The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 298. Mr. Fu Applies for Transfer Back (20 Updates)

Chapter 298: 298. Mr. Fu Applies for Transfer Back (20 Updates)

Fu Hengyi’s holiday had ended, and today he had to rush back to his unit. From the moment he got up in the morning, his gaze hadn’t strayed from Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan laughed, "Fu Hengyi, if you don’t leave soon, they’ll start to get anxious." The person who came to pick up Fu Hengyi had already been waiting outside for half an hour.

Fu Hengyi reached out and touched Shen Qinglan’s face, "I have to go now, take good care of yourself while I’m not here."

Shen Qinglan nodded, "I know, you also take good care of yourself. The children and I will be waiting at home for your return."

Fu Hengyi leaned over and hugged Shen Qinglan, but eventually, he left reluctantly.

Shen Qinglan didn’t go out to send him off, she stood inside the house listening as the sound of the car engine faded away.

**

After Fu Hengyi returned to his unit, he went to the leader’s office and placed an application on the leader’s desk, which sent the leader into a fury.

"Fu Hengyi, what is this about? You’re applying to be transferred back to the Beijing Military Region? Have you lost your mind?"

He was about to retire from his position, and Fu Hengyi was set to succeed him. Given Fu Hengyi’s capabilities, this position would merely be a stepping stone to higher achievements.

Fu Hengyi remained composed, "I have given this considerable thought. I’m getting older, and my physical strength isn’t what it used to be. It’s time to give others a chance."

"Bullshit," the leader couldn’t help but curse, "You’re blinded by familial affection, forgetting who you are."

Fu Hengyi was only 32 years old, the prime time for a man.

Fu Hengyi didn’t argue with the leader, tacitly admitting the significant influence Shen Qinglan had on his decision.

"Leader, I know I’m a soldier, and I have my duties, but I’m also a husband and soon to be a father. I don’t want my child to not recognize me when I come home and to ask me, ’Uncle, who are you looking for?’"

The leader was startled by this, having experienced such a scenario himself. He had been in this unit since his daughter was born, and when the Sharp Blade Unit was just established, he hardly had time to go home. It was common to only see his wife once a year, and when his daughter started talking, he went home to find her playing at the door. He wanted to hug her, but she wouldn’t let him, even asking, "Uncle, who are you looking for?"

The leader felt a deep heartache then, and even though many years had passed and his daughter had grown up, he vividly remembered that moment.

"Hengyi, I understand your feelings and concerns, but this unit also has your blood, sweat, and tears, and brothers who have faced life and death with you. Are you truly willing to leave them?"

Fu Hengyi was reluctant, but he still insisted on his decision, "There’s no feast that doesn’t come to an end. Those who have to leave will eventually leave."

Seeing the leader about to speak, Fu Hengyi continued, "Leader, I love my job and my country. I’m not thinking of retiring or changing professions, only requesting a transfer to the Beijing Military Region."

The leader was silent for a long time before finally speaking softly, "I will keep this report with me. I’ll give you a month. If you still stand by your decision then, I will approve it."

Fu Hengyi didn’t object, turned, and left the leader’s office, first catching up on the recent recruit training before starting to plan the next stage of training tasks.

**

In Nancheng.

When Yan Anbang returned home, Qin Yan was cooking in the kitchen. Seeing him, she said tenderly, "You’re back just in time. I’ve made your favorite dishes, go wash your hands and let’s eat."

Yan Anbang looked at the dishes on the table, his expression tender, "Why are you cooking yourself? Didn’t we hire a maid?"

"That maid was not good, so I let her go. I don’t have much to do during the day, and handling housework is quite nice. If I don’t feel like doing it, I can hire a hourly helper. It won’t be much of a bother."

As they moved the dishes to the dining table, Qin Yan spoke, "You try my cooking; it’s been a long time, and I’m a bit rusty."

Qin Yan had been a skilled cook in her youth, and Yan Anbang loved her cooking. Even though it had been many years since he last tasted it, the familiar flavor evoked deep, beautiful memories, softening his gaze all the more.

Qin Yan smiled warmly at him, looking at him expectantly, "Does it taste good? Has my cooking gotten worse?"

Yan Anbang shook his head, "Not at all, it’s very delicious, just like the old times."

Qin Yan gave him a helping of food with her chopsticks, "Eat more if you like it, I’m not sure if your taste has changed, I cooked it according to what I remember. If there is anything not good, just tell me, I’ll be more careful next time."

"It hasn’t changed, my taste has always stayed the same, it’s very good now, Yanyan, I never imagined that after all these years, you still remember my taste."

"I remember everything about you."

Moved in his heart, Yan Anbang felt even more guilty towards Qin Yan and held her hand, "Yanyan, I will definitely treat you well in the future, and we will grow old together."

Qin Yan patted the back of his hand, "I know, I know, let go now. We are already old, it’s embarrassing to be so mushy. Luckily, we are at home, or else we would be laughed at outside."

Yan Anbang withdrew his hand and smiled gently.

After they finished eating, Qin Yan washed up and came out to see Yan Anbang sitting on the sofa massaging his forehead, his brows tightly furrowed. Qin Yan’s eyes flickered slightly as she walked behind him, massaging his temples, "Why do you look so troubled, is something bothering you?"

Yan Anbang shook his head, "It’s nothing." He never talked about matters of the Military Region with his family, it had been the same with Zhao Jiaqing, and now it was the same with Qin Yan.

"By the way, Anbang, I was thinking about visiting Ya Xi when I have time, what do you think? It’s been so long since I’ve seen Ya Xi, I kind of miss her," Qin Yan tentatively asked.

"Better not to go. Ya Xi is living well abroad, and if you go and she creates a scene, it would be you who ends up embarrassed."

Qin Yan’s expression darkened, though Yan Anbang didn’t notice it, "I understand, then I won’t go." Her voice carried a hint of disappointment.

Yan Anbang patted the seat next to him, inviting her to sit, "It’s not that I don’t want you to be in touch with Ya Xi, but her condition is a bit special right now. She had been sick before and forgot some things, she doesn’t even know about her mom and I getting divorced. Ya Xi’s health has always been fragile, including her inherent asthma, I don’t want her to be further upset."

Qin Yan’s smile was forced as she tugged at the corner of her mouth, "I understand, Ya Xi has always disliked me, thinking I destroyed your relationship with Zhao Jiaqing, she has always hated me. I couldn’t imagine what would happen if I appeared in front of her. I understand all that you’ve said."

Yan Anbang patted Qin Yan’s hand, "Yanyan, I’m sorry for your suffering."

Qin Yan smiled, "I don’t feel aggrieved, I’m happy to be with you and become a true married couple. But I really do miss Ya Xi. Could you call Ya Xi, so that I can at least hear her voice?"

Seeing Yan Anbang looking at her, Qin Yan continued, "Ya Xi’s eyes and eyebrows resemble Mumu a bit. If Mumu were still alive, she might already be married by now. I can’t see Mumu, so seeing Ya Xi sort of fills that void for me."

Her candid and straightforward words only added to Yan Anbang’s heartache. Qin Yan had lost a lot of blood giving birth to Mumu, which damaged her physically, and she would never be able to have children. Mumu’s whereabouts were also unknown now, so Qin Yan’s attachment to Ya Xi was understandable.

Unable to refuse Qin Yan’s small request, Yan Anbang called Ya Xi, who was practicing self-defense at home. Zhao Jiaqing had hired a personal instructor who came to teach her every week.

"Daddy." Ya Xi’s cheerful voice came through the phone, making Yan Anbang’s mood brighten. Hearing her slightly breathless voice, he couldn’t help asking, "Xiao Xi, what are you doing, why are you panting?"

Ya Xi giggled, "Daddy, I was practicing women’s self-defense. Mom hired a personal instructor for me. Did you need something, Daddy?"

Yan Anbang feigned annoyance, "Can’t Daddy just miss you? Now you don’t even want to chat with Daddy?"

"Daddy, you know that’s not what I mean," Ya Xi grumbled. Even though he couldn’t see her, Yan Anbang could imagine Ya Xi’s expression.

Yan Anbang and Ya Xi chatted, and to let Qin Yan hear Ya Xi’s voice, he used the speakerphone. Qin Yan stared intensely at the phone in Yan Anbang’s hand, her eyes not blinking, filled with deep longing and sadness.

Yan Anbang sighed deeply, holding her hand to reassure her.

She reached for the teapot on the table to pour a cup of water, but got distracted and accidentally poured hot water over her hand. Qin Yan let out a cry of pain but quickly covered her mouth, looking helplessly at Yan Anbang.

"Daddy, what was that sound? I thought I heard a woman scream?" Ya Xi asked worriedly.

Yan Anbang, looking anxious but worried Ya Xi might overthink it, quickly explained, "I just turned on the TV; what you heard was from the TV."

Glancing at Qin Yan’s swollen hand, Yan Anbang said, "Xiao Xi, someone is knocking on the door, must be a visitor. Daddy needs to check, let’s stop chatting for now, and listen to Mom over there, alright?"

"Okay, Daddy, goodbye," Ya Xi ended the call.

Yan Anbang quickly took Qin Yan’s hand and rushed her towards the bathroom, rinsing her hand under the faucet, "You’re such an adult, yet still so careless."