Shocked! The Young Master's Petite Darling Is a Master of Mysteries-Chapter 370 Rare Confusion

Snow Nun only felt her body becoming increasingly uncontrollable, slowly starting to decompose into tiny molecules, dispersing into the air.

The two people from the Snow Clan had completely disappeared.

The Wood Clan Leader then began to carefully sense Ding Lan’s aura.

In the abandoned factory, the broken fan kept turning, and the mist gradually dissipated.

The Wood Clan Leader finally vaguely sensed a trace of Ding Lan’s aura.

"Over there!" The Wood Clan Leader pointed out the direction to Lu Zechuan.

Lu Zechuan didn’t dare to delay and quickly rushed with Xia Mian in the direction the Wood Clan Leader had indicated.

The direction pointed by the Wood Clan Leader was towards the east wall of the abandoned factory.

On the east wall was a somewhat dilapidated curio cabinet.

On the curio cabinet, some rather shabby porcelain ornaments were placed here and there.

Among them was a black gold teapot, with its spout facing south.

The direction the Wood Clan Leader pointed to specifically led to this teapot.

Xia Mian raised her hand and turned the spout of the teapot, and as it was turned, the curio cabinet made a series of clicking sounds.

The curio cabinet turned open like a door, revealing the world behind it.

Ding Lan lay on the ground, eyes closed, pale as death, motionless as if dead.

The Wood Clan Leader frowned; since when did the people of the Wood Clan become so weak and easy to manipulate?

The Wood Clan Leader’s expression was unpleasant, and with a slight movement of his fingers, a unique Wood Clan aura flowed into Ding Lan’s head.

Ding Lan jolted awake, gradually regaining consciousness.

Looking around in confusion, Ding Lan finally remembered what had happened.

After inciting Lu Zhenqing to confront Mrs. Lu, someone had been watching when she returned to her shop!

The magic the other party used, she had never seen before, and inadvertently she was tricked.

"Ah Chuan..." Ding Lan’s gaze fell on Lu Zechuan’s face, and her expression suddenly turned strange.

Why was Lu Zechuan here? She could figure it out with a little thought.

Was Lu Zechuan here to hold her accountable?

"Aunt Ding, let’s go back first." Lu Zechuan’s voice was steady and did not directly accuse.

Ding Lan said nothing, but her expression turned somewhat somber.

She had taken it upon herself to help Shen Xiang avenge, but she didn’t expect to be despised by Lu Zechuan.

Ding Lan stood up and followed Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian away.

Before leaving the abandoned factory, Xia Mian took away the black gold teapot.

When she turned the black gold teapot, she sensed it was not simple; if placed in the Mystical World, it might be able to cultivate an Artifact Spirit.

A good thing; once she saw it, she couldn’t let it go.

Taking it to the Mystical World auction house to sell would be great.

The group returned the same way to the door of Ding Lan’s flower shop.

Ding Lan took out the key, opened the shop door, and invited Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan inside to sit.

Entering, Ding Lan picked up the watering can from the front desk and began watering the flowers, laughing at herself softly, "Ah Chuan, did you come here to defend your grandmother’s honor?"

Lu Zechuan gently squinted his eyes, "Aunt Ding, I said before, I don’t want to pursue past matters."

Ding Lan lowered her eyes, "You can’t forgive Lu Zhenqing, but you choose to forgive Xu Yi. Is it because Xu Yi raised you?"

Lu Zechuan said nothing.

Ding Lan pressed her lips, suddenly regretting that she should have raised Lu Zechuan herself.

That way, Lu Zechuan wouldn’t be dependent on Xu Yi!

Shen Xiang was at odds with Xu Yi in life, but after Shen Xiang’s death, her son and Xu Yi were like family!

How ironic!

"I understand, you’ve grown up, have your own thoughts. I won’t meddle in Lu Family matters anymore." Ding Lan placed the watering can on the flower rack.

Ding Lan slowly turned around, looking directly at Lu Zechuan, her voice carrying a hint of self-deprecation, "If you think I hurt your grandmother this time, I can also apologize to her."

Lu Zechuan met Ding Lan’s gaze, his dark eyes slightly squinting, "An apology isn’t necessary."

He didn’t want his grandmother’s thoughts to be troubled.

He would act as if he never knew about this matter, treating it as Lu Zhenqing losing his mind before retaliating against his grandmother!

"I don’t know if there are others from the Mystical World in this world; be careful." Lu Zechuan said solemnly.

After this incident, Lu Zechuan finally realized that even in this world, life isn’t always peaceful.

Both he and Xia Mian made many enemies in both worlds.

Others might not be able to harm them, but those around them could be targeted.

Ding Lan smiled lightly, "Don’t worry, I won’t make the same mistake twice."

Getting kidnapped at her flower shop was utterly frustrating for her.

Lu Zechuan said no more, rising with Xia Mian to bid farewell.

They arrived at night and were leaving as dawn approached.

Lu Zechuan drove back to the Riverfront Villa, and after a simple wash and rest, daylight broke.

Lu Zechuan worried about Mrs. Lu’s health, so they went to the hospital early in the morning. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Compared to yesterday, the old lady’s condition had significantly improved.

Xia Mian even brought the fruit she had planned to keep for herself to Mrs. Lu.

At her age, her body couldn’t endure as well as before. Her injuries could take ages to heal.

Since the old lady enjoyed the fruit so much, Xia Mian could only part with it reluctantly.

At least it would help her recovery a little.

Sure enough, seeing Xia Mian with the fruit made Mrs. Lu’s eyes light up, making her lose interest in eating anything else.

"Ah Chuan, Mianmian, you see there’s nothing much wrong with me. Get me discharged, staying at home is just as good for recovery." Mrs. Lu felt miserable; the hospital was too stifling, with no one to talk to, and she was practically bored to tears.

Lu Zechuan also didn’t see a problem. Healing bones takes a hundred days; he couldn’t let the old lady be cooped up in the hospital all that time.

As long as she was carefully looked after, recuperating at home was just as good.

Lu Zechuan arranged for Mrs. Lu’s discharge, pushed her wheelchair to the underground parking lot, and helped her into the car.

Only then did Mrs. Lu slowly ask, "Did you find out what kind of madness that ungrateful child went through?"

Lu Zechuan pressed his lips, his voice steady, "What else? Without the Lu Family, he couldn’t survive, so he sought revenge!"

This reason was quite consistent with Lu Zhenqing’s character. Mrs. Lu didn’t press further and instead took a fruit from the bag to snack on.

She had long craved that fruit, unable to wait until she got home to eat it.