Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 736 - 716: Luo Xisi Tells a Story

"I remember it was a rainy day, possibly influenced by a typhoon. It rained heavily every day during that period. The small mountain village we were stationed in was at the foot of a mountain, where most of the trees had been massively deforested, leading to the constant threat of landslides and mudslides.

Back then, there was a family not accepted by other villagers, living halfway up the mountain, and it looked like they were going to be engulfed by the mudslide. At that time, we didn’t dare stay in our houses for fear we wouldn’t escape in time if the mudslide hit us. Mudslides are different from floods; in a flood, you might survive longer if you can swim, but with a mudslide, once you’re engulfed, the chances of coming out are slim to none.

Who would have thought, that house stood firm amidst the mudslide, as if something was protecting it.

Once the rain stopped, we went up the mountain and saw there was only a four or five-year-old child and a sick woman in the house. Both were physically weak, perhaps it was divine protection? That’s why they survived the mudslide?

I originally thought it was because the house was built with sturdy materials? But a random dismantling made the door frame fall apart easily; the wood was already rotten, and the door was on the verge of collapsing.

Their materials were even worse than average, and there wasn’t even a grown man in the house. It’s already remarkable that a widow and an orphan could build such a house."

Luo Qianqian blinked, "So this is the power of God?"

Luo Xisi curved her lips into a smile, looking at Luo Qianqian, "Perhaps that’s what the villagers thought too, so they accepted the mother and child back into the village. They moved into their old house, which, although in ruins, was much better than the one on the mountain. The next time it rained, the house they used to live in, under the rain’s onslaught, collapsed with a crash."

"What does Uncle think?" Luo Qianqian blinked with a look of confusion as if she didn’t know a thing, full of curiosity.

"Yeah, what do I think?" Luo Xisi looked at Luo Qianqian and smiled, "I don’t believe in superstitions, never did, but today you escaped unharmed, and I now believe. If it wasn’t for the divine blessing, what else could let a person remain safe in such a crisis?"

At that moment, Luo Qianqian couldn’t help but curse inwardly, calling him a sly fox. What kind of question was that? He was completely leading her on, wasn’t he? He threw the question back at her, didn’t he?

"I believe I have divine protection." Luo Qianqian tilted her head and smiled sweetly, "My dad will watch over me from heaven, protecting me and ensuring I grow up safely."

Luo Xisi was... at a loss for words.

"Yes, let’s visit your dad tomorrow," Old Master Luo said with a face showing the wear of time and a sense of resignation. This explanation was the most fitting; he did not want to experience a white-haired person sending off a black-haired person for the second time.

"Yes, the Third Brother will surely protect Qianqian, Shufan, and mom and dad," Luo Xihan said, patting Luo Xisi’s hand firmly and giving him a gentle shake of the head.

With a sigh, Luo Xisi accepted the inevitable. After all, they were family. What kind of person was Qianqian? How could they not know after all these years?

"Yes, let’s visit him tomorrow. It’s been a long time since I saw Third Brother."

Luo Qianqian nodded with a smile, her face soft with tenderness.

After everyone returned to their rooms, the trio of Luo Qianqian didn’t settle down so quickly.

"Come on, spill it, what happened?" Qin Nuan pushed Luo Qianqian down, knelt beside her, and held down her arms to prevent her from struggling to escape.

Luo Qianqian pursed her lips, "A gust of wind blew, and I was outside the danger zone, then I went chasing after people."

Qin Nuan snorted directly, "You can fool others, but can you fool me?" She let go of Luo Qianqian and sat down beside her on the bed, "Do you know? Today, everyone sitting on both sides of your table ended up injured, without exception."

Luo Qianqian was stunned for a moment then nodded her head. Although the window was directly across from their table, the car’s front was quite substantial, and judging by the scene, those nearby would have been hurt by either the impact or debris even if they weren’t hit.

"On both sides of us, aside from being sprayed with glass, we got hit by flying stones and, oh, your restaurant’s cheese fondue was scalding hot, and caused burns."

Luo Qianqian immediately shrank her neck. Did it have to be that terrifying?

"But do you know what happened to the three of us?" Qin Nuan looked at Luo Qianqian with a smile, showing her own arm, "This is the only mark of injury among the three of us."

Cong Rong was also puzzled on the side, "Clearly, after we realized what was happening, the table and chairs were covered with stones and glass, even your dishes, but there was nothing on our bodies."

"My dad saw that you guys have a good relationship with me, so he probably protected you a bit," Luo Qianqian said half-seriously, half-jokingly, with a light smile on her face, "Isn’t that great?"

"So, are you saying uncle doesn’t like me and hit me a little?" Qin Nuan was suddenly displeased, pressing down on Luo Qianqian and started to tickle her, "You little devil, how can you be so annoying?"

"Oh right, I have to tell my brother," Luo Qianqian suddenly remembered that not informing Shufan about such a major incident might result in him settling scores with her later.

And those two, every night, they needed to talk for more than an hour on a lovey-dovey call with their dear boyfriends.

She opened the computer, logged into her email skillfully and was writing an email when she heard Qin Nuan suddenly screaming, "Qianqian, we’re doomed!!!"

Cong Rong hadn’t made her call yet, but hearing that voice, she quickly leaned over, "What happened?"

Qin Nuan held her silenced phone with a face about to cry, displaying over twenty missed calls and a dozen unread messages, but the most eye-catching was the text Qin Nuan had just opened: I’ve boarded the flight, wait for me.

From... Luo Yanran.

"Damn it..." Luo Qianqian rubbing her head, then instinctively looked towards Cong Rong, "Quickly call Yanwu..."

Qin Nuan seemed to realize something as well, her eyes wide as she urged Cong Rong on.

Cong Rong made the call right in front of them. After all, they both knew Luo Yanwu, so there was nothing to be shy about.

For a long time, the phone was not answered.

Cong Rong frowned, redialed, and still heard the "dudu du..." sound from the receiver without any sign of it being picked up. She shrugged to the other two, "I have no idea what’s going on..."

Luo Qianqian, massaging her temples, "I have a bad feeling..." finished speaking and directly locked the door, "I’ll send the email to my brother and then go to sleep. You two better hurry up and sleep too; I’m afraid we might have to get up later." Her head was full of black lines as if she already foresaw something.