What if it was a more advanced technology?"

For some reason.

Lin Xian suddenly thought of a guess.

The total resources on Earth were limited.

Whether it was raw materials, energy, or the number of talents, they were all limited.

These limited resources were not enough to support humans to develop in multiple technological directions at the same time. Under the conflicts of various resources and talents, perhaps the future of mankind could only choose to develop in one direction.

For example, Jask's Mars immigration plan.

Lin Xian thought of this first.

According to Grandpa Wei Shengjin's initial statement, before 2400, no one on Earth supported Jask's Mars immigration; Earthlings were unwilling to live on Mars, and the talents and scientists on Earth were naturally unwilling to go.

At this time, it might be the crossroads of human civilization.

Either continue to develop the Earth; or immigrate to Mars and start a journey of interstellar civilization.

Obviously, these two directions were conflicting.

Resources were limited, and talents were also limited. They didn't support grabbing both and being tough with both. They could only choose one of the two development directions.

According to the normal script, Jask's Mars immigration plan was destined to fail.

A planet.

Without enough population to support it, it would not be able to develop no matter what.

At that time, not to mention that the natural conditions and living conditions on Mars were very poor, the biggest difficulty was that there was not enough population support. In 2024, many countries had already realized the importance of the demographic dividend. Without a population, there was nothing.

People were unwilling to leave Earth for Mars. Jask couldn't kidnap Earthlings, could he?

Therefore, according to the normal development process, Jask's Mars immigration plan might not even make a splash after a few decades and would be declared bankrupt directly.

But in 2400, a coincidence happened.

The global super disaster killed billions of people and turned the beautiful Earth into a living hell that was uninhabitable.

At this time, the relatively backward Mars became the only choice for human survival and to escape disaster.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, humans abandoned Earth and went to Mars.

Even after more than a hundred years, the Earth's ecological environment had been completely restored, but because of the excessive backwardness, low technological level, and the restriction of the universe bus between Earth and Mars to arrive once every two years

Under heavy obstruction, no one was willing to return to Earth from Mars.

Jask's Mars immigration plan was successful in this way.

But.

What was the price?

Was the abandoned Earth the price of forcibly keeping humans on Mars?

Lin Xian didn't know.

But he believed.

Academician Gao Wen must be a strong and important aspect of future human development.

"In any case, I will go to Liu Feng's laboratory tomorrow to communicate."

He picked up his phone and confirmed it.

There was indeed no information or phone call from Liu Feng.

This was very strange.

Because he bought the copyright of the Microsoft YaHei font for Thym Bank, the font of safe deposit box number 1277 in the Fifth Dream had changed.

Since spacetime changes had indeed occurred, shouldn't Liu Feng's spacetime clock also undergo numerical changes synchronously?

Even if the change was small.

There must be a change to be reasonable.

But.

There was no news from Liu Feng at all.

Was he asleep and didn't observe the numerical changes of the spacetime clock?

"Forget it, I'll go to the laboratory to find him tomorrow."

Lin Xian opened the stuffed refrigerator, casually made some supper, filled his stomach a little, and then went back to the bedroom to sleep again.

He sent a WeChat message to the driver, Xiao Li, and asked him to pick him up downstairs in the community in the morning and go to the Rhein Laboratory of East Sea University.

Afterwards, he put his phone on the bedside table.

Closed his eyes.

He fell asleep again.

He had no dreams all night.

The next day, in the morning, in the eastern suburbs of East Sea, a luxurious villa.

Zhao Yingjun got out of the Alphard business car, walked into the garden of the single-family villa, and knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Coming!"

Yan Mei opened the door from the inside, saw Zhao Yingjun, and smiled, "Daughter, why did you suddenly think of coming to see us?"

Zhao Yingjun pushed her sunglasses up to her hair, looked at her mother, and asked, "Where is Qiaoqiao?"

"She's inside, watching TV with your dad."

Yan Mei pointed to the living room inside, "Come in quickly, come in and talk."

Zhao Yingjun followed her mother into the living room and came to the sofa area in the middle.

As a result!

Just one glance at the sofa and her blood pressure went up!

She saw Yan Qiaoqiao walking back and forth on the fabric sofa barefoot without any manners, trampling on the cushions and gauze scarves in a mess.

And her always strict father was actually flattering Yan Qiaoqiao, calling her name softly, and then putting the peeled orange petals in Qiaoqiao's mouth.

The orange petals were peeled so cleanly that there was not a single white fiber on them. She really didn't know where this famous figure in the imperial capital got so much patience.

But.

Seeing Yan Qiaoqiao running around on the sofa barefoot, and the sound of the cartoon on the TV being played so loudly, Zhao Yingjun couldn't bear it anymore and felt like her head was about to explode.

"How can you spoil her like this?"

Her tone was very stern, "How can you let such a big child run around barefoot on the sofa? Are you not going to let others sit?"

"What are you shouting about!"

Yan Mei scolded her with a voice that was even eight degrees higher than Zhao Yingjun's, "Why do children need so many rules!"

"Is she still a child?"

Zhao Yingjun was amused, "She is already ten years old, is this age still considered a child? Normally, she would be in junior high school or even high school."

"Isn't Qiaoqiao amnesiac?"

Yan Mei rolled her eyes at Zhao Yingjun, her face full of disgust, "She doesn't remember anything in her mind, what's wrong with stepping on the sofa barefoot? Look at how excited you are."

"If you have a cleanliness freak, don't sit on the sofa, move a chair and sit on the side. You really start throwing a temper as soon as you enter the house, who did you get this personality from."

Zhao Yingjun took a deep breath.

She said calmly, "I know that she has amnesia and doesn't understand anything, but it's precisely because she doesn't understand anything that she needs guidance and education."

"If you don't care about this kind of uneducated behavior and just indulge and dote on her, what will she become in the future? Won't she be arrogant and domineering?"

Zhao Ruihai snorted softly and turned his head, "I think you are the one who is arrogant and domineering. It is true that Qiaoqiao's behavior lacks a little bit of education, but why can't you speak properly? Can't you speak slowly, explain slowly, and communicate with the child slowly?"

"Look at how you scold the child as soon as you enter the house, what if your loud voice scares the child? What if it affects her physical and mental development? I have told you so many times to speak properly, the child's growth and education takes time, you have to be patient."

After saying that, Zhao Ruihai immediately turned his head and put on another loving smile, "Come on Qiaoqiao, spit the orange seeds into grandpa's hand, you can't eat those, you have to spit them out."

Yan Qiaoqiao lowered her head, listened to grandpa's words, and spat the two small seeds in the orange petal into grandpa's palm.

Then grandpa happily put it in the trash can and started peeling another orange petal.

This?

This shocked Zhao Yingjun.

She had seen people dote on their children, but she had never seen anyone dote on them like this!

Was this still the strict father in her impression who scolded her with a few words and picked on everything?

She had always thought that those videos of grandparents spoiling their grandchildren that she often saw on Douyin were staged skits that were too exaggerated.

But now it seemed that the most exaggerated one was actually in her own home!

A little girl who was at least thirteen or fourteen years old still needed someone to feed her peeled oranges and even spit the orange seeds into her hand.

Was this raising an idiot?

Zhao Yingjun took a deep breath, took a few deep breaths, and persuaded herself to be calm.

Indeed.

She was a little out of control.

In the past, she had also seen many bratty kids, and she basically dismissed them with a smile and never got as high-strung as she was today.

She recognized that she was very patient with children.

But what was going on just now?

Why did she get so emotional as soon as she saw Yan Qiaoqiao being ignorant, with an unreasonable anger and an uncontrollable urge to teach her a lesson?

Thinking carefully.

It seemed that it was the same when they had dinner the night before. She, who had always been emotionally stable, was always easily angered by Yan Qiaoqiao.

What was the reason for this?

Could it be that there was really a so-called bloodline rebellion? Were parents always the least patient with their own children? Did they always think that other people's children were better?

Suddenly.

Just as Zhao Yingjun was adjusting her emotions.

Yan Qiaoqiao on the sofa started running again.

She didn't know what new world she had discovered and ran quickly to the other side of the sofa.

"Oh, Qiaoqiao, slow down."

Yan Mei immediately trot over.

But it was too late!

The running Yan Qiaoqiao touched the porcelain bottle placed on the mahogany shelf.

It was one of Zhao Ruihai's favorite collectibles.

It was a very precious antique. Although it was not as precious as a cultural relic, this porcelain was also a little famous in the antique world and had high artistic value.

But now, it had tilted more than 45 degrees!

"Eh!" "Qiaoqiao, be careful!"

Crack

The priceless porcelain bottle fell on the floor and shattered, and porcelain shards splashed all over half of the living room.

Zhao Yingjun clenched her fists.

She felt that her blood pressure was going to be unstable again.

She had seen naughty bratty kids, but she had never seen one so naughty!

This time, her father couldn't sit idly by, could he?

She still remembered clearly that when she was a child, she had also secretly entered her father's collection room and didn't do any damage. She just reached out and touched a masterpiece by a master and blurred it a little.

As a result, her father was furious and hit her hand twice with a ruler, which made the little Zhao Yingjun cry directly.

Since then, she never dared to step into her father's collection room again. The pain of those two hits with the ruler was still unforgettable.

Sure enough.

Zhao Ruihai was shocked!

He rushed out in one step! He raised his right hand high! He picked up Yan Qiaoqiao and took her away from the accident site.

Then, he sized Yan Qiaoqiao up and down, "Are you okay, Qiaoqiao? Are you not injured?"

Qiaoqiao shook her head, "Grandpa, I'm sorry."

"Hey! What are you saying sorry for! Look at this child!"

Zhao Ruihai felt that his granddaughter was actually apologizing to him, which was simply unreasonable, "I've wanted to change that rotten vase for a long time! It's not good-looking at all, and it's placed so high, isn't it a matter of time before it falls down? What if it hits someone? It should have been disposed of a long time ago!"

After saying that.

Zhao Ruihai seemed to be still angry, turned his head, and glared at Zhao Yingjun, "It's all you, look at how you trained the child, so careful, and even apologizing, obviously frightened by you!"

Heh.

Zhao Yingjun laughed, "Me?"

She pointed to herself, "I didn't say anything, she started running by herself, and you can blame me? You love this vase so much, you just don't want it anymore?"

Zhao Ruihai pointed at her, "Don't talk nonsense in front of Qiaoqiao, I'm not very precious? I don't want it anymore, I'm going to sweep it away now. Come on, don't be idle, watch Qiaoqiao for a while, don't let her touch the fragments and get pricked."

Then Zhao Ruihai took Qiaoqiao to Zhao Yingjun's side, and he and Yan Mei started cleaning up the porcelain fragments on the floor, and repeatedly told Qiaoqiao not to run barefoot on the ground.

""

Zhao Yingjun was indeed speechless.

She was also an eye-opener.

She suddenly felt that the last time she took VV to see Yan Qiaoqiao, VV was really lucky.

With the degree of doting from grandpa and grandma, if VV dared to yell at Yan Qiaoqiao, wouldn't she be put on the table directly at night and become a pot of dog meat?

"Oh"

She walked over, looked at Yan Qiaoqiao sitting on the sofa swinging her legs, and sighed, "Don't look at the fact that you are the youngest in the family, in fact, you are the oldest in the family, who dares to provoke you."

Yan Qiaoqiao raised her head and looked at Zhao Yingjun, "Good morning, sister."

It seemed that after a day of language learning, the current Yan Qiaoqiao was able to express a short sentence coherently.

After all, she only had amnesia, not learning the language from scratch, so she recovered quickly.

Zhao Yingjun bent down.

Her eyes were level with Yan Qiaoqiao, who was sitting on the sofa, and they looked at each other.

She still couldn't believe it.

That such a big girl was actually her biological daughter!

She would be more accepting if she was told that she was her clone. The identity of a daughter was too shocking.

"Qiaoqiao."

Zhao Yingjun pinched her pigtails and smiled, "Do you remember where you came from?"

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head, "I don't remember."

"Do you remember who your mother is?"

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head, "I don't remember."

"Then do you know who your father is?"

Yan Qiaoqiao still shook her head as always, "What is a father?"

Okay.

It seemed that the current Yan Qiaoqiao did not know what a father meant, nor did she know what a father was in terms of biological relationship.

Zhao Yingjun carefully observed every facial detail on Yan Qiaoqiao's face.

She did find many, many common points with herself.

To be honest.

If she was asked to have a daughter right now, she wouldn't be sure that she could have one that looked more like her than Yan Qiaoqiao.

In front of her on the sofa was a miniature version of herself.

Zhao Yingjun couldn't help but recall the time when Lin Xian took her to the hospital's laboratory to do a DNA paternity test with a strange little girl.

She vaguely remembered that the little girl's name was Yuxi, a very nice name.

She was also very cute and well-behaved.

But she was obviously healthier and more energetic than Yan Qiaoqiao. The muscle lines on her body were also very beautiful. It could be seen that she usually liked sports.

On the other hand, Yan Qiaoqiao.

Her arms and legs were thin, and there was no trace of muscle on her arms and legs. She looked abnormally delicate, just like a young lady from a well-to-do family who did not leave her house. She seemed to have never seen the sun and never participated in sports.

That little girl named Yuxi

How was she now?

Had she found her parents?

Was she still with Lin Xian?

Zhao Yingjun couldn't help but be a little curious.

In a short period of time, a teenage girl, Yuxi, appeared next to Lin Xian; a teenage girl, Yan Qiaoqiao, appeared next to her.

Was there any relationship between these two little girls?

She picked up her phone and directly called Lin Xian.

Soon, the phone was connected.

"Lin Xian, you're up so early?"

"Yeah, I'm planning to go to East Sea University, Rhein Laboratory today."

On the phone, Lin Xian smiled, "What's the matter? Calling so early."

Zhao Yingjun directly stated her purpose, "I suddenly remembered that a few days ago, didn't you take a little girl to the hospital for a paternity test? I still remember her name very clearly, it's Yuxi. Although it turned out to be a misunderstanding, what happened to that little girl in the end? Is she still by your side?"

"No, no, I sent her to the police the next day."

On the other side of the phone, Lin Xian said very naturally, "I also told Brother Wang about this. I left the professional matters to the professionals. The police quickly found Yuxi's parents and sent her home."

"Is that so, that's great."

Zhao Yingjun chuckled, "It's better than anything to have a family reunion."

"I was relieved that I helped her find her parents in the end. After raising a child for so many days, her parents must have been worried to death."

"That's for sure."

Lin Xian said, "Whose children aren't their parents' darlings? They usually argue and scold, but if they really lose them, they must be more distressed than anyone else."

"Then there's nothing else."

Zhao Yingjun took her phone down, "Lin Xian, I'll hang up first."

Beep.

She hung up the phone and looked at Yan Qiaoqiao again.

She had originally thought that there might be some relationship between Yan Qiaoqiao and Yuxi.

But Lin Xian said that the police had already found Yuxi's parents. It seemed that she was overthinking it.

Speaking of which.

She was also a little curious.

Although Yan Qiaoqiao was definitely not the daughter she gave birth to.

But since she and she had a biological mother-child relationship, as long as she still belonged to the category of humans, she definitely couldn't be born with just a mother alone.

Since she was Yan Qiaoqiao's biological mother, then

Who was Yan Qiaoqiao's biological father?

At the moment she thought of this question.

Zhao Yingjun frowned and felt extremely disgusted.

She was clearly innocent, but now she had to consider such an unclear question, even the father of the child was unknown, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Who are you talking to?"

At this time, Zhao Ruihai and Yan Mei had cleaned up the wreckage on the floor and walked to Zhao Yingjun's side, pointing to the phone she had just put down, "I heard you talking on the phone just now, and you were smiling, who was it?"

Zhao Yingjun put away her phone and answered plainly, "Work."

However.

Yan Qiaoqiao stretched out her judging index finger and pointed at the pocket where Zhao Yingjun put her phone, "Lin Xian."

Her words were still so concise and sharp.

"You!"

Zhao Yingjun narrowed her eyes and looked at Yan Qiaoqiao, "How are your ears so sharp? You listen so accurately, I only called his name twice, and you remembered it. I said so much, why don't you remember something else?"

Yan Qiaoqiao stretched out her judging index finger again and pointed at the phone in Zhao Yingjun's pocket, "Paternity test um"

Zhao Yingjun was quick-witted and directly covered her mouth.

"Oh, Lin Xian."

Zhao Ruihai next to him suddenly realized.

He pounded his palm and paced back and forth in place, "Right, right, right, look at my brain, I've been so concerned about Yan Qiaoqiao's affairs that I forgot about Lin Xian's affairs!"

"Oh, look at how I'm handling this, how impolite! I said a long time ago that the purpose of coming to East Sea was to have a meal with Lin Xian and thank him properly. As a result, we didn't make an appointment a few days ago, and then we just ignored it and threw it aside."

"What will Lin Xian think of us? There's nothing else to do today, Yingjun, hurry up and call Lin Xian again to see if he has time tonight. If he does, our family will quickly have a meal with him to show that we are sincere!"

Zhao Yingjun thought for a while.

She really didn't have any arrangements for tonight.

Lin Xian had also said before that he was sorry for not being able to make it to the dinner that day, and said that he would tell him whenever he had time in the future and he would definitely attend.

Perhaps, Lin Xian was waiting for her to speak up, right?

"Okay."

Zhao Yingjun thought for a while and stood up from the sofa.

She took out her phone, dialed Lin Xian's number again, put it to her ear, and looked at her father Zhao Ruihai, "Since you and Mom have nothing to do tonight"

"Then let's schedule the dinner for tonight."