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

"you dare!"

Fu Jingyan gritted his teeth and spat out these two words, each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of anger and unwillingness.

"Yin Zhiyang, if you dare to hurt any of them, I swear, I will make you regret coming into this world!"

Yin Zhiyang looked at Fu Jingyan's angry expression, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Regret? Fu Jingyan, do you think you still have a chance to regret? You are just a chess piece at my mercy now."

He said coldly, then turned around and winked at the doctor next to him, "Keep an eye on him, don't let him run away."

Upon hearing this, the doctor immediately stepped forward and stood beside Fu Jingyan's bed. Yin Zhiyang turned and left, leaving Fu Jingyan alone in the ward, facing endless anger and despair.

He knew that the contest between him and Yin Zhiyang had just begun, and this contest would be a war without the smoke of gunpowder, concerning the life and death of him and his loved ones.

……

On a warm afternoon, the sun lazily sprinkled on the green lawn of the villa area. Ji Yan gently stroked her little daughter's soft face, her heart filled with peace and tranquility.

The time after lunch should have been a time for the whole family to rest and relax, but fate quietly opened another chapter at this moment.

Just as Ji Yan was about to lead the children back to the bedroom for a nap, a sudden, heart-wrenching cry broke the tranquility around them.

That was the wail of his brother Fu Xichen, like a sharp sword piercing the quiet sky, making the whole world tremble.

"Chenchen, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Ji Yan asked gently, her eyes full of worry.

Ji Yan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she instinctively rushed to Xichen, trying to find out why he was crying. His diaper was dry, and he wasn't hungry. All the conventional possibilities were ruled out one by one, leaving only the inexplicable sadness hanging over his little face.

"Ah Qian, come quickly! Chenchen is crying again, I don't know what to do!"

Ji Yan was extremely anxious, with helplessness and fear in her voice. She knew very well that at this time, Zheng Haoqian was her only support.

Zheng Haoqian almost ran over, and when he saw Ji Yan's face twisted with worry, his heart ached. As a father, he knew better than anyone how important it was to stay calm in front of his children.

He held Ji Yan's hand tightly and comforted her softly: "Yan Yan, don't worry, let me take a look, everything will be fine."

Zheng Haoqian began to examine Fu Xichen, but as he examined him, his brows furrowed more and more.

Seeing this, Ji Yan thought there was something wrong and asked anxiously, "Aqian, how is the baby?"

However, even Zheng Haoqian, after a comprehensive examination, could not find the specific reason why Xichen was crying.

After putting down the things he was checking, Zheng Haoqian looked at Ji Yan and said, "Yan Yan, it's strange, there's nothing wrong with the baby."

"Then why does he keep crying? And it's always like this lately."

This inexplicable situation made him, who had always been rational, feel confused.

Seeing Zheng Haoqian frowning, Ji Yan felt increasingly uneasy, and tears couldn't stop flowing, as if her fragile heart could no longer withstand any more pressure.

"Why? Aqian, what's wrong with the baby?" Ji Yan asked with a sob. How much she wanted to get a definite answer, even if that answer was not perfect.

"Yanyan, when Chenchen cried, did Chuyi cry?"

Ji Yan didn't know what Zheng Haoqian meant by this, so she shook her head to indicate no.

Zheng Haoqian took a deep breath, he knew that what he was about to say would change everything.

"Yan Yan, have you heard of 'telepathy'?" He tested cautiously, fearing to touch Ji Yan's sensitive nerves.

"telepathy?"

Ji Yan repeated it doubtfully, with countless stories about supernatural phenomena coming to her mind, but she immediately denied their authenticity.

"You mean, Xichen cried because he felt something?" She tried to understand what Zheng Haoqian meant, but still found it unbelievable.

"Well, it should be."

Then Zheng Haoqian thought of his missing good brother Fu Jingyan, and said to Ji Yan, "I think it might be Ah Yan. Whenever Ah Yan experiences something, this connection will trigger Xichen's physical reaction."

Ji Yan's eyes widened, her shock evident in her words.

"But, how is this possible?" she murmured to herself, with mixed feelings in her heart, curiosity about the unknown and fear of reality.

Zheng Haoqian held Ji Yan's hand tightly, trying to convey all his support and encouragement to him.

"I know this is hard to accept, but we cannot deny the facts." His tone was firm yet gentle, as if lighting a bright lamp in the darkness, guiding the road ahead.

Ji Yan felt the warmth of Zheng Haoqian's palm, and the panic in her heart gradually subsided. She looked up at Zheng Haoqian, and his caring eyes made her feel a little relieved.

She asked softly, "Then... Is Ah Yan doing well now? Don't we have any news about him yet?"

Zheng Haoqian's expression instantly became complicated. He shook his head gently, with an imperceptible heaviness in his voice.

"Not yet, Yanyan. We have been trying hard to find his whereabouts, but... just like this mysterious connection, some things always seem to be beyond our control."

Ji Yan's heart tightened again when she heard this. She lowered her head and remained silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, as if to cheer herself up.

"We can't give up, Aqian. No matter where Ayan is, no matter what he has been through, we must believe that one day, we will find him and reunite as a family."

Hearing this, Zheng Haoqian curled up a gentle smile, nodded, and a firm light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, Yanyan. We will find Ah Yan, just as Xichen can feel his presence, the love between us will also guide us towards each other."

In this way, the two stood side by side in front of the window, looking at the vast sky outside the window, their hearts filled with hope and faith. They knew that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, as long as there was love in their hearts, nothing was impossible.