Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 630 Dawn (36)

At that time, Yan Zhen didn't dare to offend her, so he quickly agreed.

But not long after, Chu Huian noticed something was wrong with Yan Yuxi's weight gain and found spicy strips in her room drawer.

Despite Yan Zhen's repeated explanations that she was not the one who reported her, Yan Yuxi still pinned the blame on Yan Zhen and retaliated against her even more severely.

Yan Yuxi clenched her fists and stared intently at Yan Zhen. After a few seconds, she suddenly laughed: "Zhenzhen, you must be mistaken. The health supplements my mom bought for me last night can whiten skin."

"Stop making excuses. The spicy snack packaging is still in your room, isn't it? Go up and check if you've eaten any, and you'll know—don't you think so, Ms. Chu?"

After Yan Zhen finished speaking, he turned to look at Chu Hui'an, who was standing on the stairs.

Chu Huian frowned slightly, her gaze shifting from Yan Zhen to Yan Yuxi.

Seeing Yan Yuxi's evasive gaze, she immediately understood what was going on.

"What's all the noise about so early in the morning?" Chu Huian didn't intend to immediately question Yan Yuxi. She walked down slowly and said, "After you finish breakfast, go do what you need to do."

Yan Zhen stood up and picked up his backpack: "If you think it's noisy, then keep an eye on your adopted daughter. If you're really bored, you can go pull weeds in the yard. Don't keep looking for trouble with me all day long."

After saying that, she ignored Yan Yuxi's gaze, slung her bag over her shoulder, and strode out the door.

Inside the restaurant, Chu Huian walked up to Yan Yuxi, her eyes scanning her up and down like a high-precision scanner: "You ate spicy snacks?"

Yan Yuxi's face turned pale, her hands nervously gripping the corner of the table: "I..."

She wanted to deny it, but she knew very well that her adoptive mother, once she became suspicious, would definitely seek confirmation.

Now she only has two choices leading to the same result—either deny it, or her adoptive mother goes upstairs to search her room and finds the spicy snack packaging that hasn't been disposed of yet.

She could admit that her adoptive mother wouldn't scold or hit her, but would say to her earnestly, just like she had for the past ten years, "Xixi, how could you do this? Mom is very disappointed in you."

Yan Yuxi closed her eyes, and when she opened her mouth, she felt a bitter taste in her mouth: "...Mom, I'm sorry."

Yan Yuxi was tricked by Yan Zhen, and then things quieted down for a while.

Summer vacation is almost over, and Yan Zhen's equestrian lessons have also come to an end.

In the evening, Yan Zhen rode his bicycle home, sweating profusely. As soon as he entered, he saw Jing Chen sitting in the living room, talking to Chu Huian.

Upon seeing him, Yan Zhen was taken aback, then excitedly shouted, "Brother!"

Then she dropped her bag and ran towards him.

Jing Chen quickly got up and caught Yan Zhen as she rushed over, letting her jump onto him like a koala and cling to him tightly.

"Why did you come?" Yan Zhen shook his neck hard. "You didn't even tell me you were coming so I could pick you up from the airport."

“It’s been almost 40 degrees Celsius in Yuncheng these past few days. It’s too much trouble for you to go to the airport,” Jing Chen said with a smile. “Besides, you know how busy I am with work. The itinerary I set in the morning might be changed in the afternoon. I was worried about disappointing you, so I decided not to tell you and give you a surprise.”

"Hehe, this is indeed a pleasant surprise," Yan Zhen said with a grin. "I've missed you so much."

Chu Huian found the scene unbearable to watch. She coughed twice to remind them that there were other people in the living room.

Hearing the noise, Yan Zhen turned to look at her: "Ms. Chu, is your throat sore? Drink some more water."

Chu Huian: "..."

She looked away, her voice a little stiff: "Get down. You're all grown up now, don't act like a child."

Yan Zhen feigned ignorance: "What do you mean?"

Meeting her questioning yet clear gaze, Chu Huian was momentarily unsure whether she genuinely didn't understand or was pretending. She could only look at Jing Chen and ask, "She's being immature, but don't you understand either?"

Jing Chen smiled helplessly and put Yan Zhen down: "I'm sorry, I'm used to carrying her. When she was little, someone poured boiling water on her throat in Xiangjia Village and ruined it. She was seven years old and still couldn't speak. When she was learning to speak, she had repeated high fevers. During that time, I carried her to the hospital. Even when she was getting an IV drip, she sat in my lap."

Chu Huian was slightly taken aback.

Yan Zhen ignored her and shook Jing Chen's arm: "Didn't you say you'd buy me a gift? Where's the gift?"

“There it is.” Jing Chen pointed to a small mountain of boxes and bags piled up to the side.

"Wow, so many!" Yan Zhen showed no intention of sharing with the Yan family and urged Jing Chen, "Move them to my room, I want to unpack them one by one."

Jingchen and Yanzhen worked together to carry nearly twenty bags and boxes up to the third floor.

As they went upstairs, the two brushed past Yan Yuxi, who was coming downstairs.

Yan Yuxi greeted Jing Chen politely, "Brother Jing Chen is back."

"Hmm." Jing Chen responded without saying anything more, and quickly followed Yan Zhen upstairs.

Yan Zhen spent an hour upstairs unwrapping gifts until the nanny came up and knocked on the door to call them for dinner.

Yan Zhen pulled Jing Chen downstairs only to find that Yan Yi, who hadn't been home for a long time, had also returned.

The five of them sat down at a table for a meal, and Yan Yi asked about Yan Zhen's transfer procedures.

Jing Chen said, "The formalities have been completed. I just need to go to the school to sign them tomorrow."

Yan Yi nodded: "Have the driver take them to school tomorrow."

“No need to trouble the driver, I’ll take her there,” Jing Chen said. “She has a poor sense of direction and might not be able to find the building where her classroom is.”

Yan Yi chuckled: "While you were away, she went everywhere, from the sky to the sea, and I never saw her get lost. How come in your mouth, she can't even find the building where the classroom is?"

Jing Chen calmly picked up a piece of fish belly meat, removed the small bones, and put it in Yan Zhen's bowl: "Really? That's probably because my memory of Zhenzhen is still from when she was a child. As you know, we grew up together and depended on each other. Every year when she started school, I would take her to her class."

Yan Yi: "..."

"I want my brother to take me there." Yan Zhen ended the conversation with one sentence, then turned to Jing Chen and asked, "Brother, after dinner, come with me to the bookstore. I want to buy some pretty notebooks."

"Row."

After dinner, Yan Zhen and Jing Chen prepared to go out.

As the two went downstairs, Yan Yuxi followed and asked in front of Chu Huian and Yan Yi, "Brother Jingchen, Zhenzhen, I also want to go to the bookstore to buy some stationery. Can you give me a ride?"

Yan Zhen glanced at Chu Huian and Yan Yi, who were looking like fighting cocks in the living room, and knew that the two of them were bound to start arguing later.

Yan Yuxi made an excuse to go out, hoping to avoid their argument.

"Okay, let's go together."

Jing Chen's car was parked outside, and Yan Yuxi got into the back seat without any hesitation.

Along the way, she watched Yan Zhen and Jing Chen chatting and laughing in the front row, and the image of Yan Zhen that she had secretly observed in the past few days flashed through her mind.

Although she grew up in an ordinary family and was an orphan, Jing Chen took good care of her. He not only provided her with the best material conditions within his means, but also gave her enough confidence. That's why Yan Zhen dared to be fearless in front of the powerful Chu Huian and the shrewd Yan Yi, without having to worry about anyone else's feelings.

Why didn't she end up with a brother like that?