Chapter 98: Tension

Lan Mo knew that the imported watch was bought for her by Gu Yan’an with his own money, so she decided to spend money to buy a watch from the same series to give to him.

Seeing his daughter so determined, Lan Jingtian let her have her way. As for the six hundred yuan, he decided to keep it as her dowry money.

After Gu Yan’an and the others left, Lan Mo helped Su Mei clean up. Once everything was tidied and the cleaning was done, she picked up her clothes, took a bath, and returned to her room.

Seeing that Lan Mo had already gone back to her room, Lan Guochang whispered, “Jingtian, you sent a telegram to Ziwan, right? After all, Ziwan is Momo’s birth mother. We definitely have to inform her.”

“Dad, I sent her a telegram when Momo returned from the countryside.”

Lan Guochang waved his hand, wiping the corner of his eye sadly. “Forget it. If she doesn’t reply, then so be it. She can’t blame us for not notifying her. Since she didn’t react to Momo’s engagement, there’s no need to inform her about the wedding either.”

“Old man, Momo will be marrying into Jingshi. What if they happen to run into each other someday? How about writing another letter to Ziwan? If she doesn’t come, I won’t acknowledge her as my daughter anymore!”

At this point, Su Mei chimed in, “Mom, last time she came back specifically for Lu Yaoyao’s job. She knew Momo’s birthday was coming up, yet she didn’t even acknowledge it. Telling her is pointless.”

“In this lifetime, Momo is my daughter. Lan Ziwan only has one daughter, and that’s Lu Yaoyao. We don’t need to inform her about Momo’s wedding. Let’s not give her a chance to latch onto our Momo again.”

The old lady shook her head and sighed. “Alright, if you say we shouldn’t tell her, then we won’t. Anyway, Momo has no intention of acknowledging her either.”

“Alright, you all should take a bath and go to bed early. Tomorrow, the in-laws will be visiting, and we’ll have plenty to do. Let’s not bring up these disappointing matters again.”

“Momo already knows about her background, so we should also mention it to the in-laws to avoid any trouble later. Momo’s surname is Lan, and she will always be a child of our Lan family.”

Lan Jingtian nodded. “Dad is right. Momo is a child of our Lan family.”

Did Lan Ziwan not receive the telegram? Of course she did. It was even signed for by Lu Qiming. The translated telegram was simple and clear—just six words, and they weren’t unfamiliar with them: “Lan Mo engaged, hope you return!”

At the time, Lu Qiming asked Lan Ziwan, “Your niece is getting engaged. Are you going back to Haishi?”

“No, I’m not. Our Yaoyao is pregnant, and I need to keep an eye on her.”

Lu Qiming added, “How about we send two peony-patterned quilt covers to your niece? Your brother even sent a telegram specifically.”

Lan Ziwan was taken aback for a moment, then, thinking of her sister-in-law’s resolute attitude, she said coldly, “Why waste the money? Isn’t our Yaoyao pregnant? She might even be carrying twins, and that’ll cost a lot of money.”

Lu Qiming always felt this wasn’t right. If word got out, he wouldn’t be able to face people—it would seem as if he were tormenting his wife, preventing her from having contact with her family.

Yaoyao’s job issue was already resolved, and now she was married well. Everyone’s lives were going smoothly, so he didn’t understand what Ziwan was still angry about.

Her family was doing well. Cutting ties with them—wasn’t that foolish?

“Ziwan, your parents are still alive. If you fall out with your elder brother and sister-in-law, how will they face others?”

“Qiming, you don’t need to worry about this. Even if I send them something, they’ll just blame me for not going back in person.”

What if Qiming finds out if she often goes to care about that dead girl? Get a divorce? She’s grown accustomed to this comfortable life over the years.

She has been restraining herself from interacting much with them, precisely to avoid affecting her current life. Even if she acknowledges the dead girl, the girl probably wouldn’t recognize her as her mom anyway, so it’s better to just never acknowledge her.

Lu Qiming always felt uneasy. To avoid offending his brother-in-law, he still planned to secretly send two quilt covers over.

Lan Mo sat dazedly in front of the screen, lost in thought.

Tomorrow is the engagement, and suddenly she feels a bit scared and nervous. In her previous life, she never had such an experience. Right now, she really wants to find someone to chat with and relax a bit.

In the vast sea of people, these friends from the myriad realms are the best confidants. After all, no one knows anyone, they can’t even meet face-to-face, so sharing little secrets isn’t awkward.

Whether you’re crying or laughing sitting in front of the screen, who can see it anyway?

It’s been a week since she last contacted “Little Useless in the Cultivation World.” Is she around today?

[Miss, are you there?]

[Little pitiful one, did you need something from me the other day?]

That matter from the other day is already in the past, nothing worth mentioning.

[I just wanted to chat with you that day, Miss. What have you been busy with these days?]

[Cultivating, alchemy!]

Lan Mo tentatively asked, [Miss, you’re over two hundred years old. Have you found a Dao Companion for dual cultivation?]

[This young lady disdains forming partnerships with those dog-like men. I’d rather spend that time cultivating more, striving to transcend tribulation and ascend to immortality before I turn five hundred.]

Judging by her tone, she must have been hurt by a man, right?

[Miss, have you ever been engaged before?]

[Yes. That dog-like man Shangguan looked down on me for having a waste physique before, chose my cousin, and broke off the engagement with me. Truly blind, his dog eyes actually liking that dead woman, my cousin.

This young lady is waiting to watch the show. I heard my cousin recently joined the Joy Union Sect. Female cultivators in the Joy Union Sect all like to find cultivation cauldrons to plunder and replenish. That dog-like man can just wait to die!]

So that’s why this Little Useless hates men so much—she was hurt by a scumbag before?

In the Cultivation World, only the weak get captured to become cultivation cauldrons. Is the Joy Union Sect not proper? Are the female cultivators there perhaps fox spirits reincarnated? Bewitching all beings, making so many male cultivators willingly become cultivation cauldrons.

[Miss, don’t be sad! I wish you an early ascension. There are plenty of great deities in the Immortal Realm. Finding one of those immortals to partner with shouldn’t be too difficult for you, right?]

[Men only slow down my cultivation speed. Be they gods or immortals, this young lady looks down on them all. Little pitiful one, what exactly did you need from me today?]

What could she need? She just wanted to find a stranger to casually chat with for a bit, to ease her nervousness.

[I’m getting engaged tomorrow, just wanted to chat with you casually.]

Heh, so that’s why this little pitiful one kept talking about men—she’s lovesick! Why is she being so unreasonable?

[Little pitiful one, you’re only twenty now. At your age, in our Cultivation World, you’d be considered a child. Why are you being so unreasonable, going to find a partner?]

[Being alone for too long feels especially lonely. Isn’t it nice to have one more person to watch the sunrise and sunset with you?]

Most importantly, having a man by your side can free up your own hands! You don’t have to personally do everything yourself, and when you’re unhappy, you can even use him as a punching bag.

[“You mortals only care about having descendants, sigh… Everyone has different pursuits. Since you’re just a mortal too, I wish you a house full of children and grandchildren!

Poor little thing, I have some Obsession Pills here. Want some? I’ll give you a few. Feed them to your partner, and I guarantee he’ll be utterly devoted to you.”]

Gu Yan’an: I’m already completely devoted to Momo just breathing air. Taking pills would just make me die on her.

[“Thank you, but that’s really unnecessary. If feelings have to rely on medicine to sustain them, it loses all meaning. If you have things to do, go ahead. I feel a bit tired and want to sleep.”]

Ding-dong!

Didn’t I say I didn’t want all that messy stuff? What did Little Useless send this time?

[“Poor little thing, those are good things! Remember to take them! When you need them, you can take one at a time—guaranteed to keep you forever supple and firm.”]

Supple and firm? After eating the Beauty-enhancing Fruit, her skin is already supple and firm enough. What is Little Useless up to?

Lan Mo opened the gift box and saw two small jade bottles. On the outside of each bottle was a label with the elixir’s name—”Bliss Pill.”

It felt like a flock of crows had just flown past her eyes…

She finally understood what Little Useless had meant earlier.

Heh… No Dao Companion?

Men slow down her path to immortality?

Then who did she prepare these little pills for in advance?