I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week-Chapter 2567 - 2568: Going Home

When Lin Yi reached Zhong Hai, it was already past two in the afternoon.

Just as he stepped out of the terminal, he spotted Qin Han and two others standing outside, rising on their toes anxiously while scanning his direction.

The moment Lin Yi appeared, Gao Zongyuan rushed forward and hugged him tightly.

"Lin Bro, thanks for everything you did for my family."

"Cut the crap. I’m back, aren’t I? Everyone’s watching—don’t act like a woman."

"Damn it, I was worried sick about you!"

"Honestly, this whole thing didn’t have much to do with your family. If you look at it objectively, your family was the victim. So don’t feel burdened—what’s done is done."

Gao Zongyuan nodded, and Qin Han stepped forward.

"You damn bastard, you’re finally back! I’ve never missed someone so much in my life—and it’s a guy, for crying out loud."

Qin Han lashed out with his cursing, making Lin Yi burst into laughter.

"What can I say? This situation was unusual and involved tons of complications. But at the end of the day, I’ve returned safely—and that’s what matters most."

"Hurry up, let’s not waste time standing here. President Ji is still waiting for you at home," Liang Jinming said.

Lin Yi nodded, and the three of them got into the car and headed towards Ji Qingyan’s house.

On the way, they opened up like chatterboxes with endless things to talk about.

Lin Yi was no different. Seeing them again seemed to set his tongue loose, and he chatted non-stop throughout the journey.

About forty minutes later, they arrived at Ji Qingyan’s house.

Hearing the sound of brakes outside, the people inside stepped out to greet them.

Ji Qingyan, visibly pregnant, had tears brimming in her eyes as she saw Lin Yi safely return.

The events of the previous year had left a knot in her heart that she couldn’t untangle.

But now that he was back, that heavy stone in her chest finally dropped.

It felt like standing at the gates of hell, only to have a beam of light suddenly appear behind her and pull her back to the physical world.

She knew for sure that no one else could ever truly understand what she’d been through.

Song Minghui also wiped her tears and clasped Lin Yi’s hand, murmuring repeatedly, "It’s good you’re back, it’s good you’re back."

"Sorry for making you all worry," Lin Yi said sincerely, feeling a deep sense of guilt towards Ji Qingyan.

She was different from Liang Ruoxu, who had access to family resources and connections to immediately gather news about his whereabouts.

Moreover, due to the differences in their upbringing, Liang Ruoxu was naturally far more resilient than Ji Qingyan.

Faced with a situation like this, Ji Qingyan had no choice but to quietly wait at home, powerless to seek answers.

Lin Yi held her hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"You’ve really been through a lot lately."

"It’s nothing, as long as you’re back."

"Mm, I promise you’ll never have to worry like this again."

"Alright, alright, quit with the lovey-dovey stuff already," Tao Yuan piped up.

"Come on in and eat; I’m starving."

At Tao Yuan’s urging, the entire family entered the house.

Since they knew the exact time Lin Yi would return, the dishes had been prepared ahead of time, filling the table with a feast of lavish and delicious food.

Gradually, the atmosphere during the meal grew lively. Qin Han brought up the topic of Japan, and Lin Yi shared briefly about it, carefully avoiding the dangerous elements and painting the situation as merely being out of contact.

"Told you—you’re too blessed to die," Tao Yuan teased.

"But here’s the thing—fess up! That bouquet of white roses, was it from you?"

"Hmm? White roses?"

Lin Yi was caught off guard. "I was out of contact in Japan—how could I have had the chance to send flowers?"

"So it wasn’t you?"

"Forget who sent them for now. What are these white roses you’re talking about?"

Song Minghui set down her chopsticks and explained.

"One day, I went out to throw away the trash. When I came back, I saw a bouquet of roses left at the door. There was no name on the tag, but there are only three people in this household, so they were definitely meant for Qingyan. We were certain you had sent them."

"It really wasn’t me," Lin Yi said with growing suspicion, feeling something was off.

Just as Song Minghui had mentioned, the household only had three people, so the flowers couldn’t have been for the elderly couple—they clearly were meant for Ji Qingyan.

If the sender was a suitor or someone secretly infatuated with her, roses—particularly red ones—would have been the obvious choice.

White roses symbolize respect and purity, having nothing to do with romantic love.

So suitors and admirers could be ruled out.

Which brought forth the question: Who sent the flowers?

And what was their motive?

Could it have been a mistake?

"Enough, enough—the flowers have withered and been tossed in the trash. Let’s not dwell on this anymore," Ji Antai said, raising his wine glass. "Our son-in-law is home safely—let’s have a toast!"

"Cheers to that!" Liang Jinming chimed, lifting his glass.

The lively atmosphere returned as everyone toasted enthusiastically, determined not to leave until they were thoroughly drunk.

Around five in the evening, the women left the table, but Lin Yi and the other three remained, continuing to drink.

Unlike previous occasions, there wasn’t much boisterous joking or exaggerated bragging. The mood was noticeably subdued.

Beneath their words, a clear message emerged: they hoped Lin Yi would stop meddling in troublesome affairs.

To live peacefully and raise his child—to keep himself alive—was now the most important thing.

Lin Yi understood their concerns and knew they meant well.

But at this point, many things were no longer within his control.

Eventually, he agreed to their request, not wanting to dampen the mood.

By around ten o’clock, Qin Han and the others were visibly drunk. Tao Yuan rose at just the right moment to help them leave.

Lin Yi and Ji Qingyan also retired to their bedroom early. After being apart for so long, they had plenty they wanted to share.

However, Ji Qingyan didn’t try to persuade Lin Yi to give up like Qin Han and the others did.

Instead, she simply recounted the little details of life during this period, telling him everything about her day-to-day experiences.

"Ning Yue had a baby boy?"

"She gave birth not long after you left," Ji Qingyan replied.

"The baby weighed six pounds and is super lively! Tao Yuan and I even made a special trip to see her. Let me show you some pictures."

Ji Qingyan pulled out her phone and found the photos.

The baby was chubby with eyes and a nose strikingly similar to Ning Yue’s.

Lin Yi stared at the pictures, lost in thought, aligning the timeline before making sense of it all.

Ning Yue had been pregnant a few months before Ji Qingyan, so giving birth during that time frame was entirely expected.

With so many pressing matters on his plate, he hadn’t had the energy to care about such things.

Moreover, after returning, he’d deliberately avoided contacting anyone to maintain the illusion he was still in Japan. Naturally, no one informed him about the birth.

"I can’t believe I’m an uncle now. Time really flies," Lin Yi said with a silly grin, a touch of wistfulness in his tone.

"Not just an uncle—you’re also about to become a brother-in-law!"

"Huh? Brother-in-law? What do you mean?"

"My big brother is getting married soon."

"Really? Are you serious?" Lin Yi asked, a little surprised.

"The wedding date was originally set three months ago, but when he found out you weren’t in Zhong Hai, my brother postponed it. He said if you didn’t attend his wedding, he’d regret it for the rest of his life. So he’s been waiting for you to come back."