Reborn in the 1980s: Recapture My Devoted Husband

Mei Shuqing had no choice but to give up, and they took Little Star back.

Everyone originally thought that Chen Haichang had left at some point.

Unexpectedly, after everyone left, he somehow reappeared.

As usual, he lit a cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and said to Han Yi, "Have you figured out today’s matter?"

"The evidence is hard to find." Han Yi certainly understood, he had already guessed when the two large vehicles came.

At first, he thought it was Ye Qing. However, today’s conversation in front of the operating room made him realize that this matter was also related to Mei Langchi.

"The evidence is indeed hard to find. Now, one of the drivers is dead, and the other is ’unconscious,’ and we don’t know when he’ll wake up. Another one, Ye Qing, is playing dumb. Tsk tsk, I came to stir up the Mei Family and the old man, and I wasn’t even that ruthless. Don’t you feel like you’ve been played?" Chen Haichang saw Mei Langchi near the accident site today, with that indifferent expression, which surprised him at the time.

It was the first time he’d seen Mei Langchi like that. He had underestimated him before.

It seems he needs to thoroughly investigate this third nephew.

"I already knew what kind of person he is. I’ve been guarding against the two old ones in the Mei Family recently, and I overlooked him. I didn’t expect he would pull this off on me." Han Yijian saw Chen Haichang smoking, and raised his hand to ask for one.

"Since it’s been done, there must be evidence. Once Xiao Wan’s side stabilizes, I’ll start investigating."

"How do you plan to investigate?" Chen Haichang asked.

Han Yi, a soldier, didn’t have many friends in the Capital City. There probably weren’t many familiar faces in the Capital City’s military, certainly not compared to his small circles in the city.

"Go directly for Ye Qing." Han Yi was straightforward.

"Alright, you’re ruthless enough, but recently Mei Langchi will definitely keep a close eye on Ye Qing, and it’s not easy for you alone." Chen Haichang took the last puff of his cigarette and crushed it against the wall. "Hey, do you think if he targets you now, he might target me in the future? Compared to you, I’m the more difficult one."

"It’s possible, you better be careful." Han Yi took a drag of his cigarette, half-jokingly.

But what Han Yi said was true, Mei Langchi would hurt him, so he’d have no qualms about hurting Chen Haichang.

Chen Haichang pondered for a moment, the derision in his eyes growing deeper. "Watch over your third nephew’s wife for now. See what the police say in the next couple of days. I’ll check on what Mei Langchi’s been up to recently. Alright, I won’t keep you from your wife any longer, I’m exhausted."

Han Yi watched Chen Haichang leave and stood up solemnly saying, "Thank you. If it weren’t for you today, Xiao Wan might have..."

Chen Haichang didn’t even look back, nor did he stop. He waved a hand at Han Yi saying, "...No need for thanks, I despise farewells with life and death more than anything."

Yet it was unclear, that indescribable look on Chen Haichang’s face, as if he’d experienced the vicissitudes of life and saw everything clearly. Or perhaps, he didn’t care. Just the air of melancholy around him was so intense, it couldn’t be ignored.

After Chen Haichang left, Han Yi sat alone on the long bench in the corridor. He crossed his arms, lowered his eyes, and pondered for a long time...

In the hospital room, Lin Wan’s pale face was furrowed, as if she had thought of something bad...

Unconsciously, she placed her hands on her abdomen, her expression sorrowful. She wanted to cry but the tears wouldn’t come.

She thought she saw Han Yi, with eyes lowered, deep in thought, sitting by her bed with a serious face and a heavy heart.

Wanting to sit up and comfort him, she realized she wasn’t on the bed. Instead, the person lying on the hospital bed was clearly herself.

This scared her to death; she thought she had died. She struggled to call Han Yi but found he couldn’t hear her.

Just when she didn’t know what to do, the "self" on the bed woke up.

She was shocked, looking at the "self" on the bed, then looked down at herself, finding herself with a big belly, floating in the air.

Yet, the "self" on the bed had a flat stomach. She was puzzled, not understanding what was happening. The first thought that came to her was that in the car accident, she lost the baby and was in critical condition, her soul left?

Was she really going to leave her loved ones and family with the baby in her belly?

She was unwilling; how could she be content? Heaven had given her a chance but not a long life.

In the present world, her Han Yi and daughter were still waiting for her.