After Wang Zhong found out, he forced the mother and son to go thank An Hao, but they refused firmly.
In the end, Wang Zhong bought so things, went to An Hao’s house, and properly expressed his gratitude.
An Hao was very surprised when she heard about it. However, she had never thought that her son would have such an incredible ability to rember things instantly.
That night, she tested the child together with Qin Jian.
She was astonished to discover that Ning Chenguang was indeed exceptionally sensitive to dical knowledge.
However, Ning Chenyang didn’t show anything particularly unexpected.
An Hao felt a slight tinge of disappointnt in her heart.
But Qin Jian comforted her, "Don’t show it too obviously! This will put a burden on Yangyang’s mind!"
"The difference between twin brothers shouldn’t be this vast." An Hao so hoped for Ning Chenyang to also have an impressive performance.
"If both children were the sa, and Chenguang didn’t stand out as much, I believe you wouldn’t feel this way."
"Hmm." An Hao nodded.
"However, you should think of it this way. Among the two children, one of them is so outstanding, which ans we’ve hit the jackpot!" Qin Jian said with a smile.
"Yeah. Thinking that way really does make feel better!" An Hao sighed in relief.
"Perhaps, there’s sothing special about Chenyang as well! We just haven’t discovered it yet!" Qin Jian said.
"One can only say it’s possible."
An Hao smiled a bit reluctantly, but this feeling of disappointnt soon passed.
After all, both children were hers. Her greatest wish was for both of them to be healthy and happy.
Though she herself didn’t expect that Ning Chenyang’s special trait wasn’t in dicine, but elsewhere...
It was really just sothing they hadn’t noticed yet.
............
It was late at night.
The lights in the thousands of hos had all gone out.
In the pitch darkness, only one place, one room, had a dim light still on.
"Have there been any discoveries?"
"Yes."
"Speak, let’s hear it."
"I found a child prodigy! Photographic mory, extrely sensitive to dical knowledge. Isn’t it remarkably surprising for a child not yet four years old?"
"Oh?" The rising voice carried a note of unexpected joy, "How did you discover this?"
"Because a chubby little boy had food stuck in his windpipe! Yuan Yunong was unable to save him... It was thanks to that child prodigy!" The speaker’s voice carried a faint teasing sarcasm.
"What’s the matter? You sound a bit disappointed, and a bit..."
"No need to guess! I’ve already reported to you. I can’t stay long today; I’m leaving now."
With that, the person stood up.
"Alright! Go ahead! Be careful on your way! No rush, take it slow! After all these years, you finally have so achievents! I’m very pleased; I knew I chose correctly! Hei i!"
"Tch! You always send away with sweet words! No more small talk, it’s hard to walk on the road! See you when there’s ti!" Hei i chuckled and walked out.
Leaving behind the person in the room, who raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.
He still had a newspaper on his desk.
A headline stood out: The Hasty Demise of the Blood Rose!
Blood Rose? Who told you Blood Rose was only Hong i?
Red and black.
Red, the color of blood.
Black, the places untouched by sunlight!
This is the true origin of the Blood Rose!
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