Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 1184 - 781: Standoff (Part 2)
Chuxia, I’m telling you all this because I really want to emphasize one thing: I’m truly, truly grateful that you understand and support my dad’s actions. You’re the first person to clearly express your support for him."
"Don’t overthink it too much..." Chuxia sighed, "It’ll be okay, trust me."
After hesitating for a moment, Yang Xiaoli asked, "When did you realize I approached you with an agenda?"
"Actually, when you changed so much before, I didn’t think much of it. I just thought you didn’t want to disappoint your grandpa and planned to be a good soldier, so you were willing to get along with us well.
It wasn’t until I found out you were also going to the Medical University and deliberately made yourself unfit to stay on campus that I felt something was off..." Chuxia paused, then smiled at her, "It’s not like you were determined to become a doctor, so why send yourself here, right?"
"Right." Yang Xiaoli nodded, "I actually wanted to tell you a long time ago, but whenever I was about to, I just couldn’t say it. Now that I’ve said it, I feel much relieved.
I’m making it clear: if my actions have disappointed you, feel free to ignore me. I won’t be mad at all, and I’ll show you through my actions that I’m not trying to use you.
I sincerely want us to be friends and genuinely hope my dad can help the Zhou family. Actually, it’s a win-win situation; my grandpa’s roots are strong, and my third uncle is doing well, right?"
Chuxia rolled her eyes at her: "Then why did you rush over here?"
"Hehe..." Yang Xiaoli smiled awkwardly, "One can never have too many backers."
Chuxia chuckled without saying anything. Some things are better left unsaid — before Old Master Yang retired, he was on good terms with Old Master Huang. Now, the younger generation of the Yang family recognizes Elder Long more, so naturally, they seek shortcuts.
Perhaps that’s also why Old Master Yang doesn’t approve of Yang Xiaoli’s father’s actions; he feels his son is betraying him and the friendships of his past.
But the question is, has Old Master Huang ever reciprocated that friendship with the Yang family?
Because of Huang Suai, Chuxia had inquired about the Huang family’s affairs, so she understood these things and was very willing to facilitate cooperation between the Yang and Zhou families.
The more, the merrier; you can never have too many friends.
Early the next morning, as soon as Yang Xiaoli saw Chuxia, she pulled her into a secluded corner: "Chuxia, I found out that the guy we ran into yesterday is named Qin Haotian, also from City A. His dad used to be an ordinary worker and now works temporary jobs. His mom isn’t in good health, so she has to take on handicraft work at home to make ends meet. He doesn’t have sisters or brothers, so I can’t figure out what ties he could have with you."
Chuxia was also confused. She indeed hadn’t interacted with such families in City A. Could she have been mistaken yesterday, and it was all a misunderstanding? She tried to recall again, but without any clues, she sighed helplessly: "Xiaoli, I hope I was mistaken, because I can’t think of any lead." Thinking it over, Yang Xiaoli suggested, "Regardless of whether you are mistaken or not, staying cautious is never wrong. Just don’t be alone during this time, to stay safe."
"Alright." Chuxia nodded in agreement; that was the only thing she could do.
When someone is worried about something, they become extra sensitive. At the end of the day, she found out that the man named Qin Haotian had crossed paths with her three times.
For not being in the same class, that’s quite a high probability.
When she was on the phone with Zhou Mikang that evening, she wanted to tell him about it, but then reconsidered. She herself wasn’t sure, so she decided not to disturb him.
The Division Commander Tongzi was already extremely cautious about her affairs; if she mentioned it, he’d probably rush over to see what was going on. Having finally agreed to let her continue her studies, she didn’t want to bring more trouble. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Besides, even if that man was targeting her, as long as there were always people around her, he wouldn’t dare do anything. If it’s just verbal provocations, she couldn’t care less; she’s not going to be provoked by irrelevant people.
Two days passed without incident, and her encounters with that man became less frequent. Chuxia felt she was indeed overthinking it, and even Yang Xiaoli said the same.
That night, as she and Zhao Yulan were taking a walk, a shadow suddenly darted from the side. Instinctively, Zhao Yulan stepped in front of her daughter.
Chuxia’s heart tightened as well. Normally, no one would suddenly pop out like that. With her sharp eyesight, she quickly recognized the person standing in front of her mother was.
"Qin Haotian, what do you want?!" Chuxia frowned at him, "If you have something to say, just say it. Stop being so mysterious all the time."
"Xia, go home, don’t mind me!" Zhao Yulan, upon realizing her daughter knew the person and judging by her tone, he wasn’t anyone good, lunged forward immediately and grabbed Qin Haotian, "Call out your dad and Uncle Wang."
Qin Haotian apparently didn’t expect Zhao Yulan to pull such a move and was visibly stunned. Logic told Chuxia that whether it was a misunderstanding or not, she should go back to get help, but emotionally, she couldn’t leave Zhao Yulan there alone.
If Qin Haotian had ill intentions and harmed her mother, she could never forgive herself.
At that moment, her mind was in turmoil. She hated herself for being so careless. She looked around but found nothing handy, so she picked up a stone from the ground, keeping a close eye on Qin Haotian. If he dared to harm her mother, she’d certainly smash his head in! — Whether she could do it or not was uncertain, but that’s what she was thinking at the moment. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
