009 Anna Confesses She Can Understand Animal Speech

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Shen Zhihan couldn’t believe his inner instinct. He took a deep breath and looked into An An’s eyes. “An An, what are you saying?”

An An glanced out the window. On a tree branch, a green white-eye bird was perched there.

Shen Zhihan noticed that the bird seemed to be watching them.

When An An looked over, the white-eye bird tilted its head slightly.

“Daddy, isn’t lying what bad children do? I don’t want to lie to you. It was Grandma White-eye Bird who told me. She said that sister is sick and about to die. She needs a lot and a lot of money to save her life. That sister who brought you custard buns and pancakes just now—it wasn’t her. The bad woman just now wasn’t her, and the necklace isn’t hers either.”

After saying that, An An walked over and opened the window. The white-eye bird flew in and perched on her hand.

“She said she’s going to die too because her task is finished,” An An said, and then the white-eye bird collapsed in her palm, closed its eyes, and lay motionless.

Tears welled up instantly in An An’s eyes.

“Don’t die, Grandma White-eye Bird!”

Suddenly, Shen Zhihan seemed to realize something.

That morning, An An had chosen a nanny—Jiang Yue instead of Wen Qin. She said Wen Qin wanted to have babies with him. The origin of that statement was probably just as baffling.

Shen Zhihan asked the clerk to step further away and glanced out at a pigeon outside the window. “What is that pigeon saying?”

“It said the diamond ring the size of a pigeon’s egg that went missing from the jewelry store last time is in Xiao Hui’s nest.”

Shen Zhihan took a deep breath. “An An, how did you know I was at Suicide Cliff yesterday?”

An An’s eyes showed panic. “Daddy, do you think I’m crazy and don’t want me anymore?”

“No, I accept and love you just the way you are.”

An An only heard the word “love.” Her small face, still wet with tears, flushed red in excitement. Daddy loves her!

“It was also the little birds who told me. They said someone was going to jump off the cliff, but wild beasts were waiting at the bottom for you. You didn’t jump yesterday, and the beasts weren’t happy; they said you were playing with them! I was so mad, I wanted to yell at them.”

After saying this, An An immediately covered her mouth.

“Oh no, oh no, I said too much! Will Daddy not want me now, think I’m a monster?”

Seeing An An’s anxiety, Shen Zhihan held her close and gently patted her back. “Don’t be afraid, An An. No one else will know about this except Daddy. You’re really amazing.”

Hearing this, An An felt shy and excited—Daddy praised her for being amazing.

Shen Zhihan had just finished buying enough items with An An.

He asked the clerk for a small box and carefully placed the white-eye bird inside, then put it into a bag.

Just as the father and daughter stepped outside, Xia Jing and Xia Kexuan approached.

Xia Jing deliberately touched the “kissing fish” necklace around her neck.

This necklace was entrusted by Xia Kexuan, who told her not to take it off until Shen Zhihan’s inheritance was secured.

Shen Zhihan’s gaze fell on the necklace, darkening.

Facing Shen Zhihan’s intense look, Xia Jing felt inexplicably uneasy.

She forced a smile and looked at An An. “Mr. Shen, is this your daughter? So adorable. Kexuan, look how cute your little sister is. Do you want to invite her to play at our house?”

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Xia Kexuan took out a cute little doll and handed it to An An. “Hello, I’m Xuan Xuan. This doll is for you. Let’s be friends?”

But An An hid behind Shen Zhihan and said nothing.

Shen Zhihan picked An An up and said coldly, “No need. My daughter is shy; don’t scare her.”

Having said that, Shen Zhihan turned and left.

Xia Jing tried to follow, but the bodyguards stopped them.

Shen Zhihan carried An An toward a food shop.

It was an ice cream shop.

This handmade ice cream shop offered thirty flavors: mango, strawberry, mint, chocolate, passion fruit, and many more—all vibrant and tempting.

An An swallowed hard but obediently stayed still.

Shen Zhihan set her down. “Look and see which flavor you like.”

An An shook her head. “Daddy, let’s hurry and save sister.”

“An An, I’ve already told people to look for her. It won’t be that quick; there’s no use rushing. If you can’t decide, get one of each flavor.”

An An shook her head. “Daddy, I can’t finish that many. I’ll just pick five, okay?”

There was a cup with five scoops, and she wasn’t greedy—that was enough to satisfy her!

When choosing the flavors, An An didn’t hesitate like other kids. She just pointed to the five she wanted.

Holding the cup, she was remarkably steady for such a young child.

Shen Zhihan knew it was because she’d been doing all kinds of chores since she was little, and his heart ached again.

An An took a big scoop and looked at Shen Zhihan. “Daddy, here.”

The first bite was for Daddy.

Shen Zhihan was stunned for a moment, then instinctively leaned forward and ate it.

An An’s eyes curved into a smile. “Daddy, is it sweet?”

It was Shen Zhihan’s first time being fed ice cream by someone. It was very sweet.

Back at the Ming’an Villa, An An, with red eyes, buried the white-eye bird beneath a tree.

This white-eye bird was saved by that sister named Ouyang Zhi.

On a stormy day, the bird had fallen from its nest, barely alive. Ouyang Zhi took it home, nursed it until it could fly and hunt, then released it.

Since then, the white-eye bird often followed Ouyang Zhi and had even seen her feeding the imprisoned Shen Zhihan when he was a teenager.

The typical lifespan of a white-eye bird is seven to eight years; this one had struggled on for twelve years, reaching its limit.

After learning the truth and passing it to An An, it could no longer hold on.

Shen Zhihan recalled that on several occasions when he met Xia Jing, the white-eye bird swooped down, pooped on her head, and pecked her—it had been the same bird.

An An, still young, went shopping again. After talking with Shen Zhihan, she lay on his lap and fell asleep.

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Shen Zhihan placed An An on her bed and closed the door behind him, his expression instantly darkening.

He called Yu Feng. “How’s the investigation on that woman named Ouyang Zhi going?”

Today, Xia Jing and Xia Kexuan were both in no mood to shop.

Xia Jing sent Shen Zhihan multiple messages but received no reply.

She also called him, but he didn’t answer.

Xia Kexuan struggled to stay awake.

Though mentally mature, her small body was still too weak to handle it.

If she had possessed Xia Jing’s body, she would have already taken Shen Zhihan down—what business did Xia Jing have then?

“Sis, what should we do? Do you think Shen Zhihan has found out something?”

Xia Kexuan scoffed. Her once innocent face was now full of adult calculation and worldliness. “No way! They’re from completely different worlds with no intersection. How could he discover the truth? Besides, maybe that woman has already died.”

Xia Kexuan had Xia Jing impersonate Shen Zhihan’s “white moonlight” precisely because she knew Ouyang Zhi had cancer.

For an ordinary family, cancer alone could drag the whole family down.

Maybe Ouyang Zhi had already died from lack of funds for treatment.

In the original story, Shen Zhihan’s “little sun” and “white moonlight” was diagnosed with cancer. Shen Zhihan found her only to discover she was already with another man.

His obsession with living was to earn a lot of money for his white moonlight.

After finding her, Shen Zhihan left all his money to her.

Her cancer was cured, and she lived happily with her beloved.

When Xia Kexuan read that, she thought Shen Zhihan was truly a hopeless romantic and a tool.

But now, why is Shen Zhihan still alive?

Could it be the butterfly effect caused by her transmigration?

Just as she thought this, two black-clad bodyguards approached Xia Jing.

“Miss Xia, Mr. Shen is requesting your presence.”

Xia Jing immediately lit up. These two bodyguards followed Shen Zhihan; she had seen them before.

Sure enough, Shen Zhihan still couldn’t let her go.

This time, Xie Zheng had set his sights on a cooperation project. Xia Jing wanted to secure it for him and only needed to ask Shen Zhihan once for him to agree.

Xia Kexuan tried to follow but was stopped by the bodyguards. “Mr. Shen only invited Miss Xia.”

Xia Jing touched up her makeup in the mirror and comforted Xia Kexuan. “It’s okay, Xuan Xuan. You go home with the driver first. Zhihan will send me back.”

The car veered off course, but not toward Shen Zhihan’s home.