Rebirth: What to do if you fall into a wolf's den

As night fell, the lights of the Imperial Capital Building were still bright. After Fang Boheng and his sister left, Xin Mujing and Helian Minxiao drove back here. Xin Mujing and Helian Minxiao walked side by side, taking heavy steps back to their common home.

When he opened the door, a cold wind blew in his face. The room was silent, and there was no longer Ji Yan's warm laughter and trotting footsteps. Xin Mujing stood at the door, his eyes swept across every corner, and the time he spent with Ji Yan flashed through his mind like slides.

"She is no longer waiting for us here." Xin Mujing's voice was low and hoarse.

Helian Minxiao didn't say anything. He walked silently to the wine cabinet, reached out and took out a bottle of red wine, then took out a few wine glasses and gently placed them on the coffee table.

"Drink something, maybe you'll feel better." There was a slight tremor in his voice.

Xin Mujing nodded and sat on the sofa. The two of them didn't say much, just poured the wine silently, and then raised the glass and drank it all. The bitterness of the red wine spread in their mouths, as if it could temporarily dilute the bitterness in their hearts.

In the dark room, there was only the sound of wine glasses clinking and the shallow breathing of the two people. They drank in silence and recalled the past days. The time they spent with Ji Yan was short but so beautiful, but now it can only become an eternal pain in their hearts.

After an unknown amount of time, their vision began to blur. They put down their glasses and fell unconsciously onto the sofa.

The dark room seemed to become even quieter. Only the moonlight shone through the window onto the ground, reflecting the two people's messy figures.

The next morning, sunlight shone into the room through the gaps in the curtains. The golden sunlight sprinkled on the floor, forming a mottled light and shadow.

Xin Mujing and Helian Minxiao were still lying on the sofa, their faces full of fatigue and loss. Empty bottles and broken glasses were scattered on the ground, as if telling the madness and pain of last night.

If someone could open the door, they would see two handsome men lying in a mess on the sofa and the floor. Their eyes were empty and confused, as if they were still looking for everything they lost last night.

However, the reality is cruel and they can only face an empty room and endless longing.

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The night was as dark as ink. In the study room of the Zheng family villa, Zheng Haoqian sat alone at the table. The moonlight outside the window shone on his face, reflecting the deep worry in his eyes. All night long, he was thinking about how to protect his family, especially Zheng Yuanhao, the treasure he regarded as his life.

In the morning, the first ray of sunlight penetrated the gap in the curtains and quietly climbed onto Zheng Haoqian's face. He gently got up and walked into Zheng Yuanhao's room. The room was filled with a faint fragrance, which belonged to Zheng Yuanhao.

Zheng Yuanhao was sleeping soundly, with an innocent smile on his little face. Zheng Haoqian looked at the child in front of him, and a wave of tenderness surged in his heart. He leaned over and gently kissed Zheng Yuanhao's forehead.

"Haohao, get up." Zheng Haoqian's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, waking Zheng Yuanhao from his sleep.

Zheng Yuanhao opened his eyes dazedly, and when he saw Zheng Haoqian in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but was then replaced by an inexplicable fear.

He remembered the terrifying appearance of the woman before she fell into a coma yesterday, and he couldn't help but shudder.

He huddled into Zheng Haoqian's arms, hugged him tightly, and kept shouting, "Dad, Dad."

Zheng Haoqian sensed Zheng Yuanhao's abnormality. He hugged Zheng Yuanhao tightly and comforted him softly, "Haohao, don't be afraid. Dad is here. That woman has been driven away and will never come again. She will not hurt you again."

Just then, a sudden cooing sound broke the silence in the room.

Zheng Haoqian couldn't help but laugh out loud. He lowered his head and looked at Zheng Yuanhao, his eyes full of teasing: "That's the sound coming from there! It turned out to be our Haohao. Is Haohao hungry?"

Zheng Yuanhao felt a little embarrassed by what Zheng Haoqian said. He nodded and whispered, "Yeah, I'm a little hungry."

Zheng Haoqian rubbed Zheng Yuanhao's hair, stood up and said, "Then Dad will take you to have breakfast."

However, when he heard the words "go downstairs", Zheng Yuanhao suddenly became excited. He hugged Zheng Haoqian tightly and refused to let go.

Zheng Haoqian knew that what happened yesterday was a big blow to Zheng Yuanhao, and he needed time to adapt.

So, he patted Zheng Yuanhao on the back and said softly, "Haohao, be good. Let's not go downstairs. Daddy will have someone bring breakfast up, okay?"

Zheng Yuanhao nodded and let go of his hand obediently. Zheng Haoqian immediately ordered the servants to prepare some easily digestible food and send it up.

After a while, the food was brought to the room by the servant. Zheng Haoqian took the food and fed it to Zheng Yuanhao carefully.

After breakfast, Zheng Haoqian stayed with Zheng Yuanhao for a while, and then coaxed him to sleep. Looking at Zheng Yuanhao's sleeping face, Zheng Haoqian gently put him into the quilt, and then quietly walked out of the room.

After going downstairs, Zheng Haoqian saw Zheng's mother sitting in the living room. When Zheng's mother saw her son coming out of the room, she immediately asked with concern: "How is Yuanhao? Is he okay?"

Zheng Haoqian nodded and replied, "I've already had breakfast and gone to bed. Mom, I have something to go out for a while, please keep an eye on Yuanhao."

Mother Zheng nodded and wanted to say something, but when she saw Zheng Haoqian's frown, she swallowed her words back.

She knew that her behavior yesterday had disappointed and angered Zheng Haoqian. She silently watched Zheng Haoqian's back as he left, her heart filled with guilt and regret.

Zheng Haoqian slowly walked out of the Zheng family's gate. The morning sun shone on him, and the golden light seemed to dispel his worries. He stopped, looked up at the sky, took a deep breath of fresh air, and tried to calm his inner fluctuations.

Last night, a message sent by Helian Minxiao was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in his heart.

The message about Ji Yan's safety kept him awake all night. Ji Yan, the woman he loved most, was leaving them now.

Zheng Haoqian took out his phone from his pocket, slid his fingertips across the screen, and quickly wrote a message to Helian Minxiao: "How is Yanyan? Have you found her?"

After sending the message, he waited nervously for a reply, but the phone screen was silent.

He frowned, feeling uneasy. Helian Minxiao usually responded to his messages promptly, but this time there was no response. Did they run into trouble? Or was Yanyan not found?

Zheng Haoqian no longer hesitated and turned to walk towards the garage. His steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to announce his determination to the world. He couldn't just sit there and watch, he had to go find Ji Yan himself and make sure she returned to him intact.

In the garage, Zheng Haoqian's car was parked quietly, with the body of the car flashing a dazzling light. He walked over quickly, opened the door and got in. The space inside the car was spacious and comfortable, but at the moment he felt extremely heavy.

He started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the vehicle quickly drove out of the garage.