167 Karma (1/2)

After Han Chu pointed it out, Ye Shuang realized that Anthony's pair of blue eyes came from Northern Ireland's lineage while his golden hair probably came from his other parent. However, he had an American passport since he was sent to the orphanage when he was five. Since he had the means to investigate his bloodline, why didn't he find out simple information like his parents' location and his birthday‽

One of the possibilities was that Anthony did not care, and the other was that the trail had gone cold. Either way, obviously, Anthony knew more than he told Han Chu.

…

Han Chu did not stay to accompany Ye Shuang. After he finished the glass of water, he returned to his room to rest. He was suffering from jet lag, and Anthony had already told Ye Shuang the password to his home, so the girl could enter and leave as she pleased; there was no need for someone to watch over her.

Anthony slept until 10 am the next morning. When he woke up and exited his room, he saw a long Christmas stocking outside his door. The stocking was supposed to be one of the decorations on the Christmas tree, but now it was hanging outside his door with something inside it.

He took it down to take a look. Inside was a handmade wool cap. There was no packaging, and a different color thread had been used to knit his name on the rim of the cap—Tony. W.

Han Chu was eating a sandwich in the living room with the leftover turkey as well as the stuffing from the day before as the filling. When he heard the door to Anthony's room open, Han Chu asked without raising his eyes from the newspaper, ”There's some leftover white sauce from yesterday, do you want to cook some spaghetti or make sandwiches?”

”Is this the Christmas present Xiao Shuang gave me?” Anthony did not care about the breakfast. He ran to the mirror to try the hat on. It was fashionable and fitted him perfectly. Then he ran over happily to Han Chu. While pointing at the letters by the side of his head, he asked, ”But what is the meaning of this 'W'?”

The sandwich that was about to go into Han Chu's mouth stopped. He raised his eyes and chuckled wickedly. ”Have you forgotten the Chinese name you gave yourself?”

Wang Daqiang.

Having recently discovered that not all positive words represented a good name, Anthony was silent. He pulled the cap down and rubbed it. ”Do you think I can ask her to undo this letter?”

It was such a dark history! Why did he think at the time that 'Guo Wang', 'Wei Da', and 'Qiang Zhuang' would make a good name‽

Facing the sincere and anticipatory gaze from Anthony, Han Chu thought about it and smiled faintly. ”I'm sure you can, but I have to remind you, the line of alphabet was knitted when she started the knitting, meaning if you want her to fix it, the whole thing has to be unraveled.”

Why are you like that!

After finishing his breakfast and the coffee, Han Chu folded the newspaper and stood up from the dining table, completely refreshed. He did not want to tell the boy that when Ye Shuang started the knitting, he was just next to her, and he was silent as he watched the W come into life. It was after that he went back to his room to sleep and enjoyed a good dream.

Act cute‽ Fight for my parent's affection‽ Stealing my birthday‽

Good, karma is striking back. Serves you right!

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Despite the small flaw in the name, Anthony appreciated the present. The weather was turning cold, and other people would not know the meaning of a simple letter. Therefore, he decided to ignore it and wore it over his head of golden hair. With the fashionable cap and large headphones, the sharp and cute dressing added to his charm.

Han Chu did not stay in San Lin City that long. Even though his family could understand that he needed to get a few days off for Christmas, it did not mean that they could tolerate him being outside for new year. The month before New Year, Han Chu's family would call him to return home. If not for a specially important event, Han Chu and the other agents would not accept cases during this period. After all, to accept cases, there had to be clients. As long as it was not a house on fire, normal people would not have jobs for them during New Year.