Chapter 391 – It Must Have Been Xu Jinning Who Stole My Luck!
Of course, when Ning Di returned this time, the first thing she did was bring gifts for Xu Fanghua and Xu Jinning, her nieces.
Not only for them, but she also brought gifts for other family members, planning to give them out one by one when she saw them.
Xu Jinning and Xu Fanghua listened in astonishment as Ning Di recounted her experiences in Country A over the years.
They thought their aunt’s experiences were truly legendary.
They never expected that the aunt who had lost contact for decades would return and have become an internationally renowned medical expert.
Amazing, truly amazing!
Even when the two returned to the small courtyard house, they were still in shock.
They were proud of their aunt’s experiences and of having an aunt who was so internationally acclaimed.
“By the way, little sister, do you think we should make a call to tell our parents?” Xu Fanghua asked after calming down.
“No, let’s not. After all, Aunt is going to Qinghe Village soon anyway, and she also said she wanted to surprise our parents herself, so we shouldn’t spoil it.”
Xu Fanghua nodded, “Alright.”
She just wondered whether their parents, especially her father, would be so happy and surprised when they saw their younger aunt that they might faint.
It was something to look forward to.
However, at this moment, what Xu Fanghua was most eager to find out was what Song Yi had brought her.
So, after Xu Jinning helped her carry the box to her room, she immediately began to look through it.
Who knows how much time had passed, but when Xu Fanghua came out of the room again, her eyes were red, yet they were filled with happiness and warmth.
…
Meanwhile, far away in Hong Kong, while Xu Jinning was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with her younger aunt.
Lin Wangshu had long been married to Shen Huai.
However, after they got married, their days hadn’t been going well.
Shen Huai was once again the target of an assassination attempt by other members of the Shen family, resulting in a leg injury that put him in the hospital.
Lin Wangshu, heavily pregnant, was taking care of him.
However, Shen Huai, lying in bed, didn’t look well. In fact, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes as he looked at Lin Wangshu.
He didn’t understand, he truly didn’t.
This was the third time since marrying Lin Wangshu that he had faced an assassination attempt from his family.
He couldn’t understand it—he had married Lin Wangshu, so her good fortune should have been shared with him as her husband.
Why, then, was his career not smooth sailing? Why was it still full of obstacles, even worse than before they were married?
This time, many of his businesses were taken over by his uncles and cousins from the Shen family.
He had never had many businesses to begin with, and it had taken him great effort to expand them slightly, only for them to be swallowed up again so quickly.
Shen Huai was beginning to seriously doubt what he had left to fight against the rest of the Shen family.
But this wasn’t how it was supposed to be.
That dream kept reminding him that his fate wasn’t supposed to be like this.
He was supposed to become the head of the Shen family, he was supposed to have his own business empire.
Not like this, with nothing, constantly on guard against assassination attempts from his own family.
Shen Huai deeply felt that this wasn’t his true destiny.
So who, who was altering his fate?
He had believed that marrying Lin Wangshu would bring him good fortune, but it hadn’t.
Forget about sharing Lin Wangshu’s good fortune—he realized that even Lin Wangshu herself didn’t have good fortune, let alone one that could bring him prosperity.
This realization left Shen Huai feeling extremely frustrated and uneasy.
Could it be that the dream was just a dream, with no basis in reality or truth?
Shen Huai still wasn’t ready to believe that.
If this was truly the case, did it mean that Shen Huai might never achieve the business empire he saw in his dreams? Was he destined to be nothing more than a defeated failure of the Shen family?
Shen Huai’s gaze fell on Lin Wangshu, who was gently wiping his palms.
‘Shushu, can you really bring me good fortune?’ he wondered silently. ‘If you can’t, then what should I do? And what should I do with you?’
Shen Huai’s expression gradually darkened.
At that moment, Lin Wangshu looked up at him, her eyes full of tenderness, and said, “Ahuai, I’ll go check if the nanny has arrived. Why hasn’t she brought the food yet?”
“Okay,” Shen Huai replied.
After his response, Lin Wangshu supported her waist with one hand and touched her belly with the other as she left the hospital room.
As soon as she stepped out and the door closed, Lin Wangshu’s expression immediately changed.
Her whole demeanor relaxed, shifting from the tension she had been holding onto moments before.
She slowly walked to a chair in the hallway and sat down.
Although she hadn’t looked up earlier, she had still sensed Shen Huai scrutinizing her.
In fact, this wasn’t the first time he had looked at her that way.
It had happened many times before.
She knew what Shen Huai was contemplating.
He was undoubtedly puzzled as to why, after their marriage, she hadn’t brought him any good fortune. Instead, not only had Shen Huai’s luck worsened, but so had hers.
In truth, Lin Wangshu was also puzzled and confused.
She didn’t understand—she was supposed to be the heroine of this story, and more than that, she was the author. She had created this world. Shouldn’t she possess the power of a creator?
To give life or take it away at will.
Even if she couldn’t have the powers of a creator, shouldn’t she at least have the protagonist halo?
When Lin Wangshu awakened to the realization that she was Xu Jinwen, she always believed that she was the heroine, with the protagonist halo and the best luck.
She also knew that Shen Huai was destined to be her male protagonist.
That was why she had followed Shen Huai to Hong Kong so resolutely.
She believed she could bring Shen Huai good fortune and that together, they could build the Shen family’s business empire.
She was confident that they would stand at the pinnacle of this world, just as she had written in her book, with everyone looking up to them.
She had always maintained this confidence.
However, after marrying Shen Huai, everything they encountered began to chip away at Lin Wangshu’s confidence.
Because what she and Shen Huai were going through didn’t seem like the kind of experiences that would happen to someone with a protagonist halo.
It felt more like they were cannon fodder!
The word “cannon fodder” appeared in her mind, and when she associated herself and Shen Huai with it, a chill ran down Lin Wangshu’s spine.
“No, that’s impossible. How could Ahuai and I be…”
“Something must have gone wrong somewhere. Where has my good fortune gone? It shouldn’t be like this…”
Lin Wangshu murmured to herself, and the only thing she was sure of now was that her protagonist halo seemed to have disappeared.
But how could it have disappeared? Where had her good fortune gone?
At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
It was Xu Jinning.
“Yes, it’s her, because she has also transmigrated.”
“She must have stolen my good fortune, which is why I’m like this now.”
“Xu Jinning was supposed to be the cannon fodder…”
Yet Xu Jinning and even the Xu family were doing just fine, thriving more than ever. It didn’t make sense.
“It must be Xu Jinning who stole my luck!”
