I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 152 Who is this old woman_1

Chapter 152: Chapter 152 Who is this old woman_1

Seeing you fall silent, your mother patted your shoulder and said, "Come home with me, we’ll talk when we get back."

You nodded, greeted Xiao Feng and the others, and then got into the car to head home.

In the car, you and your mother were silent the whole way.

After about ten minutes, your mother drove the car into a five-star hotel.

"Eh? What are we doing here?"

"Less talking, get out of the car."

"Oh."

In front of your own mother, you were always nothing but obedient, a habit that had become second nature.

"Beautiful lady, where are we going?" you asked your mother in the elevator, feeling puzzled.

She smiled mysteriously, "I’m taking you to meet someone."

"Who is it, being all secretive?"

The elevator stopped at the hotel’s top floor. As you stepped out, you noticed a faint fragrance in the surrounding environment, and upon closer sniff, your brows furrowed slightly, "What’s going on? Have we entered some kind of barrier?"

"Oh? Not bad, you’ve made quite some progress in the months I’ve been away." Your mother wrapped you in an embrace and said cheerfully, "Don’t worry, with your old mother here, no one will lay a finger on you."

That was said, but your left eye had already begun to feel a trace of heat.

For you, there were two people in this world who were incredibly important, their existence even surpassing your own life.

The first was the woman beside you who had given birth to you and raised you; over the years, you could tell that she had had a hard time, but she always put on a strong front, leaving you with nothing but smiles of fortitude.

The second was Zhao’er.

Zhao’er...

You sighed softly.

"What are you sighing for at such a young age?" Your mother patted your back firmly.

"Mom, I..."

"I know you’re thinking about Zhao’er. Don’t worry, now that mom is back, I will definitely help you find Zhao’er."

"Yes!"

Walking through the opulent corridor, you saw four sexy women in cheongsam standing outside the Presidential Suite. Any one of them could be a campus belle if they were outside.

"Miss."

The moment they saw your mother, all four cheongsam-clad women bowed respectfully, their demeanor not the perfunctory courtesy of hotel hostesses but one of genuine respect for your mother!

What was going on?

You were confused.

Two of the cheongsam-clad women pushed open the grand doors, revealing an antique Presidential Suite.

Inside, an elegant woman stood gracefully; she had long, black hair and wore a figure-hugging dress that revealed her curvy, alluring figure.

Before the elegant lady was a wheelchair made of wood, on which sat a white-haired elderly woman, also with her back to you, allowing you to see only her figure from behind.

"You’re here."

"Yes, I’ve made you wait."

You looked at your mother in astonishment, as though you were seeing her for the first time, for you had never heard her speak with such a soft voice your whole life!

"Mom, who is this person?"

You whispered the question to your mother.

"Audacity! Not kneeling upon seeing me?"

The elderly woman with white hair seated in the wheelchair barked, her presence exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

"Ha, what a joke! In my life, Li Muyun has only kowtowed to two people, and anyone else can forget about it!"

"You rascal, watch your mouth!"

Your mother quickly signaled you with her eyes.

"Humph, you’ve got quite the temper for a little brat, just like your dead demon dad."

Ha!

That was the wrong thing for the white-haired old lady to say. As soon as she opened her mouth, you flew into a rage and immediately started cursing, "Old hag, don’t think you can strut around here just because you’ve got something on my mom. Little master here is not afraid of you at all!"

"You rascal! What are you saying! This is..."

"Mom, who is this old hag?"

Your fiery temper was ignited in an instant, and you wore an expression that said if your mother didn’t explain, you were ready to start throwing punches.

"This is your grandma!" Your mother pressed you down with one hand and said to the white-haired old lady with a smile, "Mom, the child is ignorant. Please don’t stoop to his level."

"Grand, Grandma?"

"Please, I cannot afford your calling me that. I fear it might shorten my life."

At that moment, the long-haired woman pushed the wheelchair around, and both revealed their true selves.

The old and the young, the elderly woman with extraordinary dignity, wore a scowling face, glaring fiercely at you; the young one possessed a delicate face that could compete with Wu Qiyi and Zhao’er’s, but what really caught attention were her fox eyes, which seemed to ensnare one’s soul after just a few glances.

You looked closely at the white-haired old lady and realized she did share a resemblance with your mother. The thought that she was your biological grandmother made you scratch your head and bow it slightly, remaining silent.

"What’s the matter, weren’t you being so arrogant just a moment ago? Why so quiet now?"

Your grandmother hummed coldly.

This was a woman who held grudges easily; it was better to stay away from her—this you annotated in your heart.

Honestly speaking, it didn’t really matter whether a biological grandmother or even a father popped up now, as it wouldn’t cause much of an emotional stir within you.

Over the years, you had gotten used to life with just you and your mother. In your world, the only relatives who counted were your mother Xiao Ying and your grandmother; nobody else mattered.

As for other so-called relatives, you really didn’t care much, because, in your view, if they truly mattered, they should have shown up a decade ago, not now.

Moreover, to show you disdain the moment you met, so arrogant!

"Mu Yun, quickly kowtow and apologize to your grandma."

"Forget it!" It turns out this old lady was quite stubborn as well.

Naturally, your own backbone was always stiff, and you immediately responded with a cold hum, "Since she said forget it, let’s just forget it."

Saying this, you turned to your mother and asked, "Mom, in this world, aside from you and grandma, is there anyone who can withstand my kowtow?"

"This..."

Your mother was suddenly at a loss, seeing your determined expression, she couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

Indeed, you had been raised solely by her, and among relatives, aside from occasional visits to your grandmother who lived in a distant rural village, you seldom met other relatives. With time, those so-called kinships had become alienated.

"Good, very good. Truly fitting of the Li Tang lineage—the bloodline is fallen, yet you still possess such spirit," she said.

To be honest, you really detested this presumptuous old lady. Even though she was your biological grandmother, you still felt a deep loathing for her.

Whether it was her attitude towards you or the energy she exuded—Ghost Qi!

You turned to your mother and asked, "Mom, just speak plainly. Why did you bring me here today? What’s the matter?"

You knew very well that Elderly Mrs. Xiao, who lived in Yenjing, seldom traveled far. If she had taken the trouble to come in person, it definitely meant something significant was happening.