The Spoiled Daily Life of the Villain’s Mother

Whenever Qiao Huize had nothing to do, his only activity at home was - staring at the jade pendant in a daze.

        The various religions people believe in in this world are actually different from the beliefs and views of the world in his previous life. He doesn't believe in these. Because if God and Buddha really exist, it shouldn't be so difficult to cultivate in this world.

        But how did this jade pendant ...... that the young monk gave him do it? Even if he thought wrongly before, that the gods and Buddhas really exist in this world, then how is it possible to give him something from another world?

        Qiao Huize's mind had an idea that he could not believe.

        Could ...... that monk be reminding him?

        Qiao Huize's heart started thumping. He suddenly thought, he can be reincarnated, but his mother may not be the same as him ah. However, maybe the man was reminding him to look for Jiang Shi Ning?

        This thought made his brain buzz. His heart was beating with joy, but at the same time, it was a little unbelievable.

        After all, it would be too painful to have your hopes dashed in the end.

        But no matter what, Qiao Huize felt he should look into this matter.

        He went to the temple in the west of the city, but carefully looked at the monks in the temple and asked them, they said they did not know the man who gave Qiao Huize the jade pendant.

        It was as if the guy suddenly appeared and suddenly disappeared.

        One day at noon, Qiao Huize arrived at Wan Ding's martial arts school at mealtime. Wan Ding waved him over to have lunch.

        Qiao Huize was preoccupied, which is no different from what he usually looks like, because he always looks very unhappy. So Wan Ding just felt that Qiao Huize was a little more silent today than usual, but did not think there was anything wrong.

        "I want to ask you a question." At the dinner table, Qiao Huize said slowly.

        Wan Ding was startled and immediately looked Qiao Huize up and down, "Where are you sick again?"

        He reached out again to probe the heat of Qiao Huize's forehead, but Qiao Huize stepped back and slapped his hand away.

        "I'm not sick." He said, "I want to know what to do if I want to look for someone."

        "Look up someone? Do you have any enemies?"

        Qiao Huize shook his head vaguely, then said, "Personal business."

        Wan Ding scratched his head, "Checking people ...... can be checked, but it must have to be done in a gray area ...... you know."

        "How to check?" Qiao Huize asked.

        Wan Ding looked at Qiao Huize, the good-natured man showed a serious side for the first time.

        "I can help you, Mr. Qiao. But you must tell me who you're looking for." He said, "you don't know much about the world. If the other party has any power, it's easy to scare the snake."

        Wan Ding might have reckoned a love-hate relationship about Qiao Huize in an instant.

        Qiao Huize knitted his head in difficulty. He really doesn't want to go into detail with others about his own affairs. But Wan Ding ...... Wan Ding is barely a friend of his, and this would trouble him to do things, it's just right to talk to people clearly.

        "I want to look for my mother." He said, "Because of some things, we broke contact before, and I don't know if she is still alive."

        "Huh?"

        Wan Ding was dumbfounded, Qiao Huize even had a mother? He almost thought that Qiao Huize was born from a Feng shui magical grass from some high mountains, like Sun Wukong who was born like that. There is nothing to be done about that, who made Qiao Huize look so different from the people in this world, Wan Ding really couldn't figure out what Qiao Huize's mother could look like.1

(TL* According to the legend, Sun Wukong is born from a magic stone that develops a magic womb, which bursts open one day to produce a stone egg, when wind blows on the egg, it turns into a stone monkey that can already crawl and walk.)

        When he came to his senses, he hurriedly said, "Fine, fine, Mr. Qiao, I must do you this favor!"

        Just knowing that Qiao Huize asked him for help to find someone, that must mean he have already started to trust him.

        "Then ...... What's your mother's name?"

        "Jiang Shi Ning." Qiao Huize said.

        Just as Wan Ding vaguely felt that this name sounded familiar, his wife opened the door and came in, she was covered tightly, it was a little cold today and her face was a little red.

        "I've brought you chicken legs." His wife laughed and said, "What are you guys talking about?"

        Wan Ding rubbed his chin, thinking carefully, and didn't answer his wife's words. His wife then took the insulated container out and unscrewed it on the table.

        "Mr. Qiao, try this chicken leg. Coca-cola chicken leg, it's delicious." Wan Ding's wife said while busy working, "Wan Ding's little nephew looks so cute when eating this."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Qiao, you eat more of this chicken leg." Wan Ding didn't forget to respond in the middle of his contemplation.

        The two put Qiao Huize and Wan Ding's six-year-old nephew in comparison, and neither seemed to think there was anything wrong with it.1

        To say that Mr. Qiao is so arrogant, having to bring him and Wan Ding something to eat, and Wan Ding even specially asked her to use a new insulated bucket. If he were an ordinary person, his wife would have to mutter about his hipocracy. But looking at Qiao Huize's appearance that looked like someone that does not eat the food of common mortals, his wife seemed to think it was natural for such a person to have more cleanliness, so she did it without asking.

        Wan Ding is still thinking about this name. He really, really felt that the name Jiang Shi Ning, he had heard somewhere before, very familiar.

        He was tempted to ask his wife, but was afraid that asking directly like this would have a feeling of disrespect, so he was torn between left and right.

        Finally, he could not resist speaking, "wife, have you ever heard of a person named Jiang Shi Ning?"

        "Jiang Shi Ning?" The two of them were sitting opposite each other, and she said carelessly, "What new variety show do you want to watch again? Or is there something new about my Oppa?"

        Wan Ding's wife was chasing after some young love beans, and straight men like Wan Ding didn't understand what was there to chase after from such milky little boys.

        He didn't spit on his wife this time, because when his wife said it, he immediately remembered.

        "Yes, yes, yes, it's her it's her. I told you how the name sounded so familiar, it's too coincidental."