Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 218 - 218 215 Warmth

Chapter 218: Chapter 215 Warmth Chapter 218: Chapter 215 Warmth “Then let’s go outside, find a place where no one is.”

Jiang Yan: …

He couldn’t ask for more!

He decided that his house definitely needed a liquor cabinet, filled with red, white, and beer.

But the noise at the entrance had not yet ended, with almost everyone originally seated at the dining table or in the living room having gone to see the commotion, blocking the exit tightly, definitely not a way out.

Jiang Yan glanced toward the yard where no one was.

He quietly got up, took their coats, and before he could propose his plan, Mu Jiawen had already steadily walked through the living room, gently slid open the glass door, and then turned to look at Jiang Yan, her gaze seeming to say: What are you dawdling for? Come over quickly!

Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, then quickly walked over.

Once in the yard, he hurriedly helped her put on her coat while deliberately asking, “You want to go out from here? How?”

“Do I need to say it?” Mu Jiawen’s dark eyes fixed on him, “Isn’t it wall climbing? Isn’t that what you often do?”

Jiang Yan: …

He tapped her forehead with his finger, “Remembering something from so long ago? Let’s go.”

The wall of the first-floor yard wasn’t very high, originally adorned with all sorts of flowers, but now that the weather was cold, Mu Chenyan had moved the flower pots into the glasshouse.

Jiang Yan effortlessly climbed up to the edge and jumped on top, then extended his hand to pull Mu Jiawen up, and he jumped down first, then spread his arms to catch a full embrace of Mu Jiawen coming down.

It was only eight o’clock in the evening, and although it was quite cold outside, there were still occasionally people who had just eaten and came out for a walk.

The two of them held hands, pretending to stroll, and when they reached a secluded spot along the pebble path, Jiang Yan paused and turned to look at Mu Jiawen.

“Here?”

The girl with pale skin and pitch-black eyes looked serious, tilting her head as she looked at him, not showing a trace of drunkenness. But the words that came out immediately gave her away, “Close your eyes, the book says that when you kiss, you must close your eyes!”

Jiang Yan: …

He turned to face her, one arm around her waist, one hand at the back of her head, and leaned down to kiss the girl’s soft and slightly cool lips…

After a while, Jiajia was panting and resting in Jiang Yan’s arms, her fair cheeks flushed, and her black eyes slightly bewildered.

This feeling… wasn’t quite what the book described.

Jiang Yan’s coat wasn’t buttoned up, so he opened both sides and wrapped her in his embrace, warming both her and himself!

….

The two did not stay outside for too long, by the time they returned, the noisy scene at the entrance had already ended.

From the beginning to the end, they didn’t care who had come and what they wanted to do.

Mu Chenyan and the three brothers would handle it anyway, and Jiajia was too lazy to ask.

Besides, she now couldn’t even remember to ask.

The two returned to the spot where they had climbed the wall, as usual, Jiang Yan went up first, then reached down to pull Jiajia up. But as Jiang Yan was about to jump down, he suddenly stopped.

The pair stayed crouched atop the wall, looking at the group of people standing in the yard.

The kiss from before had left Jiang Yan feeling so light that he thought he could fly, still savoring it all the way back up to now, to the point of not noticing the people in the yard when climbing the wall.

He hadn’t noticed, and Mu Jiawen had noticed even less.

The blush on her face was not so obvious under the dim lights of the yard, and her eyes were always so dark, they showed no signs of drunkenness. Now crouching on the wall, she didn’t feel anything amiss. She was returning to her own house, couldn’t she climb the wall?

What were the people below looking at?

But, remembering that they were guests after all, she very formally and politely suggested, “If you’re feeling stuffed, you could go for a walk.”

Having said that, she turned her head to urge Jiang Yan, “Jump down.”

Under the gazes of everyone, Jiang Yan calmly jumped down, and turned to catch her as she descended.

Watching the two of them go in, Ning Ping quickly patted Tang Meng beside her, whispering, “Those two… Isn’t it obvious? Xiaosi and this boy, called Jiang Yan, right, could they be…?”

Wasn’t it clear?

At this point, everyone started to realize why this boy had gone to such lengths to prepare a full table of dishes at Xiaosi’s birthday banquet. It turned out…

Yu Zongmei asked Yu Xinrui, “What’s Jiang Yan’s family like? Do you know anything about it?”

Yu Xinrui shook her head, “I’m not sure. But he was able to get into Beijing University on his own, so his future prospects must not be too bad. Even if his family isn’t that well off, what does it matter?”

The others knew she was telling the truth, but still felt a bit sour inside, especially Tang Meng. She quite liked Xiaosi and had thought about pairing him up with her own son to see if they could become family.

What a pity…

“Right, someone should have stopped them.”

The group had been so shocked that they had forgotten there was a serious conversation going on in the living room.

When Mu Jiawen slid open the glass door to come in, Yu Zekun was passionately explaining himself to Mu Chenyan.

At the sudden sight of his younger daughter, the words he was about to speak got stuck in his throat. He looked at Xiaosi and opened his mouth to say, “Xiaosi…”

Mu Jiawen glanced at him indifferently and passed through the living room to head upstairs.

Jiang Yan followed, facing the questioning gazes of the Yu brothers, calmly explained, “She just said it was too noisy here and went outside for a bit.”

After saying this, he also quickly followed up the stairs.

Yu Zekun turned and looked at Jiang Yan’s retreating figure, frowning as he asked, “Who is he? Why is he with Xiaosi?”

Yu Heng sighed, “Dad, that’s not for you to worry about. Today is Xiaosi’s birthday, and it’s the first time in many years we’re celebrating it for her. You come here and make a scene, do you think that’s appropriate?”

“What do you mean I’m making a scene? If your mom had been reasonable and let me in to celebrate your sister’s birthday, would I be making a fuss?”

Yu Ci scoffed coldly, “Why wouldn’t my mom let you in? Don’t you know why?”

“Yu Ci…”

“So annoying, do whatever you want, I don’t care anymore!”

As Yu Ci spoke, he got up to go upstairs, but before leaving, he cast a side glance at Yu Heng and Yu Feng, wondering what was going on with the two of them.

Xiaosi and that guy upstairs alone, and they’re just at ease with it?

No, he had to go and check on them right away.

The bedroom door of Mu Jiawen’s room on the second floor was wide open. When Yu Ci entered, he saw Jiang Yan helping Xiaosi take off her socks, and his eyes widened in question, “What are you doing?”

Hed had already sensed this guy had ulterior motives. Look at that, caught him red-handed, didn’t I?

There in their home, he had the audacity to help Xiaosi undress!

He strode forward, about to reach out to pull Jiang Yan away when he saw his sister lying sprawled out on the bed with her eyes closed, asleep. He halted in his tracks.

She fell asleep just like that, in such a short time?

Jiang Yan was quite helpless too. He had planned to give her a kiss after getting upstairs, but who knew the girl would lie on the bed, close her eyes, and fall asleep right away?

His speed caught him completely off guard.

Downstairs, Yu Zekun eventually put down two sandalwood boxes and left.

One contained a pair of blood-red jade bracelets and the other a pair of emerald jade pendants, both heirlooms handed down through the Yu family. Considering their age and the quality of the jade, their value was immeasurable.

Logically speaking, this gesture of sincerity should have been enough, at least that’s what Yu Zongmei thought.

But to Mu Chenyan, these gifts were just a nuisance. She knew Yu Zekun all too well. By giving these two things, he probably thought in his mind, ‘Look, I’ve given Xiaosi the priceless family heirlooms, if you still hold onto the past and don’t forgive me, then the fault is yours.’

He always thought so highly of himself.

….

The villa in Yulong District was left to Yu Zekun, because living there alone was too empty and lonely, so he spent most of his time in Jade City.

He returned to Beijing today because Yu Zongmei told him that Xiaosi had arranged her birthday banquet in advance. If he still wanted to reconcile with Mu Chenyan and restore a normal relationship with his four children, he’d better come up with some impressive gifts for Xiaosi.

He could have arrived at Qinghe Garden earlier, but his car broke down halfway through the trip, delaying him until after eight o’clock.

And then, to be turned away at the door, one could imagine how infuriated Yu Zekun felt inside.

After leaving Qinghe Garden, Yu Zekun took a taxi back to Yulong District.

Upon arrival, as he stepped out of the taxi and was about to walk inside the villa, he looked up inadvertently and stopped short.

He looked surprised at the lit window on the second floor’s west side, thinking, ‘Has the house been burgled?’