The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 306. False Alarm (28 more updates)

Chapter 306: 306. False Alarm (28 more updates)

When Shen Qinglan returned, Chu Yunrong quickly approached her, "Qinglan, about Xi Yao..."

Shen Qinglan’s expression darkened, and Chu Yunrong instantly understood, tears streaming down her cheeks, "How could this happen to such a good child as Xi Yao? How could something have happened to her?"

Old Sir Shen’s face was gloomy, and he also felt regret. He looked at Shen Qinglan’s pale face and said gravely, "Lanlan, you must have not eaten properly in a long time. Go have some food first. No matter what, you should take care of the child inside you."

Shen Qinglan’s initial refusal was immediately swallowed back.

Knowing her family cared for her and that now was not the time to be headstrong, she replied, "Alright."

Sister-in-law Song served Shen Qinglan a bowl of noodles, which Shen Qinglan finished, then she went upstairs to rest, trusting that Old Sir Shen would speak to the Fu Family.

Shen Junyu and Wen Sihan were still waiting at the airport. The crashed plane had been located, and the identities of the victims confirmed. Now many relatives of the victims were watching their loved ones’ bodies being brought back to their home country.

Shen Junyu and Wen Sihan were no exception.

"Big brother, Jun Yu, what are you doing here?" Wen Xiyao’s voice suddenly appeared beside them. Shen Junyu was stunned, initially thinking he was hallucinating, but Wen Sihan had already stood up and embraced Wen Xiyao, "Xi Yao, you’re alright, that’s truly wonderful."

Shen Junyu came back to his senses, staring incredulously at the bright woman smiling gently at him.

"Wen Xiyao, won’t you embrace me?" she said, arms outstretched with a smile, tears glinting in her eyes for Shen Junyu, who usually cared so much about his appearance but now looked disheveled like a wandering beggar.

Shen Junyu hugged Wen Xiyao tightly, feeling the real warmth in his arms, finally believing it was not an illusion. Wen Xiyao was truly alright.

His grip was a bit strong, causing Wen Xiyao a bit of pain, but she said nothing, knowing her original flight had met with an accident. She realized Shen Junyu thought she was on that plane, assumed she was among those on board, which explained his current disarray.

"Jun Yu, I’m alright; I didn’t board the plane," Wen Xiyao softly explained, holding Shen Junyu.

"Why didn’t you answer my calls, why did you turn off your phone?" Shen Junyu shouted at her, eyes bloodshot.

Wen Xiyao was not upset at all, "My phone broke, I couldn’t turn it on, and I didn’t memorize any of your phone numbers, so I couldn’t contact anyone."

Shen Junyu stared intensely at her, then suddenly kissed her lips.

After a long while, Shen Junyu finally let her go.

"Xi Yao, what exactly happened?" Wen Sihan asked.

Wen Xiyao paused, then explained, "That day after I boarded the plane, I realized I had forgotten an important document, so I got off the plane, and then the plane crashed." Thinking about it still scared her now. If it wasn’t for her intention to finish reading the document on the plane, she might not have realized she forgot it and wouldn’t have left the plane. Then her name would have been on the list of victims today.

Shen Junyu held her tightly, "Fortunately, Wen Xiyao, fortunately, I didn’t lose you."

Wen Xiyao also felt relieved about the same fortune.

"Let’s leave this place first," Wen Sihan suggested.

The three of them left the airport. Shen Junyu had not slept for two days and hadn’t had a drop to drink; under these circumstances, it was naturally unsafe for him to drive. The three took a taxi back to Wen Xiyao’s residence, where Wen Xiyao ordered takeout.

"You go have a shower first," Wen Xiyao pushed Shen Junyu towards the bathroom, only to realize afterward that there were no clothes for Shen Junyu in her home. She looked at her brother helplessly.

Wen Sihan shrugged, "When I got the news you were in trouble, I rushed here directly from the office without bringing anything."

Wen Xiyao had no choice but to call her secretary to bring a set or two of clothes.

"Big brother, you should take a shower, too."

Wen Sihan nodded, having just been through a scare himself; he indeed needed some proper rest.

While the two men were showering, Wen Xiyao hurriedly called home. Mrs. Wen was still in the hospital. Only when she received Wen Xiyao’s call and heard her daughter’s voice did she believe that her daughter was alright.

"Oh, Xi Yao, you really scared mum to death. If something had happened to you, how could your mother go on living?" Mrs. Wen cried on the phone.

Wen Xiyao gently comforted her, "Mum, I’m sorry for making you worry. I should have called you sooner."

She hadn’t caught her original flight; Wen Xiyao had bought a ticket for the next flight, but after the plane crash, that next flight was canceled. She ended up buying a plane ticket to the country of Y and transferred back from there, which took quite some extra time.

"As long as you are alright, mum is relieved. Nothing else matters," Mrs. Wen said, now feeling truly alive.

After both Shen Junyu and Wen Sihan had showered, Wen Xiyao’s secretary had already delivered the clothes, and the takeout had also arrived.

Shen Junyu hadn’t had a drop of water for two days, and now he had no appetite at all when he saw food; he kept looking at Wen Xiyao during the meal, fearing that if he blinked, she would disappear.

"Big brother, Junyu, why don’t you both go in and sleep for a while?" Seeing their haggard appearance, Wen Xiyao felt very distressed.

"Now that I see you’re okay, I’m relieved," she continued, "I’ll go in and rest for a bit. Don’t forget to call mom and dad, and also Junyu’s family, Qinglan too. She was pregnant and waited for you at the airport for hours without even eating. I finally persuaded her to go back."

Wen Xiyao was moved and nodded, "I know."

Shen Junyu looked deeply at her.

"I’ll just be at home, not going anywhere; when you wake up, I promise you’ll see me first thing," Wen Xiyao said softly, knowing that she really frightened Shen Junyu this time.

Shen Junyu had been tense all along, but now he could finally relax; he was indeed very tired.

After they both had gone to sleep, Wen Xiyao called the Shen Family. Chu Yunrong answered the phone and immediately felt relieved when she heard that Wen Xiyao was all right, just a false alarm.

"Xi Yao, you’re coming to dinner at our house tonight, do you know?"

Knowing Chu Yunrong wouldn’t be at ease until she saw her, Wen Xiyao naturally agreed, "Okay, Auntie, I know; I’ll definitely come over tonight."

Shen Qinglan was relieved to know that Wen Xiyao was okay; if something had really happened to her, her brother would have been devastated.

"Sister Xi Yao, I’m so glad you’re okay."

"You worried about me, didn’t you? I heard from my big brother that you waited in the airport for hours; are you feeling alright?"

"I’m fine; now that you’re okay, my brother’s life is saved," Shen Qinglan remembered Shen Junyu’s pale face when he heard that no one survived the plane crash.

As Wen Xiyao listed to Shen Qinglan, her heart ached even more, and she silently blamed herself for not remembering Shen Junyu’s phone number. If she had contacted him in time, he wouldn’t have been so worried, and everyone wouldn’t have been so anxious.

When Shen Junyu woke up and didn’t see Wen Xiyao, he was scared and jumped out of bed, only relaxing when he saw Wen Xiyao sitting well in the living room.

Seeing him, Wen Xiyao felt a sour and astringent feeling in her heart, noticing he hadn’t even put on his shoes.

"Why did you get up so soon? Couldn’t you have slept a little longer?" Wen Xiyao pretended not to see his bare feet and asked with a smile.

Shen Junyu smiled faintly, "I couldn’t sleep anymore." He had had a nightmare where Wen Xiyao was in trouble, lying on the ground covered in blood, which had woken him up.

"I’ll go in and change," Shen Junyu said.

Wen Xiyao nodded.

In the evening, Shen Junyu took Wen Xiyao home for dinner, along with Wen Sihan.

"Xi Yao, you’re really okay, now I can truly rest easy," Chu Yunrong was relieved to see Wen Xiyao was fine.

Old Sir Shen smiled reassuringly, "It’s good that nothing happened, great indeed; survived a calamity to have good fortune."

Shen Qinglan had just come from the Fu Family and when she saw Wen Xiyao, she went up to hug her. Wen Xiyao said gently, "Thank you, Qinglan."

Wen Xiyao being okay was definitely a joyous occasion; Sister-in-law Song made plenty of delicious dishes to treat everyone.

**

That evening, when Shen Qinglan and Fu Hengyi were talking on the phone about the incident, she asked, "Can you sleep peacefully now?"

"Mhm, I was really worried after seeing my brother like that. If something had happened to Sister Xi Yao, I’m afraid my brother would have..." At this point, Shen Qinglan suddenly thought of the ancient saying "those deeply in love do not live long," perhaps that was what it meant.

"Fu Hengyi, let’s make a promise," Shen Qinglan began, "from now on, no matter which one of us faces trouble, the other must keep living well."

"You mustn’t talk nonsense," Fu Hengyi chided softly, "We’ll be fine, together until we’re old and gray."

"I’m just saying if."

"There’s no ’if,’ Shen Qinglan, you remember this," Fu Hengyi said dominatingly, "from the highest heavens to the deepest underworld, wherever you go, I go. You’ll never shake me off in this lifetime, so if you want me to live for a hundred years, then you must take good care of yourself."

Shen Qinglan’s eyes softened, "Mhm, for your long life, I will definitely live well."