Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 795: Chapter 113: Only for the Sake of the Beauty (Part 2)

In a sense, Xiao Xian and Yezi are the same type of people. In their hearts, a friend’s friend is a friend, and a friend’s enemy is an enemy. However, Zhou Ziang is Xiao Xian’s "different gender" friend, so this universal "friend definition" had to be slightly discounted.

Especially when he thought about how miserable he had been, unconscious for an afternoon, while the other party sat comfortably in a coffee-scented office, Yezi couldn’t help but feel slight pangs of jealousy.

"It’s nothing compared to the Dream Beast image you just conjured," Zhou Ziang maintained an audacious, impassive demeanor, almost annoyingly so, making Yezi fume with rage.

Just as he was about to retaliate, his phone cheerfully rang, and upon seeing the caller ID, it just had to be Xu Lan Ya.

If he answered, wouldn’t he be handing the opponent a handle against him? Yezi simply chose not to pick up. But this time, Xu Lan Ya seemed determined, intent on making Yezi answer.

Yezi had no choice but to step out of Zhou Ziang’s office and take the call in the hospital corridor.

"Ah Ye, where have you been? Hmph, you deceived me so bitterly," Xu Lan Ya’s resentful and coquettish reproach left Yezi momentarily speechless. "Why so quiet? Guilty conscience, perhaps? I ran into your father, Li Quqi, and he told me everything about you."

Hearing Yezi speechless on the other end, Xu Lan Ya softened her demeanor and said tenderly, "It’s actually not a big deal. In this day and age, who cares about minority backgrounds? Besides, hasn’t it always been said that Manchu and Han are one family?"

Faced with Xu Lan Ya’s monologue, Yezi was astonished at how she could have encountered Li Quqi, while quickly strategizing a response in his mind. Few days earlier, Xu Lan Ya had mentioned wanting to visit some jewelry exhibition, and as coincidence would have it, she likely went to the International Jewelry Exhibition at the National Convention and Exhibition Center.

It’s quite possible that he had just left the exhibition center that morning and Xu Lan Ya arrived at the Miao Silver booth shortly after.

Yezi mused, luck was certainly not on his side. Now that Xu Lan Ya knew his true identity, it was not something Yezi was pleased about. The people from the Xu Family and Xu Lan Ya were not kind, and he planned to inform his family carefully. The thought of explaining this complicated mess to his parents gave Yezi a headache, making him even more disdainful of Xu Lan Ya for her self-assured charm.

After brushing off Xu Lan Ya with a few perfunctory exchanges, Yezi returned to Zhou Ziang’s office.

"I came to ask who you really are and what your intentions are beside Xiao Xian," Yezi stretched, his knuckles cracking audibly.

"As an unmarried man, I think my intentions with her are as ’pure’ as yours," Zhou Ziang took a sip of coffee, just the right temperature for drinking.

"What the hell are you saying? Pure? Don’t compare yourself to me, we are not the same! I’ve known Xiao Xian since childhood; it’s only natural for me to care for her," Yezi wished to portray himself as a freshly processed sheet of white paper—pure as can be.

Unfortunately, sitting across from him was a devious man darker than ink, and upon hearing Yezi’s incoherent rebuttal—which seemed worse than not explaining—Zhou Ziang tapped a finger on the desk, "Then take your ’naturally’ back, the first twelve years belong to you, and all the rest belong to me."

With a loud crash, papers from the desk scattered between them. Yezi’s fists clenched tightly, the chilling cold evident at his knuckles, with veins pulsing dormant like they might burst anytime.

"Before you do anything, weigh your own worth. Do you even realize that the thought troubling your mind now, much like when you forcibly guided the Dream Beast into Xiao Que’s dream this afternoon, could cause worry to Xiao Xian?" Zhou Ziang’s words struck directly at Yezi’s nerve, now inflamed by rage.

Xiao Xian would be worried? Yezi couldn’t help but recall the tired face of a young girl leaning on the bed’s edge, and the body in his arms that seemed as though it might disappear any moment, causing his heart to freeze over with an icy solidity, neutralizing his anger.

In these years, what kind of life had Xiao Xian been leading? If he had known it was so hard, he would have rushed to Beijing to take her far away.

Yezi lowered his head, "You’re right, no matter what your intention is by approaching Xiao Xian, one thing is certain, we both want her protected from those people’s harm, her worries and suffering removed."

"Now that you understand, on the cupboard one meter to your left, there is instant coffee and tea leaves, choose one, sit down, and we need to exchange information we each have," Zhou Ziang maintained a calm demeanor throughout, making Yezi feel like he was being toyed with.

Yet he couldn’t think of any retort, indeed, Yezi being close to Xu Lan Ya could lead to more information on the domestic Cultivation World.

Whereas Zhou Ziang’s intertwined connections with Mengshan Company could provide him firsthand international Cultivation World news.

Only by working together could they even begin to ease the challenges Xiao Xian would face.

The night proceeded silently, the clock on the office wall ticking away. Amidst the quiet tension, two young men of distinct styles and personalities sat across each other, their expressions varied. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)