"It's not uncommon for we Chinese to look like our parents and our parents to look like theirs. I look like my mother. People usually say that we look like we could be sisters and not mother and daughter." She shrugged, "Maybe you shouldn't worry too much about it, but if it continues to bother you then, you can look into it. But I have to warn you rich people have a lot of money and they can bury a lot of shit if they wanted to or felt threatened enough. i don't know how you Americans do things in America but here in China money talks, if you know what I mean." She couldn't see why it bothered Milo, but she had never questioned Yi Long, never having a reason to although she was the kind of person who believed in the innate goodness of a person versus the other way around. "Milo, what I mean is just because I don't think there is anything wrong or amiss doesn't mean that you can't follow your gut. What I don't see, you might be able to see the flaw in it."<br/><br/><br/>She sighed and moved around to do the dishes and clean up a little bit more while they talked and deliberate. "Science can explain certain things but Milo there are things in this world that science cannot explain and when science fails the supernatural takes over and one's cultural beliefs often falls into that category but it serves a purpose and may actually be the truth. I believe in reincarnation, though I cannot remember any of my past lives. That would be something huh? What if i was a Chinese princess doomed to marry a prince in an alliance without any say in her future. Of course if I was a princess I'd just go along with it." She shook her head, "I rather be like a detective fighting crime." She laughed at her foolish thought. "i was probably some peasant girl working the fields every day of her life."<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Wuqing threw her bowl of rice against the wall shattering the clay bowl and spilling it's contents. Today was not a good day for her and she was throwing a huge fit over the smallest inconsistency. She was livid, she was embarrassed, she was throwing a fit because she did not want to cry. Lin An Bo had refused to see her for the seventh day in a row and then that morning she accidentally overheard gossip concerning Lengxie and her, and the women were right about her. how could she ever think that he would see her like she was a complete woman? Even Lin An Bo stopped talking to her. Wuqing was alone again.