Chapter 338 Preparing to Go to South Korea

Mom Yang held up the heavy box and gently opened the lid—in an instant, it felt as if light burst forth in her hands.

In her hands, a massive sapphire centerpiece was surrounded by countless perfectly cut diamonds, set like stars surrounding the moon.

The design of the entire jewelry set retained classical elegance and nobility while incorporating modern, avant-garde fashion.

"Oh my… this…" Mom Yang's eyes widened instantly, and her breath stalled for a moment.

Beautiful! It was truly too beautiful!

That sense of luxury and artistry rushed towards her; it was definitely no ordinary item!

But… with her experience, she couldn't immediately recognize which brand or collection this was.

She forced herself to remain calm, gently set down the box, and immediately took out her phone. She snapped a few clear photos of the dazzling jewelry from different angles, then began to search.

A few seconds later, the search results popped up.

When Mother Yang saw the information displayed on her phone screen, she stood frozen on the spot, as if cast under a petrification spell, looking as though she had seen something unbelievable.

The phone screen clearly displayed: "Cartier… Tears of the Stars Set… Legendary Treasure… Private Collection…"

Starting price: 300 million!

Mom Yang felt her brain go "buzz" and then completely blank.

She turned her head and looked at her daughter on the bed, who was wearing an expression of watching a good show.

Her face was filled with extreme shock and… intense suspicion!

My God!

A jewelry set worth hundreds of millions was just casually gifted to her daughter like that?!

She looked Yang Mi up and down, scrutinizing her carefully as if meeting her daughter for the first time.

This is my daughter, right?

She is quite pretty and her career is quite successful, but that shouldn't be enough to make a super-rich person who can casually give away hundreds of millions in jewelry fall so deeply in love, right?

What kind of eccentric person would have such… hmm, "unique" taste?!

Yang Mi watched her mom's dull expression, feeling extremely satisfied.

That's for bragging earlier; do you know how impressive it is now?

However, she soon noticed that her mom's gaze wasn't quite right.

It wasn't just shock; it was mixed with an extremely complex look of suspicion as she scanned her up and down.

"Mom? You… what kind of look is that?" Yang Mi asked, feeling a bit creeped out and confused.

Mom Yang didn't answer directly. Instead, she took several deep breaths, her tone filled with deep confusion: "Mimi… I suspect that man's taste… might have some… hmm, unique aspects? How could he… how could he possibly like you?"

Yang Mi: "!!!"

This sentence was like a sharp sword, fiercely stabbing into Yang Mi's chest, almost making her spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Depressed, she grabbed her pillow to cover her face and let out a wail: "Mom—! Am I even your biological daughter?! Is that any way to talk?!"

Mom Yang, as if she hadn't heard her daughter's protest, remained immersed in her own logic.

She muttered to herself: "I really can't figure it out… What does he see in you? Is it because you're older? Because you're divorced? Because you're too busy with work to be home?…"

This series of soul-searching questions hit like critical strikes, leaving Yang Mi feeling utterly devastated.

Just as Yang Mi was so depressed she wanted to bang her head against a wall, she suddenly remembered Jiang Jing's assessment of her…

Two blushes involuntarily flew to her cheeks. She sat up abruptly, puffed out her chest, and loudly announced to her still-skeptical mom:

"He just likes me! He likes me for who I am! Is that not allowed?!"

...

The plain and comfortable days passed by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for Jiang Jing to accompany Lee Ji-yeon to South Korea.

When Zhou Wanqin and Lin Hong learned that Jiang Jing was really going abroad, and the destination was the headquarters of the clearly ill-intentioned Yixing Group, their brows immediately furrowed.

"Jiang Jing, have you really thought this through?" Zhou Wanqin asked with a serious expression and a grave tone.

"Your identity is special, and many things in your hands could drive foreign forces crazy."

"Within the borders of Dragon Country, the state has the full capability to ensure your safety, but once you go abroad, our protection forces will be severely restricted, many methods cannot be deployed, and the risk… is too great!"

Lin Hong also nodded vigorously from the side, adding: "That's right! Those guys might not succeed openly, but they will likely resort to underhanded tactics!"

"Poisoning, kidnapping, staging accidents… on someone else's turf, it's hard for us to ensure total safety."

"For the sake of your safety, we suggest you cancel this trip, or let Lee Ji-yeon go back to handle her family matters alone."

They were genuinely worried about Jiang Jing's safety.

As personal bodyguards, they knew better than anyone how important Jiang Jing was to Dragon Country, and there could not be any mishaps.

Jiang Jing listened to their dissuasion, understanding that they had his best interests at heart.

But was he afraid?

Absolutely not!

With the trump cards he currently possessed, as long as he wasn't getting hit directly in the face by a nuclear bomb, it would be hard to die.

He absolutely had the capital to roam around and experience the "local customs" of different countries.

For example… observing those world-famous girl groups in South Korea up close, or having the opportunity to have an in-depth exchange about art would be even better.

Of course, these true thoughts absolutely could not be spoken aloud.

A mysterious smile appeared on his face.

Looking at Zhou Wanqin and Lin Hong, he said in a vague yet suggestive tone: "Wanqin, Lin Hong, I understand your intentions."

"However, since you both know that I am very good at inventing and have created quite a few epoch-making things…"

He paused deliberately, leaving them plenty of room for imagination, and then continued: "Then, do you think I wouldn't consider my own safety issues? Do you think I wouldn't have prepared some… small safeguards?"

These words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up waves in the hearts of Zhou Wanqin and Lin Hong.

The two women looked at each other and saw shock and suspicion in each other's eyes.

Could it be… that this man, besides those public technologies, had secretly invented some incredible personal protective equipment?

Something that could ensure he remains safe and sound even in extreme environments?

Thinking of Jiang Jing's monstrous research capabilities, this was not impossible…