People are writing diaries in Douluo, Bibi Dong is crazy about it

**Chapter 205: Completely Inconsistent with Memory**

Xiao Wu gently picked up Tang Wutong, sat down on a stone bench, and placed her on her lap.

She remembered how her mother used to comfort her in this way whenever she felt wronged. Hoping to ease Tang Wutong's distress, Xiao Wu stroked her hair, allowing her to cry out all the grievances she had kept bottled up.

Arou approached, curiosity in her eyes. "Little girl, what's your name? Why do you keep calling Xiao Wu your mother and me your grandmother?"

Tang Wutong hesitated, her small hands gripping Xiao Wu's sleeve. After a brief silence, she whispered, "Grandma, my name is Tang Wutong. People call me Xiaoqi. If I told you I came from ten thousand years in the future… would you believe me?"

She glanced up at Xiao Wu and cautiously added, "Mom, I swear I'm your daughter. I'm not lying. I really am…"

Xiao Wu smiled softly, running her fingers gently through Tang Wutong's hair.

"I believe you," she said warmly. "I don't know why, but I feel so close to you. If you aren't my daughter, then you must be a descendant of mine. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel such a strong bond with you."

Arou nodded, her smile tender. "Xiaoqi, I believe you too. There's something familiar about you. When I see you, it feels like I'm looking at Xiao Wu as a child."

She cupped Tang Wutong's cheek, her eyes brimming with affection as she stroked her hair gently.

Meanwhile, Ah Yin stood quietly, silently repeating the name "Tang Wutong" in her mind.

Tang… Wutong…

It felt oddly familiar. A sinking realization dawned on her—this child must be her and Tang Hao's granddaughter.

But confusion clouded her thoughts.

'How could that be possible? I'm already married to Zhao Ling. There's no way I could have married Tang Hao or given birth to Tang San… let alone have a granddaughter named Tang Wutong.'

Ah Yin's brow furrowed deeply.

And how did she end up traveling from ten thousand years in the future to the present day?

Of course, Ah Yin had no understanding of parallel universes or the mysterious system that Zhao Ling possessed. She couldn't fathom how the normal timeline from the Peerless Tang Sect could intersect with this altered world.

Her gaze drifted toward Zhao Ling.

'I could ask him… but if this involves his diary, that dog system won't allow me to bring it up.'

Ah Yin noticed how unfamiliar Tang Wutong's eyes were when they met her own, as if the girl didn't recognize her at all.

She doesn't even know she exist.

Shrugging, Ah Yin dismissed her thoughts.

If her sister Arou and Xiao Wu want to take care of her, she don't need to get involved.

Unless something happened that Arou and Xiao Wu couldn't handle, Ah Yin decided she'd leave it alone.

She approached Zhao Ling, glancing at Xiao Wu before asking casually, "By the way, husband… what did you give Xiao Wu? How did she suddenly transform and look like a teenager? It's incredible."

Zhao Ling chuckled, his gaze lingering on Xiao Wu's stunning figure before replying.

"It's called a Transformation Pill. It allows a soul beast nearing transformation to directly take human form—skipping childhood—and retains innate soul power at level 30."

"Wow… No wonder Xiao Wu's soul power is already level 30 after transforming. If she forms three soul rings, she'll almost reach level 40, won't she?"

Ah Yin's eyes sparkled with envy.

'If only I had that pill back then…'

Zhao Ling scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"Yeah, but I only had one. I just got it recently and decided to give it to Xiao Wu. I'm not sure if I can get more."

Of course, he carefully avoided mentioning his true motive—how much he had anticipated seeing Xiao Wu as a human.

Little did he know that his feelings were already laid bare in the diary copy.

Ah Yin had read everything.

'You can try to hide it, but I know exactly why you gave her that pill.'

She held back a smirk, fully aware of Zhao Ling's guilty conscience.

Meanwhile, Tang Wutong nestled against Xiao Wu.

She hadn't expected her mother and grandmother to believe her story without question.

Isn't this too easy?

Even in the Douluo God Realm, she had never heard of any god capable of sending someone ten thousand years into the past.

Mom couldn't do it. Aunt Rongrong, Aunt Zhuqing, and Uncle Mubai couldn't either. Not even the older gods could manage something like this.

And yet, her mother and grandmother acted as if this were completely normal.

A thought crept into Tang Wutong's mind.

Could it be… they also have a copy of that strange diary?

Maybe they had already known about her through the diary.

Her gaze drifted to Zhao Ling once again.

This man is strange.

Her mother, grandmother, and even her other grandmother—whom she didn't remember—seemed to follow his every word. They called him "Brother Ling" or "husband" with affection.

Is he the author of this diary? Zhao Ling…

Yet Tang Wutong had never heard of him before.

Her mother never mentioned Zhao Ling, and neither had Aunt Rongrong or Uncle Mubai.

Why didn't anyone tell her about him?

Even her mother's childhood stories were inconsistent.

Xiao Wu had once told her that Arou died young, leaving her to grow up alone in the Star Dou Forest.

At six years old, Xiao Wu left to attend Notting Academy, facing many hardships.

Later, at twelve, she transferred to Shrek Academy, where she met her lifelong friends—Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, and the others.

But now…

Mom has transformed years earlier than she said. She looks sixteen already.

Tang Wutong's brows furrowed.

Everything is different.

Her gaze softened as it lingered on Zhao Ling.

He's the one who changed everything.

Because of him, Grandma is still alive, and Mom isn't alone.

Gratitude welled up in Tang Wutong's heart as she looked at Zhao Ling.

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