Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yan Nuo was dissatisfied. “Wrong.”

Ji Yinbing called him softly, “Nuo.”

His eyes suddenly lit up. “Bingbing…” He called her name in a gentle voice.

It was a tumultuous night…

That night, Yan Nuo barely had a good rest, and Ji Yinbing was so tired that she fell asleep.

Yan Nuo put on his clothes and gently locked the door. The moment he left the room, he saw Butler La Pu walking over. Yan Nuo looked at him and said, “Before I come back, Madam is not allowed to go out.”

La Pu’s expression changed drastically. “…Yes.”

This was Yan Nuo’s first time using the term Madam to describe Ji Yinbing.

His words confirmed Ji Yinbing’s identity at home.

From then on, no one dared to disobey her words.

La Pu lowered his head and sent Yan Nuo off respectfully.

Everyone was downstairs.

Yan Nuo finally came downstairs. Even though he looked cold and stern, the satisfaction in his eyes and the scratch on his neck clearly showed what he had done last night.

Qiao Jiusheng looked surprised.

From Ji Yinbing’s attitude towards Yan Nuo yesterday, she was still indifferent to him. Why did the two of them sleep together last night?

On the other hand, Wei Xin, who was experienced, gave a knowing look.

The group ate breakfast.

Yan Nuo put down his chopsticks and went to the kitchen. He only said to the chef, “Madam will wake up around ten o’clock. Prepare breakfast.”

“Yes.”

The chef was shocked.

It seemed like the rumors were true. Mr. Yan Nuo was really deeply in love with that lowly commoner from the slums. He actually did not care about her birth! That woman surnamed Ji was really blissful.

Yan Nuo walked out of the kitchen with a stern expression.

“I’m leaving for the Golden Triangle now. I’ll be back around six tonight. Wait for my news.” With that said, he nodded at Beauty Wu and left.

Beauty Wu was extremely grateful.

Yan Nuo brought his trusted subordinates to the Golden Triangle on a private plane.

Qiao Jiusheng and Beauty Wu went to their room together.

Wei Shuyi was unconscious. His face was sallow, and his body was getting thinner and thinner. Qiao Jiusheng felt upset when she saw him like this. “Sister Beauty, Yan Nuo is very powerful. He will bring Fu Fu back.”

Beauty Wu was a narcotics police officer, so she didn’t know much about Yan Nuo.

The people who dealt with Yan Nuo were from the National Security Bureau. With Beauty Wu’s qualifications, she could not come into contact with important figures like Yan Nuo. She could only place all her hopes on Yan Nuo.

Wei Shuyi seemed to have sensed something and slowly opened his eyes.

As he was tortured by his illness, his eyes were no longer as bright as before.

He was like an old man struggling on his deathbed.

“How many days has it been today?” Every day was like stolen time. Wei Shuyi didn’t have much hope that he could survive.

Beauty Wu said, “Three days.”

She walked to the bed and bent down to massage Wei Shuyi’s legs. She realized that he didn’t have much flesh on his legs, and the only flesh on his legs was soft. Beauty Wu almost couldn’t hold it in and cried in front of Wei Shuyi. Fortunately, she knew that she couldn’t cry in front of Wei Shuyi, as it would increase the burden in his heart, so she could only hold it in.

Wei Shuyi said, “If there’s really no other way, send me back.”

He looked out of the window and said, “If we really have to choose a place to die, I hope it’s in my country.” It was too bitter to die in a foreign country.

At the end of the day, the leaves still had to fall. The wandering child missed his hometown. He had only been overseas for two days, but he actually missed his hometown.

“You won’t die.”

Beauty Wu could not bear to hear him say the word ‘death’.

Wei Shuyi stopped talking.

Qiao Jiusheng quietly left the room. She found Fang Yusheng in the garden behind the manor. He brought the two children there and was teaching them to differentiate the difference between Beach roses and Chinese roses.

Fang Zikai said, “The Beach roses are red. The color is lighter during the month.”

Fang Yusheng looked at his eldest son and asked him, “Cheng Cheng, what do you think?”

Fang Zicheng said, “The coquettish, dangerous, and big things are Beach roses.” As for the Chinese roses, he could not describe them.

Fang Zikai interrupted again. “The color is light, and the one that looks safer with smaller thorns are the Chinese roses.”

The corners of Qiao Jiusheng’s mouth twitched.

Fang Zikai…

Fang Yusheng slapped the two boys on the head and said, “Why are boys talking about Beach roses and Chinese roses? That’s something girls would talk about…”

This time, even Fang Zicheng could not help but retort. “But Dad, you were the one who asked this question just now.”

“Did I?” Fang Yusheng chose to lose his memory.

“You did, Dad. My brother and I heard it.”

Fang Yusheng calmly changed the topic and said, “I think this manor looks pretty good. What do you guys think?”

“Yes.” Fang Zikai nodded. He looked up at his handsome father and asked with a smile, “Then, does Dad want to build us a villa like this too?”

Fang Yusheng’s heart ached.

Money…

“No, this is your task,” Fang Yusheng said, shaking his head.

“Me?” Fang Zikai was a little confused. “Why is it my task?”

“When you were young, Dad built a big villa to support you. When you grow up, you have to build a luxurious manor to support your parents.” He touched the heads of his two sons and educated them righteously. “Respect your parents by giving them a house, understand?”

Fang Zicheng said that he understood. Fang Zikai thought about it and said, “I don’t understand. I think it costs a lot of money to build such a big house…” Fang Zikai said bashfully, “I’m a little… unwilling.”

Fang Yusheng almost vomited blood.

He had despised Fang Zikai previously.

That was because Fang Zikai did not resemble him in any way! In the end, although Fang Zikai did not inherit his personality and handsome looks, he inherited his stingy style!

This…

Fang Yusheng held his forehead and turned around. He saw Qiao Jiusheng standing behind him and looking at him with a faint smile.

It seemed to be saying: As expected of your child, you’re so stingy.

Fang Yusheng actually felt awkward.

“Mom!”

Upon seeing Qiao Jiusheng, the two little fellows ran towards her. Fang Zicheng tugged at the corner of Qiao Jiusheng’s shirt and asked her with a frown, “Will Uncle Wei die?” When Fang Zicheng mentioned the word death, his tone seemed to lighten.

He was still a child after all. Even though she did not know what death was, he instinctively felt resistant to death.

Qiao Jiusheng bent down and looked at the two children. She said, “No, Uncle Wei is a good person. A good person can live a long life.”

Fang Zicheng nodded.

Fang Zikai said, “Bai Suzhen is also a good person. He was still suppressed in the Thunder Peak Tower.”

Qiao Jiusheng said, “Fang Zikai, are you deliberately trying to undermine me?”

“What is it?” Fang Zikai was especially curious, not knowing at all that he had said something that ruined the mood.

Fang Zicheng rolled his eyes at Fang Zikai and said, “Watch less television and read more..”