Inferior A After Having a Baby with the Top Boss 63

Chapter 63: “Jiejie, Is There Something Wrong with My Gland?”

On a certain level, the former Tree of Mystical Jade had always been very obedient to One Raccoon Hill.

For example—

[Tree of Mystical Jade: Do you prefer raspberry milk or yogurt?]

[One Raccoon Hill: Yogurt.]

Then, Tree of Mystical Jade would smile and pick up the yogurt on the table.

Another example—

[Tree of Mystical Jade: Choose apple tree or persimmon tree ^^]

[One Raccoon Hill: Both.]

Then, Tree of Mystical Jade, in her lab class, would cultivate one more tree for research than her classmates.

There were many similar situations. Whenever Tree of Mystical Jade couldn’t make a decision by flipping a coin, if One Raccoon Hill happened to be online, she would ask like this, and after receiving a reply, would implement it without hesitation.

But One Raccoon Hill had never known about these things.

Now, after all these years, when Ming Fei learned that Zhu Yiqiao was One Raccoon Hill, she discovered the karmic connection between them, and that both One Raccoon Hill and Zhu Yiqiao had helped her a lot.

Therefore, Ming Fei couldn’t refuse Zhu Yiqiao.

Facing Zhu Yiqiao’s suggestion at this moment, Ming Fei didn’t overthink it. Even though her ears felt hot, she still moved the camera and pointed it at the gland on the back of her neck.

However, just as she was about to remove the suppressor patch, she noticed that the camera had captured the information about Xu Zhou on the screen. She quickly closed the page, her flustered movements making Zhu Yiqiao’s fingertips twitch slightly.

Under the warm light, Ming Fei, her ears red, removed the suppressor patch, her voice low.

“Jiejie, is there something wrong with my gland?”

The room temperature was comfortable, but Ming Fei felt a little hot while waiting for the examination. Fortunately, Zhu Yiqiao didn’t take too long, and her pheromones didn’t overflow due to nervousness.

A long minute passed, and Ming Fei, with her back to the camera, heard Zhu Yiqiao’s voice.

“You can turn around now.”

“Mm, thank you, Jiejie.”

With her back to the camera, Ming Fei could still fool herself into thinking that the room temperature was a bit high, but after facing the camera and seeing her flushed cheeks, she realized that she was blushing again in front of Zhu Yiqiao.

…The frequency was a bit strange. She thought.

When her gland was first injured, the doctors and nurses checked it every day, and she hadn’t felt nervous or blushed. Why did this happen repeatedly in front of Zhu Yiqiao?

She noticed this abnormality in herself, but she didn’t have time to delve deeper, because Zhu Yiqiao immediately asked,

“Your gland is fine. However, are you investigating Xu Zhou?”

Facing Zhu Yiqiao, Ming Fei couldn’t refuse or lie.

Like a rabbit whose tail had been pulled, she hesitated, then nodded repeatedly like a pecking chicken.

“Mm.”

Zhu Yiqiao said calmly, “What do you want to investigate? I’ll help you.”

Ming Fei looked at her: “Jiejie, aren’t you going to ask me why?”

“Are you willing to tell me?”

Hearing this, Ming Fei smiled faintly, like a light green new leaf sprouting in the coming spring.

She felt happy.

Because Zhu Yiqiao was completely different from when they first met. She didn’t point a gun at her head and interrogate her, nor did she repeatedly probe for reasons. Instead, after seeing her admit it, she didn’t ask why, but directly offered to help.

This required very deep trust.

Ming Fei thought, they were the same. She considered Zhu Yiqiao a friend and cherished this friendship, and Zhu Yiqiao was also showing her through her actions that she felt the same.

As for whether she was willing to tell her the reason for investigating Xu Zhou?

She had nothing to hide, but she felt that her guess was a bit far-fetched, so she was a little embarrassed to say it.

But the happiness Zhu Yiqiao brought her diluted the embarrassment. And, friends should be honest with each other.

After thinking it through, Ming Fei talked about the coincidences: “Last time, when we went to Dejade to pick up Zaozao, we happened to see Xue Xun Jiejie looking for President Xu. That was the second time I met President Xu. She had her hair tied back that day, and I inadvertently glanced at her and saw the birthmark behind her ear.”

Ming Fei moved the camera closer so that Zhu Yiqiao could directly see the petal-shaped birthmark behind her ear.

“Our birthmarks are identical, the location, size, color, shape, everything is exactly the same.”

Ming Fei continued, “I originally thought it was just a coincidence, but last time when Xue Xun Jiejie called me about the investment, she also told me about their past, and I learned that President Xu, like me, was also an orphan.”

Zhu Yiqiao’s eyes darkened.

“Once or twice is nothing, but today when I took Zaozao to the lab, and Zaozao met her, I heard her say that she was allergic to pineapples. I don’t have many allergies, but pineapple is the one I react most strongly to.”

Saying this, Ming Fei’s heart gradually calmed down, her slightly round almond eyes making her look like a good-natured cat.

“…That’s all I know so far. I felt there were too many coincidences, so I looked into her online.”

After a long silence, Zhu Yiqiao suddenly said, “Ming Fei.”

Ming Fei looked up, her eyes widening: “Mm?”

“There’s one more coincidence,” Zhu Yiqiao said. “Xu Zhou is also twenty-five years old this year.”

Ming Fei was a little confused: “Jiejie, according to Luci Group’s official information, Xu Zhou is twenty-six this year.”

“Perhaps it’s related to her being a transmigrator.”

Zhu Yiqiao explained, “I met Xue Xun eight years ago, she couldn’t have misremembered Xu Zhou’s age.”

Ming Fei fell into thought.

…So they were all twenty-five years old?

How could it be such a coincidence?

“I’ll have someone investigate this for you.”

Ming Fei shook her head: “Jiejie, I’ll ask Xue Xun Jiejie myself. No one in this world knows her better than Xue Xun Jiejie.”

She was happy that Zhu Yiqiao was willing to help her.

But even the Trial Court’s intelligence department could only investigate Xu Zhou’s experiences after she transmigrated, since Xu Zhou herself had lost her memory. On the other hand, being willing to tell didn’t mean that she would rely on Zhu Yiqiao’s help after confessing.

Most importantly, she didn’t want to use Zhu Yiqiao’s authority as Chief Judge for her personal matters, let alone cause a big fuss.

Everyone in the Trial Court was very busy with the research institute case every day. She even felt that Zhu Yiqiao had lost some weight from being so busy, and she shouldn’t bother her with other things.

Hearing her answer, Zhu Yiqiao didn’t say anything, just took off her cap, the frost in her eyes deepening.

“If you need my cooperation, let me know anytime.”

Ming Fei smiled: “I will, thank you, Jiejie.”

But plans never went according to schedule.

In the week after this video call, Ming Fei was busy every day in the lab, her feet barely touching the ground. She didn’t leave work until 10:30 pm every night, and by the time she got home, it was almost eleven o’clock. She couldn’t find the time to look for Xue Xun.

Even on her days off, she was too busy with the lab.

Besides, Ming Fei felt that her situation was rather complicated and couldn’t be summarized or explained online, so she decided to visit Xue Xun after she was less busy.

On December 5th, Xi He City experienced the heaviest snowfall since the beginning of winter. Heavy snow covered the entire Independent State of Yi Meng, and there was only one day left until Zhu Yiqiao’s return.

It was also on this day that the malfunction in the lab’s research and development control group was finally resolved. Everyone was overjoyed, and Ming Fei finally got off work early, leaving the lab at 7:30 pm.

After saying goodbye to her colleagues, she walked along the plum tree path towards the parking garage, her black down jacket almost blending into the night, the white fur trim on the collar making her look no different from the other university students on campus.

Because she was afraid of the cold, she wore a scarf, hat, gloves, and earmuffs, her whole body bundled up warmly, only her smiling eyes exposed.

Along the way, she took a picture of the snowman built by the students by Xian Lake and shared it with Ming Zaozao at home, Li Xing, who had just sent her a picture of a snowman not long ago, and Zhu Yiqiao, who was still far away overseas.

She and Zhu Yiqiao had both been very busy lately, and because of the time difference and other reasons, their online communication had decreased significantly. Before sending this picture, their last contact had been yesterday morning.

[Chief Judge Zhu: 0619 said you didn’t drink your soup yesterday.]

[I came back too late yesterday, and fell asleep as soon as I showered.]

[I’ll set an alarm to remind myself starting tomorrow.]

[[Kitten earnestly writing in a small notebook.jpg]]

[Chief Judge Zhu: Will you really write it in a notebook?]

[Jiejie, I’ll write it in my memo.]

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The soup in their chat logs was a nourishing tonic, made with rare and expensive ingredients, and drinking it regularly was very effective in alleviating her sensitivity to cold. 0619 had been preparing it for her every day recently, and she only learned after asking that it was Zhu Yiqiao who had asked the nutritionist to make it.

It would be a lie to say she wasn’t touched.

After asking 0619, 008 next to her started playing a song, the title of which was “Good Friends Walk Together Forever.” She felt it was very fitting and gave 008 a thumbs-up.

But for some reason, the usually lively 0619 remained silent throughout the entire song.

A cleaning robot on the side of the road was clearing the snow. Ming Fei stepped aside to let it pass, then glanced at the chat page with Zhu Yiqiao, her gaze pausing on the note she had given Zhu Yiqiao.

She didn’t hesitate, clicking on the profile and editing a new note.

Just as she put away her phone, goose feather-like snowflakes fell on the front of her boots, and she noticed that her shoelaces had come undone.

She bent down and retied them, her movements still agile even with the fluffy gloves. But as the biting wind blew past, she looked up and saw someone under the streetlight not far away.

It was Assistant Dan, whom she had met at the lab last time.

Because this was the only way to the parking garage, and the other party was clearly looking at her, Ming Fei could only walk straight towards her and greet her politely.

“Assistant Dan.”

Assistant Dan, who had been waiting, smiled: “Teacher Ming, you’re getting off work so late.”

“Mm.”

Ming Fei didn’t know what to say. She had only met Assistant Dan once and didn’t know why she was here. She wasn’t good at social interactions and was about to use her usual excuse of saying goodbye when the other party got straight to the point.

“Teacher Ming, our President Xu’s hovercar is just up ahead. It’s very quick, we can give you a ride back.”

Ming Fei paused: “We might not be going in the same direction.”

The night was as dark as spilled ink, decorated only by snowflakes. The hovercar up ahead automatically opened its door, and Assistant Dan said meaningfully,

“Don’t worry, Teacher Ming, it’s on the way.”