Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 522 - 522 517 Safe Appearance

Chapter 522: Chapter 517 Safe Appearance Chapter 522: Chapter 517 Safe Appearance Jiang Yan didn’t need to caution him, but, as soon as he did, Jiang Fengwei’s mind became even more muddled.

He didn’t understand a word his son had said.

He was now somewhat regretful, knowing he should have asked about Jiajia’s biological parents in detail before. Instead, he found himself completely unaware of her family and their relationships.

But now it was clearly too late to ask. As he watched Uncle Meng walk inside while gesturing for him to come in, he had to lower his voice in a rush and ask Jiang Yan, “So, what am I supposed to do later?”

“… Just wing it.”

Jiang Fengwei: …

No, seriously, you graduated from Beijing University, how can your communication skills be so poor?

What does ‘just wing it’ mean? How do I even do that?

He turned his head to look at Mu Jiawen.

However, Mu Jiawen clearly had no intention of going inside, especially after seeing Yu Zekun come out. The faint smile on her face disappeared; she waved emotionlessly at Uncle Meng, “Grandpa Meng, Jiang Yan and I won’t go inside; we want to take a walk outside.”

After that, she said to Jiang Fengwei, “Uncle Jiang, you have fun here. We’ll come to pick you up after our stroll.”

Then, the two of them actually left hand in hand, not giving Jiang Fengwei any chance to react or speak.

These two bear children!

What are you trying to do by leaving me here like this?

Meanwhile, Uncle Meng walked out from the courtyard, watching Mu Jiawen’s receding figure with a helpless sigh. Ah, it seems this child really doesn’t plan on forgiving her father.

“Uncle Meng, who is this…?”

Yu Zekun had also come out by now. Since Mu Jiawen had left quite swiftly, he only had a vague impression that it was Xiaosi, so his first move was to look out onto the street.

Indeed…

He didn’t say anything else, he’d grown accustomed to Mu Jiawen’s attitude towards him. Thus, he quickly turned his attention to Jiang Fengwei.

Uncle Meng hurriedly introduced, “This is Xiaojiang’s dad.”

He then introduced Yu Zekun to Jiang Fengwei, “This is Xiaosi’s dad.”

At this point, Jiang Fengwei was still a bit confused, but he had roughly understood that “Xiaosi” mentioned by Uncle Meng was indeed Jiajia.

It should be like this, right?

So, these two bear children didn’t even clear things up before leaving, making him have to guess what others were saying.

Although Yu Zekun wasn’t too satisfied with Jiang Yan at the beginning, what use was his satisfaction or lack of it?

His own daughter doesn’t recognize him, would she listen to his opinion?

From an angle Jiang Fengwei couldn’t see, Uncle Meng shot Yu Zekun a stern glance, the meaning clear: treat this guest well. No matter what, he’s Xiaosi’s future father-in-law. Your daughter might not call you Dad, but she will call him Dad.

So, a somewhat trepidatious Jiang Fengwei was warmly invited into the Yu Family’s beautiful garden-like mansion, and luckily had the home owner accompany him around the not open to public garden and also visited the Yu Family’s carving collection room…

On the other hand, Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen were unaffected and strolled down the street, even buying candied hawthorns; each of them had one skewer to eat.

Their expressions were very relaxed and content.

It was as if they had completely pushed Jiang Fengwei to the back of their minds.

Not long after, Jiang Yan received a new message on his phone. He casually took it out for a glance, then suddenly froze, calling out to Mu Jiawen in a hurry, “Yu Hang replied to my message.”

Mu Jiawen also stopped in her tracks and leaned in to look at the phone with him. “Did you find him?”

Both of them were quite curious as to why Yu Hang had gone out of contact, but clearly, the text message wouldn’t give them a complete answer. It contained only three simple words that couldn’t be simpler, “I’m fine!”

“Call him and ask if he’s seen Zhu Jin,” she said.

Zhu Jin had taken a flight to go there in the morning; by now, she would definitely have already arrived.

Jiang Yan called Yu Hang, and after just one ring, the call was connected. But the voice of Yu Hang that came through the phone was unusually hoarse, “Jiang Yan, I’ve got something going on here, I’ll call you back later.”

To prevent him from hanging up, Jiang Yan quickly asked, “Did you see Zhu Jin?”

“…She came?”

“Took a flight this morning.”

Then the phone was hung up, and the busy tone beeped inside it.

Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen exchanged glances and at the same time, they both let out a sigh of relief. No matter what, it was good that he was safe.

Now they were no longer worried about what might happen to Zhu Jin; after all, the person they were looking for had safely appeared, and she was sure to be alright too.

With that matter set aside, they felt even more relaxed.

After touring the ancient city’s night scenery and taking a boat ride of about fifteen minutes, it was almost nine o’clock by the time they went to pick up Jiang Fengwei from the old house.

…

Meanwhile, at the entrance of a hotel in South City, a weary Yu Hang, carrying a backpack, had just stepped out of a taxi.

Inside the hotel, Zhu Jin, who had been staring unwaveringly outside, leapt up from the sofa and practically trotted to the door before crashing into Yu Hang’s arms.

Holding her, Yu Hang buried his face in her neck and took a deep breath, his voice still hoarsely saying, “Let’s go inside and then talk.”

The truth was, he hadn’t bathed in a week; not to mention the unpleasant scent of his body, his white T-shirt was wrinkled and dingy; it was hard to discern its original color.

His hair was greasy and stuck to his scalp, miserably uncomfortable.

So, as soon as he entered the room Zhu Jin had booked here, Yu Hang immediately tossed his backpack onto the carpet and turned to enter the bathroom.

After taking a good shower, Yu Hang finally let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if he had finally come back to life.

“What exactly happened?”

Zhu Jin had ordered two bowls of seafood porridge and a few side dishes from the hotel to be brought to the room. As Yu Hang emerged from the bathroom, they started eating, and she couldn’t help asking curiously.

To be honest, dangerous and frightening situations like disappearances, kidnappings, incarcerations, or even homicides, she felt were only found in TV shows and movies; ordinary people like them would never encounter such things in reality.

Of course, this was because she wasn’t aware of the experiences Mu Jiawen had gone through as a child; had she known, she definitely wouldn’t think this way.

Yu Hang put down his empty bowl, patting his satisfied belly, leaned back in his chair, and looked at Zhu Jin, saying, “To tell you something without any exaggeration, it was a matter of life and death, you were almost unable to see me again.”

He had followed his teacher here on a business trip, and everything had originally gone smoothly, with their task even being completed ahead of schedule. And so, their disappearance for a whole week went unnoticed, as the TV station in South City thought they had returned to Beijing, while Beijing believed they were delayed and still in South City.

So, no one from either institution noticed anything amiss.

His teacher wasn’t married and didn’t have a girlfriend, so it was normal for him not to be in touch with his parents for a week.

Yu Hang and Zhu Jin, on the other hand, called each other every day, but they had quarreled just a few days before his trip, and he hadn’t mentioned his departure to her prior, thinking to cool off first. When he would return from the trip, he planned to buy some rare little gifts from South City to appease her.

If Zhu Jin hadn’t taken it upon herself to reach out to him first, they might have had to wait until he and his teacher escaped before calling the police for anyone to realize they had mysteriously disappeared.