The Amazing Son-in-Law [The Charismatic Charlie Wade] (Chinese name) Chapter: 7272 - 7273

Xiao Churan didn’t tell charlie or his parents about her plan to visit Qixia Temple.

She believed that praying for her family was a private matter—something that could be done quietly without needing to announce it.

The next morning, before Ma Lan and Xiao Changkun had woken up, she drove to Qixia Temple.

It was December, cold and dim, with short days and long nights. When she left the house, dawn was just beginning to break.

At that hour, some devout worshippers were already waiting at the temple gates. As the year drew to a close, people came daily to Qixia Temple to offer the first incense stick. None of them knew that the renowned Master Jingqing had returned to the temple that day.

Master Jingqing was in a side room behind the Wuliang Hall. The space was cold and quiet, but he sat cross-legged on a couch, silently chanting scriptures while circulating spiritual energy through his body. Despite wearing only a thin monk’s robe, the flow of energy kept him as warm as spring.

The Wuliang Hall was closed to the public that day. The monks had set up roadblocks around the courtyard and hung signs announcing the closure.

Afterward, they all withdrew from the courtyard and stood guard silently.

Tang Sihai and Sister Sun walked along the dewy bluestone path toward the courtyard and told the monks, “Before the two female donors arrive, take down the signs and put them back up after they enter.”

“Yes, donor!”

The monks nodded respectfully, joined their palms, and gave a slight bow.

They were all Master Jingqing’s closest disciples. Although they didn’t know who Sister Sun was, they had seen how respectfully their master treated her—so they followed his example.

Sister Sun and Tang Sihai entered the Wuliang Hall together. Master Jingqing, already aware of their arrival, came out early to greet them.

“Jingqing.”

When Sister Sun saw him emerge, she greeted him with a warm smile.

Jingqing returned the smile and put his hands together. “Hello, Sister Sun. Hello, Mr. Tang.”

Tang Sihai quickly joined his hands and bowed slightly. “Greetings, Master Jingqing.”

Jingqing smiled and replied, “Mr. Tang, there’s no need to call me ‘Master.’ Before you, I am but a junior.”

Although Jingqing had a deep connection to Buddhism and a high level of spiritual understanding, he remained deeply grateful to An Chengxi. Since he began following An Chengxi relatively late, he naturally considered himself junior to Tang Sihai.

Sister Sun added, “I’ve always treated Jingqing like my own child. Sihai, there’s no need to be so formal.”

Tang Sihai nodded lightly in acknowledgment.

Sister Sun then said to Jingqing, “Jingqing, Miss Xiao has already left for Qixia Temple. I’ve asked Sihai to wait in the rear hall. When the time is right, you can bring up the matter and tell her someone wants to meet her—but do it gently, so you don’t frighten her.”

Jingqing nodded, his hands still clasped, and smiled. “Don’t worry, Sister Sun. I’ll be careful.”

Sister Sun sighed, visibly tense. “Ah, I haven’t felt this nervous in years. You both need to be very mindful of your tone and choice of words. There are two possible outcomes: one, Miss Xiao accepts our suggestion and leaves the young master quietly. If that happens, our mission will be a complete success. The other possibility is that she contacts the young master as soon as she leaves this place. In that case, our plan will have completely failed. The young master will stop at nothing to find us and uncover the truth.”

She paused for a moment, then continued, “As for the three of us—first, we can’t resist the young master’s powers. Whatever we think or feel will likely be sensed by him. Second, we absolutely cannot reveal anything about Madam. So if we fail today, we’ll have no choice but to leave China and go into hiding at the overseas location Madam arranged. Until she meets the young master herself, we cannot return to Chinese soil. Do you both understand?”

The two nodded without hesitation.

Tang Sihai was already familiar with all of this.

The last time he escaped from the Ye family, he immediately took a boat to Tahiti and lived on an almost completely isolated island, fearing that charlie would track him down. At that time, just a small use of spiritual energy from charlie would have been enough to make him reveal all their secrets.

Although this was the first time Jingqing fully understood the danger, he still spoke with a resolute expression. “Don’t worry, Sister Sun. Though I have embraced Buddhism, my wife’s commands come before all else. If I fail, I will vanish from this world and never use the name Jingqing again.”

Sister Sun nodded in approval, her tone serious. “The three of us owe both the master and the madam a great debt. We’ve followed the madam for many years and witnessed the hardships she’s endured in resisting the Poqing Society. Fortunately, the young master has now become a true dragon—it’s no longer impossible to eliminate the Poqing Society. Though he’s long broken free from his early constraints, he still can’t let go of that one emotional tie. Whether or not we can sever his final chains depends on us.”

Then she turned to Tang Sihai and said, “It depends on you, Sihai, more than anyone.”

Tang Sihai’s expression stiffened. Tears welled up in his eyes as he choked with emotion. “Don’t worry, Sister Sun. Even if I have to bang my head against Miss Xiao’s to prove my sincerity, I’ll make her agree!”

Sister Sun scolded, “What kind of foolish idea is that?! Madam instructed us to appeal to her with emotion and reason—no threats, no coercion, no guilt-tripping. That way, Madam can face the young master with a clear conscience in the future.”

Tang Sihai nodded solemnly. “Understood, Sister Sun. I was too impulsive—I didn’t think it through.”

Sister Sun shook her head with a helpless smile, then reminded him, “The burden today falls mostly on you. Just speak to Miss Xiao with sincerity and truth. I believe, given her character, she’ll consider the bigger picture.”

Just after seven o’clock, Xiao Churan had already parked her car in the lot outside Qixia Temple.

Sun Mengmeng had arrived earlier.

She recognized Xiao Churan’s car, ran toward it, waved, and called out, “Boss Xiao!”

Xiao Churan got out of the car and asked, “When did you get here? I was just about to message you on WeChat.”

“Not long ago,” Sun Mengmeng replied with a smile. “Boss Xiao, we should hurry—lots of people have already gone in.”

Xiao Churan asked curiously, “It’s not a festival today. Why are so many people at Qixia Temple this early in the morning?”

Sun Mengmeng smiled and said, “Qixia Temple is always popular. On holidays, people even line up overnight just to get in early and burn incense.”

Xiao Churan nodded. “So, what’s our plan? Master Jingqing is so well-known. We’ll probably have to wait in line to see him, right?”

Sun Mengmeng said mysteriously, “Master Jingqing has a unique approach—everything is left to fate. Qixia Temple is huge, and no one knows exactly where he’ll be. But if you’re destined, someone will guide you to him.”

“Huh?” Xiao Churan asked in surprise. “That sounds a bit mystical. What if I don’t see him—wouldn’t that be a wasted trip?”

Sun Mengmeng laughed. “That’s why it depends on your affinity with Buddha. Only those with that connection will receive the Buddha’s blessing.”

With that, she cheerfully took Xiao Churan’s arm and said with a grin, “Come on, President Xiao. You’re beautiful and kind—I’m sure you have strong Buddha affinity. I’ll ride your luck today!”

Xiao Churan smiled helplessly. “I was hoping to ride your luck. Alright, let’s go. Maybe we both share a Buddhist destiny!”