Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2589: 2525: Who Knows This Person
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“Fine, fine, it’s my negligence.”
Cheng Cheng felt helpless, unwilling to quarrel with her over it.
However, his call this time had another purpose.
“I heard Xinian’s getting dispatched to Kuli?”
He’d just received this intel, and prior to discussing it with Jiang Shiheng, he impulsively rang Chiang Xiao for confirmation.
Chiang Xiao hesitated, “News sure spreads quick; it’s already hit your ears.”
“So it’s confirmed?” Cheng Cheng’s face grew grave, “He’s off to Kuli amid all this, fine with leaving you behind?”
“Brother, you’re a Supervisor Guard yourself—why even ask that?”
Being concerned doesn’t let one defy commands, right?
No Supervisor Guard bound for battle skips worrying over kin, yet they charge ahead anyway.
If everyone frets only for their little family, who guards the greater one?
Well, she sure accepts it gracefully.
But what option remains if you don’t?
Cheng Cheng stood speechless too.
“You haven’t informed your foster father yet.”
“I figured on keeping it from him awhile, avoiding needless frets like yours.”
“Needless how?” Cheng Cheng fumed, “Capital City’s in chaos now—mark my words, your link to your aunt won’t stay hidden long. Your foster father’s been back days already; secrets crumble fast, watchers will swarm you more—think you’re still safe?”
“I’ll stay cautious, just school daily and nothing more.”
Oh, still venture to D State? Yes—crunch time demands locking that path first.
Her State M return next month seals the other route too.
A thought struck her abruptly; she asked swiftly, “Guan Tiezhu reached D State yet?”
“Guan Tiezhu in D State?” Cheng Cheng blinked in surprise, “I’m with the Alliance; upon my afternoon return, no sign of him.”
“He’s likely there now. Listen up—a bag waits for you, necklace inside you gotta wear always, no removing it, clear?”
Cheng Cheng chuckled despite himself at her commanding tone.
“Why a necklace on me?”
“Wear it without fail; it contains a peace charm I fetched from the temple for you.”
A peace charm?
Temple-sourced?
Cheng Cheng felt amused yet exasperated—wear something like that?
“Brother Xinian sports one, Dad too—gonna wear yours?”
All of them have?
Then wear it he must.
Cheng Cheng rushed to affirm, “I’ll wear it, I’ll wear it.”
“Heading back tomorrow? If not, I’ll ring Dad soon; Guan Tiezhu brings it over then.”
Cheng Cheng froze.
That urgent?
Can’t hold out till his Jiang Family visit?
Yet Chiang Xiao’s kind intent—refuse it how?
“I’ll carve out time to grab it.” He vowed sincerely, then caught on: they’d been on Meng Xinian’s Kuli dispatch and her risks, but she’d steered away.
This girl.
“Xinian around? Let me speak with him.”
Meng Xinian had lingered inside awhile, rinsed hands, dried them, then sidled up to enfold Chiang Xiao from behind.
He cherished clasping her so during her calls or chores.
Chiang Xiao passed him the phone.
“Shower time.” She lipped silently, then slipped away.
“What’s the matter?” Meng Xinian’s tone rumbled low.
Cheng Cheng queried, “Ever heard of Boss Du?”
Boss Du…
Meng Xinian couldn’t say why, yet the name echoed vaguely.
He pondered briefly, “Perhaps… I know who recognizes this person.”