Chapter 30: Was the human she broke her vow to sleep with He Cong?

That day, after dropping Shang You off at kindergarten, Shang Youqing didn't return directly to Mingling Zoo as usual. Instead, she rode her electric scooter through the bustling city center and arrived at a relatively deserted area with few people.

As she stopped the scooter, a blurry black speck appeared above the clouds, drawing closer. Soon, accompanied by a low raptor cry, a brown-black falcon, with its massive wings spread, swooped down with a clear purpose, finally hovering steadily in front of Shang Youqing. Its

claws loosened, and several pieces of spare parts, resembling scrap metal, fell to the ground with a clatter. Shang Youqing reached out to catch them.

Shang Youqing lowered her eyes slightly to examine the parts in her hand. She heard the falcon, soaring and screaming a moment ago, emit a subtle low-pitched cry, urging her on.

Shang Youqing raised her hand, and the falcon eagerly tilted its fierce head, landing smoothly in her palm. Shang Youqing caressed its head and said, "Thank you for your hard work. If you need to change your habitat next year, come find me and I'll help you choose a blessed spot."

The falcon flapped its wings, and only when Shang Youqing's caress had softened its down feathers did it finally leave.

After watching the falcon fly away, Shang Youqing reopened her palm and carefully examined and sniffed each component. Finally, she found something unusual on the back of a buffer.

Shang Youqing immediately pulled out the cyclopentane ring she had conveniently hidden in her pocket and compared it. Sure enough, it was made of the same material as the gun buffer.

She also discovered a serial number etched into the bottom of the buffer. She grabbed her phone and logged onto the dark web to follow

the clues. Surprisingly, she found a familiar face—the number came from a family called "Mu Jiuhan," an Asian arms dealer from North America. Wasn't this the "senior brother" who, when she was still training with her master in Wutong Mountain, had violated the sect's nine taboos and been expelled from the sect and forbidden from ever returning to the mountain?

At the time, she was still a fledgling, unaware of the details of Mu Jiuhan's betrayal and betrayal.

Later, she heard from a few of her fellow disciples that Mu Jiuhan had gone abroad and, even when she left the mountain, was already a renowned leader of a prominent warlord family in North America.

But that wasn't the point.

The point was: what was Mu Jiuhan's connection to the human she'd slept with?

Shang Youqing suddenly realized that if such an extremely rare component material were to appear in China, it meant that Mu Jiuhan must have been secretly trading with domestic suppliers.

Fortunately, Shang Youqing's account really had the permission to query in this regard. She immediately checked the relevant order records under Mu Jiuhan's name three years ago, and soon found a familiar name on an order information -

Ji Huaizhuo.

Shang Youqing stared at the name on the screen, and gently turned the white ring between her fingers. Looking at the bright letters "JHZ" on the white ring, the corners of her lips suddenly twitched, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Such an obvious clue...

It seems that there really is someone behind her who is treating her like a fool.

Shang Youqing switched the screen of her phone to the address book page. Her white fingertips paused slightly on Mu Weiting's name, and finally slid to Lu Jingchi's name and dialed it.

"Junior brother, I remember you broke a bracelet last year?"

Lu Jingchi, who was on the other end of the phone while changing locations for an announcement, was confused. "Ah, yes, senior sister, that bracelet was given to me by our master. I couldn't bear to part with it, so I spent a lot of money to find a restorer to get it back. What's wrong, senior sister?"

Shang Youqing rubbed the old marks on the inside of the white ring with her fingertips, which had been erased and could no longer be seen, and said, "Send me the address of the restorer."

After she finished speaking, she planned the arrangements for the park in her mind, thinking that if the address was too far away, she would have to arrange everything she needed to do and see if she could go there directly in a couple of days.

But Lu Jingchi said, "What a coincidence, Senior Sister! The restorer happens to be in Ning City, and it seems not far from where you are. It's just that his shop is a little hard to find. The road is so winding that cars can't even get in..."

Shang Youqing glanced at the small electric car beside her. "Where's the electric car?"

"The electric car will be fine!"

"Okay, then send me the address now." After a pause, Shang Youqing added softly, "Jingchi, don't tell anyone about this for now. I'll find a chance to tell you in detail later."

Lu Jingchi was stunned, realizing that Senior Sister was asking him to keep it secret. He always listened to Senior Sister the most, and immediately reassured her, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I will keep this a secret!"

Not long after hanging up the phone, Shang Youqing received the address Lu Jingchi sent her. She used the navigation and found that the place was indeed remote, with few shops nearby.

Before noon, Shang Youqing finally found the small shop without a sign, tucked away behind a lush bamboo forest.

Hanging outside the door curtain of the hut was a crooked price list for repair items. From rare cultural relics to... pressure cooker lids, as long as the money was in place, everything could be repaired.

Shang Youqing stood outside the door curtain, dumbfounded, until a ginger cat with its tail cocked rubbed against her feet affectionately and called out to her in a coquettish voice: "Meow, meow~"

[Someone, come in.]

Shang Youqing then walked in.

The room was crowded with several rows of shelves, piled with all kinds of messy items, and there was almost no place to step.

Shang Youqing reluctantly followed the ginger cat leading the way through the rows of shelves. Next to the jade cutting machine, she saw the restorer described by Lu Jingchi.

A woman wearing a blue and purple patterned skirt and black gloves.

The restorer was concentrating on carving something, but when she heard the orange cat meow a few times, she finally stopped her work, looked up at Shang Youqing who was standing in front of her and greeted her, and said, "Let me see what you want to repair."

Shang Youqing didn't ask any questions, but handed over the plain ring and made her request, "The characters on the inside of the ring are newly engraved. I want to know if the old characters covered by these new characters can be restored."

The restorer took it and looked at the ring, then refused it flatly, "It can't be repaired. It was all maliciously erased and there is nothing left."

Shang Youqing paused for a moment, then put the prepared piece of phoenix jade on the She placed it on the table next to her, still speaking in a gentle voice, "Take another look."

As expected, the restorer was captivated by the jade, which shone with a faint golden glow. She even removed her gloves, carefully picked it up, and examined it for a long time. When she looked at Shang Youqing again, her eyes were filled with uncontrollable respect. "This jade... must be quite old."

Shang Youqing didn't answer, but simply repeated her previous question, "Can the ring be repaired?"

The restorer smiled and retracted her gaze. When she picked up the ring again, her expression had changed. "I'll try."

The restorer didn't say how long it would take, so Shang Youqing stood quietly under the porch and waited, occasionally touching the little orange cat that would come and rub against her.

About two and a half hours later, the restorer inside called her, "Miss Shang, come and take a look."

Shang Youqing responded, walked in, and took the plain ring from the restorer.

"I tried my best, but this is the best I can do. Although the engraved lines don't connect completely, the two characters look quite similar—"

"H, C," Shang Youqing murmured, caressing the faint traces of the restored lines.

The restorer paused, then nodded, "Yes, I guessed those same two initials."

"Thank you,"

Shang Youqing thanked the restorer. As she left, her expression remained calm, unchanging. After riding her electric scooter for a while, she suddenly felt her fingers tremble, and stopped by the side of the road again. She

then took out the plain ring and stared down at the two blurred, restored characters, lost in thought for a long moment.

H, C...

was it He Cong?

She didn't know why, but after seeing the characters clearly in the restorer's shop, the words "He Cong" instinctively and subconsciously popped into her mind.

Could there really be so many coincidences in this world?

It just so happened that He Cong had a wife who had died three years earlier, and it just so happened that his wife's figure and temperament were very similar to hers.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, she slipped the ring onto the ring finger of her left hand.

The ring seemed to be custom-made for her, fitting perfectly and perfectly into her ring finger.

So...was the human she broke her vow to sleep with that year He Cong?

Then where did He Zhimo get his child?

She had seen He Zhimo so many times, but she had never smelled the aura of Phoenix Blood on him. Was this the child He Cong had with another woman?