Chapter 1281: Chapter 1280: Return
"Yeah..." Wei Xueqing also sighed. "When is he finally going to come back?"
Reluctantly, Wei Xueqing turned her head back and said to the others, "Let’s eat first. Maybe Yang Chen will be back tomorrow."
Even though they already had definite news, they were still worried. After all, they hadn’t seen Yang Chen yet, and no one knew what the real situation was.
These last few days, Ruan Ling and Fu Zhou hadn’t been eating properly, and Chen Siyan had lost a whole circle of weight. Just looking at her made one’s heart ache.
Actually, Wei Xueqing had also become much more haggard.
She worried about Yang Chen every single moment, but as the pillar here, she had to make sure everyone else held up, so she could only choose to be strong.
Who would know that during that period after hearing Yang Chen was in trouble, she cried herself to sleep every single night?
Just then, a sudden flash of strong light swept across the window.
Right after that came the roar of engines from far away.
"Did Zhao Feiyang come?" Wei Xueqing raised an eyebrow involuntarily, turned around, and looked out the window.
She recognized that sound. It was the sound of Zhao Feiyang’s sports car.
Only, she had no idea what Zhao Feiyang was doing here this late at night.
...
Zhao Feiyang drove his supercar up. After the smart recognition system at the manor gate identified him, it immediately opened up, without needing him to stop at all.
Three more cars followed behind Zhao Feiyang.
Two armored vehicles and one stretch RV.
After Zhao Feiyang authorized it, the three vehicles drove into the manor one after another.
They parked in the manor’s dedicated parking area.
Zhao Feiyang hurriedly got out, walked over to the RV with great enthusiasm, and personally opened the door.
Getting out of the car was an old man.
The old man wore a long gown. He didn’t let Zhao Feiyang help him when he got out, and his body seemed quite sturdy.
Another old man followed behind him.
Right after that, a middle‑aged man in a Guard uniform stepped out.
Zhao Feiyang knew all three of them.
Qin Zhiyuan, Elder Zhuo, Ye Liangcai!
This time, they had all left Penglai Island together with Yang Chen.
After all, they each had their own affairs and couldn’t stay on Penglai Island forever.
The dean and Elder Zhuo had said that if they had time, they could go to Penglai Island to retire. The scenery and environment over there were really great.
Following them out were Ye Xin and Yang Chen.
Yang Chen got out of the car, looked around in confusion, and asked, "This... was First-Grade Kingdom before, right?"
To be honest, Yang Chen wasn’t all that sure, since he didn’t know about the two rivers now crossing through here. The terrain didn’t look quite the same either.
But Zhao Feiyang said, "This is indeed First-Grade Kingdom, but all the buildings were destroyed, so we could only tear everything down and rebuild."
"All destroyed?" Yang Chen frowned. "That doesn’t sound right. I was careful back then, I didn’t wreck the houses."
Yang Chen couldn’t figure it out.
Zhao Feiyang snuck a glance at Ye Xin and said guiltily, "Well... I’m not too clear on the specifics either. When the battle ended, it was already like this..."
Ye Xin didn’t fully remember what happened after she lost control, but she had some vague impressions. She quickly grabbed Yang Chen’s arm and said in a spoiled tone, "Tearing it down is good. Don’t you think it looks better now? I really like it anyway. If you don’t... then just give it to me!"
Yang Chen smiled gently, doting on her. "If you want it, it’s yours. But... isn’t all this our marital property? What difference does it make if I give it to you or not? Isn’t it all ours?"
Ye Xin’s face flushed. She let go of Yang Chen and snorted, "In your dreams. Once you give it to me, it’s mine!"
Yang Chen didn’t argue with her. He just smiled and had Zhao Feiyang lead the way in front.
It was late after all, and the elders didn’t have the energy of young people. They should’ve been asleep at this hour already. The dean and Elder Zhuo both had thick weariness on their faces. After this long journey, the two old men were exhausted.
Yang Chen felt they should let them rest early.
Walking along the bluestone path, Yang Chen glanced at the river not far away and thought it was actually pretty nice here—backed by mountains, facing water, lush with greenery. As a manor, the scenery was excellent. With a natural river running through, there was no need to build an artificial one.
When they reached the manor’s castle gate, Yang Chen saw the four people standing there waiting.
...
When Wei Xueqing saw Zhao Feiyang’s sports car drive into the manor, she’d already found it strange. She stood by the window watching and saw three more vehicles following behind.
Her heart started pounding faster and faster, a little excited. She’d already guessed something, but she didn’t dare confirm it, so she kept quiet.
A while later, when the cars stopped in the parking lot and Zhao Feiyang personally went to open the door, Wei Xueqing couldn’t help but gasp.
"What is it?" Chen Siyan sat up abruptly, staring at Wei Xueqing’s back.
Wei Xueqing’s voice trembled. "It... it might be Yang Chen!"
"What?" Ruan Ling jumped to her feet and rushed to the window in excitement.
Fu Zhou also dashed over, just as excited.
The four of them squeezed together at the window, looking outside.
When they saw Qin Zhiyuan and Elder Zhuo get out of the car, the four of them bolted out at once and stood at the entrance, waiting for Yang Chen.
When Yang Chen and the others walked close enough for them to see clearly that it was really him, the four of them couldn’t hold it in any longer.
"Bro!" Chen Siyan let out a cheer and was the first to rush forward.
She jumped on Yang Chen like a koala, clinging to him with a death grip, as if the moment she let go, he would vanish.
Feeling her fierce enthusiasm, Yang Chen scolded her with a smile. "Silly girl!"
Chen Siyan cried into his shoulder, wailing, "Wuuuu! Bro! You finally came back! I thought you didn’t want me anymore!"
"How could I..." Yang Chen’s expression froze for a moment. A trace of bitterness and reluctance crossed his face as he replied softly.
Listening to her deafening sobs by his ear, those hysterical cries, Yang Chen felt torn up inside.
Clearly, Chen Siyan was venting all the worry and fear that had built up over the past two months. She was sobbing so hard she could barely breathe.
Wei Xueqing, Ruan Ling, and Fu Zhou were all quietly wiping away tears too.
Yang Chen comforted her, "Alright now, don’t cry like a little kid. You’re so grown up already, still crying like this."
Back then... Chen Siyan used to cry like this too—sobbing hysterically until she couldn’t breathe, then throwing up, then crying again after she was done.
Crying until you puke... that’s a physical reaction, a sign of grief pushed past its limit.
That only happened when she was in extreme pain in the past. After she grew up—more precisely, after she started school and became sensible—she hadn’t cried like this again.
This was the first time Yang Chen had seen her cry like this after growing up, which showed just how she had gotten through these days.
After a lot of coaxing, Chen Siyan finally stopped crying, but she was like she’d been drained of all her bones, with no strength left at all. She just leaned in Yang Chen’s arms, making him hold her up.
