r18novel Chapter 739: Suspected Father Shen
Chapter 739: Suspected Father Shen
Thinking to herself, it felt like a loss spending one hundred sixty million, but this trip was definitely worth it.The nights in the small fishing village were very quiet, with no nightlife at all. After finishing her meal, Rong Qingqing leaned against the balcony door for a while, drank a cup of yogurt, and soon Shen Jue took her to rest.
Thanks to not having rested well on the plane before, Rong Qingqing slept like a log in Shen Jue’s arms.
The next morning, she was woken up by a dog’s barking.
As she sat up and strained her ears, she could also hear a rooster crowing.
The unfamiliar environment was an experience, but it didn’t feel too bad.
When she and Shen Jue return home, they’ll find time to go to a rural homestay to experience country life.
Experiencing village life, the money should be spent with people from our own country.
Rong Qingqing chuckled, got dressed, and opened the door to go out. Shen Jue was at the door on the phone, the signal wasn’t great, and you could tell he was running out of patience because of the signal issues.
Rong Qingqing walked over, hugged him, stood on tiptoe to kiss his chin, then happily went to wash up.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Jue, who was about to explode, magically calmed down.
Breakfast was a simple, typical Western-style breakfast. Rong Qingqing wasn’t too fond of Western breakfast, so after eating perfunctorily, she dragged Shen Jue out with a camera.
If it were a month earlier, the meteor would certainly have attracted everyone in the village to come and see, but now, as Shen Jue and Rong Qingqing walked along and asked for the location of the meteor, the villagers just pointed the way without the slightest intention of joining them.
They weren’t in any rush; the scenery in the small fishing village was nice. Rong Qingqing carried the camera, taking pictures of the scenery and people all along the way, following Shen Jue slowly forward.
The morning sunlight wasn’t glaring, falling on the village as if casting a glow across the earth.
This time of day is like a gentle gift of sunshine for photographers.
Rong Qingqing, a second-rate photographer, continued snapping photos without stopping—she even took shots when she saw a dog, and snapped several pictures when she saw villagers returning on electric bikes loaded with their early-morning catch.
Then, excitedly hiding behind Shen Jue with her back to the light, she looked down at the pictures she had just taken.
By chance, perhaps the person in the photo heard the camera shutter, or maybe Rong Qingqing’s chatter wasn’t exactly quiet and coupled with her unfamiliar face, the person on the bike turned back to glance in Rong Qingqing’s direction and was inadvertently captured in the photo.
When she saw the face of the person on the electric bike in the photo, Rong Qingqing exclaimed, tugged at Shen Jue, and said, "This person turned out to be Asian! I didn’t expect to see a foreigner living here. I wonder if they’re from our country or another."
Rong Qingqing held the camera out to Shen Jue, "People can guess one’s nationality by looking at their face. Do you want to try guessing?"
Shen Jue looked as if he had no choice, but seeing Rong Qingqing so enthusiastic, he didn’t refuse her. Shen Jue lowered his eyes to take a glance at the camera in her hand. With just that one look, Shen Jue’s steps abruptly halted.
He said, "Enlarge the picture so I can see the person’s face."
Without suspecting anything, Rong Qingqing just thought Shen Jue wanted to see clearly before making a guess, so she enlarged the photo, showing the person’s face to Shen Jue, and added, "If we bump into him later, we can ask him. If you get it right, I’ll give you a reward."
Shen Jue stared fixedly at the person on the camera for quite a while before he spoke, "He looks like my dad."
Even Shen Jue himself was stunned. How could there be someone who looked so alike in this world?
The person in the photo almost exactly resembled his father, only their skin was darker than his father’s.
Rong Qingqing had captured the person’s face very clearly, and upon zooming in, you could even see the mole on their face.
No matter how much they resembled each other, it was impossible for the mole’s position to be exactly the same.