Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 370 Can't Let Go, Reluctant to Part

Chen Yan gently closed the door and took a deep breath while standing in the corridor.

The fact that Jiang Zhixin didn't kick him out directly was already a good sign. He knew her; if she had truly let go of this relationship, she wouldn't have let him near her, much less touch her stomach.

In the bedroom.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Jiang Zhixin remained in her side-lying position, her hand unconsciously tracing circles on her lower abdomen.

My mind is a mess, like a tangled ball of yarn, and I can't make sense of it.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open a crack, and Bai Wei peeked in, asking softly, "Xin Xin, are you not asleep?"

"Mmm," Jiang Zhixin replied lazily.

Bai Wei tiptoed in, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at her friend's slightly tired profile, and asked cautiously, "How did your talk go?"

Jiang Zhixin turned over and lay flat on her back, staring blankly at the exquisite crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

He said he would take me back.

"So what do you think?" Bai Wei pressed urgently. "Will you reconcile with him?"

Jiang Zhixin slowly shook her head, her voice filled with deep confusion: "I don't know... Weiwei, I really don't know. Just thinking about him being with another woman at the same time... makes my heart ache, it hurts so much."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened slightly, "But I don't want my child to be without a father, and..."

"And what?" Bai Wei grasped Jiang Zhixin's hand.

"And in my heart... I still can't let him go."

Jiang Zhixin gave a self-deprecating laugh: "Isn't it pathetic? Even in his condition, I still can't help but think about him."

Bai Wei patted her hand tenderly: "How can you call this weak? If you can just let go of feelings, then it's not a feeling, especially now that you have a child. So... do you still love him?"

Jiang Zhixin remained silent for a long time before finally speaking softly, "I can't let go, I can't bear to part with it."

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On the other side, at the highway exit in Hangzhou, a black BMW X5 slowly drove out.

Chen Guodong was driving, and He Juan was in the passenger seat, looking at the location her son had sent her on his phone.

Following the navigation, the car eventually entered a secluded villa area with lush greenery. Modern and luxurious detached villas were nestled among the trees, offering excellent privacy.

Chen Guodong and He Juan stared at the scene outside the window, speechless with astonishment.

"How much does this... how much does one of these buildings cost?" He Juan muttered to herself.

The car finally stopped in front of the gate of a magnificent French-style villa.

Before they could even get out of the car, the electric gate slowly slid open, clearly indicating that the people inside had already seen them.

Chen Guodong drove the car in and parked it in the spacious courtyard.

As soon as the two got out of the car, the villa gate opened, and two young nannies in neat uniforms with respectful smiles quickly came out to greet them.

Chen Yan hired these two nannies from a well-known domestic service company. They not only have bachelor's degrees, but also have superb cooking skills, and can cook both Chinese and Western dishes.

Of course, the salary isn't low either, each earning 2 yuan a month. Together, the annual nanny fees alone would be nearly 50 yuan, an astronomical figure for an ordinary family.

"Are you Mr. Chen and Mrs. He? Please come in. Mr. Chen just called to say that you two will be arriving soon."

One of the nannies spoke warmly, skillfully taking the not-so-heavy luggage bag from He Juan's hands.

The other person led them inside, saying, "You two must be tired from your journey. Please come in and have some tea to rest."

Chen Guodong and He Juan followed the nanny into the villa.

Upon entering, they were stunned by the spacious, high-ceilinged living room, the luxurious decor, and the exquisite furnishings. The gleaming marble floor, the enormous crystal chandelier, the expensive-looking sofas and furniture... everything exceeded their wildest imaginations.

The nanny led them to sit on the soft leather sofa in the living room and soon brought them warm tea and cut fruit.

"Mr. Chen has instructed that the master bedroom on the second floor has been prepared. We will take your luggage upstairs first. Please rest for a while and call us if you need anything."

The nanny was respectful but not overly obsequious, clearly indicating that she had received professional training.

Chen Guodong and He Juan held their teacups, looking at each other, both at a loss for what to do.

A spacious and bright living room, a quiet and elegant environment, and respectful and attentive service...

He Juan took a sip of water, composed herself, and looked around the large but somewhat empty house. Her gaze finally settled on the two busy yet respectful nannies. Her brow furrowed slightly, and she lowered her voice to say to her husband:

"Old Chen, isn't this a bit too extravagant?"

Chen Guodong remained calm, taking a sip of tea at just the right temperature: "Our son has enough wealth to support these expenses, so don't worry about it."

He put down his teacup and sighed, "The most urgent thing now is to persuade Xinxin to come back."

At this point, He Juan became even more furious: "When that kid comes back, I'm going to give him a good beating!"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Just then, the 37mm armored door of the villa was opened.

Chen Yan walked in calmly.

Seeing her son enter, He Juan jumped to her feet: "Why are you alone? Where's Xin Xin?"

Chen Yan scratched the back of his head awkwardly: "Mom, give me a few more days, and I promise I'll bring her back."

"It better be this way!"

He Juan said angrily, "If I never see my grandson again, then don't call me Mom anymore!"

"Alright, alright, you old lady, you're just saying things out of anger."

Chen Yan walked over and put his arm around He Juan's shoulder with a smile. "Would you like me to show you this big villa that covers more than 400 square meters, has five floors, and an actual usable area of ​​2000 square meters?"

"roll roll roll!"

He Juan playfully slapped him, "If you have this time and energy, you should think about how to bring Xin Xin back."

Although He Juan said that, she still toured the villa inside and out with Chen Guodong, offering her opinions as she visited: "This place is so spacious, I think it would be nice to turn it into a tea room."

"This spot gets plenty of sunshine, we should put more plants here. The air will be fresher after Xinxin moves in." "There's still a lot of empty space in the garden. I'll buy some vegetable seeds and sow them in a few days. Nothing you buy outside is as reassuring as homegrown food..."

……

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That night.

Chen Yan had a dream.

The dream was hazy and warm, as if enveloped in a soft light. He found himself walking on a tree-lined path, sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting dappled patterns of light.

A little boy, about three or four years old, appeared in front of him, carrying a blue Doraemon backpack on his back. The backpack seemed a bit big, making him look even cuter with his small size.

The little boy had a mini thermos slung across his shoulder, and as he hopped and skipped, his backpack and thermos swayed back and forth.

Chen Yan found himself unconsciously following closely behind the little boy, muttering to himself:

"Slow down, watch where you're going, don't fall."

The little boy giggled and didn't slow down, but he did obediently watch his step a little.

Not far ahead, a brightly colored kindergarten appeared, with a smiling, kind female teacher standing at the entrance, welcoming the children.

The little boy quickened his pace when he saw the teacher, but then, as if suddenly remembering something, he abruptly stopped, turned around, and ran back towards Chen Yan.

He ran up to Chen Yan and looked up at her with his little face.

Chen Yan then saw his appearance clearly—fair skin, big eyes, a small nose, and especially the slightly upturned corners of his mouth when he smiled and the charm between his eyebrows and eyes, which was almost exactly the same as his childhood photos!
The little boy struggled to rummage through the pocket of his coat and pulled out a bag of crumpled Want Want Little Buns. He stood on tiptoe and stuffed it into Chen Yan's big hand, saying in a childish voice, "Daddy, this is for you."

dad? !
Chen Yan was struck dumb, and he abruptly squatted down, his voice trembling with extreme shock: "You... what did you call me?!"

The moment he asked the question, it was as if he had been completely awakened, realizing with crystal clarity—

The chubby little boy in front of him, who looked exactly like him, was the continuation of his bloodline, his and Jiang Zhixin's son!

A surge of emotions swept over him without warning, instantly shattering his defenses like a tsunami.

Tears welled up instantly and rolled down her cheeks.

When the little boy saw Chen Yan crying, a hint of panic and heartache flashed in his originally bright eyes.

He hurriedly reached out his small hand and frantically wiped away Chen Yan's tears with his soft sleeve, his little brows furrowed as he anxiously comforted him:
"Dad, please don't cry, Dad, please don't cry... I promise I'll listen to my teacher today and won't be naughty. Please don't cry, okay?"

The child's innocent yet urgent words, the little hands trying to comfort him, the scent of milk... all of this was like the gentlest arrow, precisely striking the softest spot in Chen Yan's heart.

He suddenly reached out and hugged the small, soft bundle in front of him tightly, bursting into tears.

……

The next morning, Chen Yan woke up with a start and sat up abruptly in bed.

The sky was just beginning to lighten outside the window, and the bedroom was completely silent.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his cheek, his fingertips brushing against a cold, wet patch.

He dressed as quickly as possible, went downstairs, grabbed his car keys from the entryway cabinet, and pushed open the door to leave.

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Longhu Yanlanshan Community.

As dawn broke, the neighborhood was quiet.

Bai Wei stayed up late chatting with Jiang Zhixin last night, and worried that Jiang Zhixin wouldn't sleep well, so she didn't sleep soundly herself either. She was feeling a bit thirsty, so she walked to the living room in her pajamas, barefoot, and half-asleep to get some water.

The cool water slid down her throat, making her feel a little more awake. She had just put down her glass, preparing to tiptoe back to her room for another nap, when suddenly—

With a soft "beep," the electronic combination lock unlocked, its sound particularly clear in the quiet morning.

Bai Wei was startled and froze on the spot, instinctively looking towards the door.

Who will come at this time?
The door was pushed open from the outside.

A tall figure strode in, bringing with him the cool morning air.

When Bai Wei saw the person's face clearly, her eyes widened in surprise—it was Chen Yan!

Why did he arrive so early?

Chen Yan clearly hadn't expected to run into someone in the living room so early in the morning. His gaze quickly swept across the living room, judging that Jiang Zhixin should still be in the bedroom, before finally landing on Bai Wei.

Bai Wei was wearing a light purple silk nightgown, the fabric of which was soft and clingy, and it was obvious at a glance that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath.

She saw Chen Yan's gaze fall on her, let out a soft gasp, and subconsciously crossed her hands to tightly cover her chest.

"You...how did you get in?!"

Bai Wei was both embarrassed and anxious, and she lowered her voice to question him.

Chen Yan quickly looked away.

He really didn't want to see it. What's the point of seeing your pair of A cups?
"I'll make breakfast for Zhixin."

Chen Yan's gaze passed over Bai Wei and landed directly on the tightly closed master bedroom door. "She's still not awake?"

"Ah."

Bai Wei was still in a state of great embarrassment. She nodded haphazardly and ran back to her room.

Since Jiang Zhixin hadn't woken up yet, Chen Yan wasn't in a hurry to make breakfast. So he strode to the master bedroom door and gently turned the doorknob.

In the master bedroom, the morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, quietly falling on the bed.

Jiang Zhixin lay on her side, her long, seaweed-like hair spread out beside her pillow, the morning light casting a soft glow on her peaceful sleeping face.

Her long eyelashes cast soft shadows under her eyes like butterfly wings, and the corners of her lips were naturally upturned, as if she were immersed in a peaceful dream.

Chen Yan slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, gently taking her hand that was sticking out from under the covers, and murmured:
"Teacher Jiang, I will never let you go again."

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(End of this chapter)