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I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel-Chapter 157 - 154: Staying Up Late With Him, Going Wild With Her
"What should we do?"
At this moment, Jiang Mingyue was lying on the bed. She had been busy until now and finally felt sleepy, but reality didn’t allow her to rest.
However, it seemed she didn’t need to worry. As she tried to get up, his hand pressed her down: "You just sleep well. I’ll go take a look." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Generally, when it came to such matters, he was confident he could handle it.
But thinking about Yan Jinzhi’s identity, even the slightest flaw was intolerable. If someone was targeting him...
Jiang Mingyue was still uneasy. She quietly got out of bed, put on her clothes, and followed him out.
The courtyard door was banged at with brute force. Jiang Mingyue thought to herself that if they damaged the door, she would make them pay for it. Then she saw Yan Jinzhi step up to open the door. Earlier, after Uncle Mute had led some people to transport goods out, she had locked the door from the inside with a bolt.
Once the door was opened, the group of people didn’t even look at Yan Jinzhi. Five or six people barged straight into the courtyard. It was hard to tell whether Yan Jinzhi intentionally stepped aside to let them pass or if they dared not provoke him and decided to take another route themselves. Although they were reckless, they didn’t collide with him.
Jiang Mingyue squinted her eyes, gathered her spiritual power, and then retracted it.
The last person to enter was obviously the leader of this squad. Once Jiang Mingyue recognized him, she thought it was quite a coincidence.
It was Wei Yu again, the same person who had barged into No. 67 last time and taken away Jiang Zhenzhu and others.
As soon as Wei Yu appeared, he immediately noticed the man standing by the door. The man’s posture was tall and imposing, with strikingly handsome features – the kind you’d remember just from a glance. What intimidated Wei Yu the most was the air of righteousness about this man. Even though he wore a white shirt and black pants made of more luxurious material than ordinary fabrics, Wei Yu felt as if he were wearing military green, exuding an aura that made one not dare overstep bounds in his presence.
Wei Yu thought this was bad and deeply regretted accepting that tip-off.
"Sorry, there might have been a misunderstanding!"
Yan Jinzhi looked into his eyes for three seconds and then leisurely took two booklets from his pocket and handed them to Wei Yu.
Upon seeing them, Wei Yu instinctively stood up straight and took them with both hands, only to realize that one cover had gold embossed letters reading "S-Class Military Research Engineer" and the other "Wuyun Mountain Base Commander."
Knees weakening, Wei Yu almost knelt, his hands trembling as he returned the booklets: "Apologies! Truly, I’m sorry. I was acting on a report. I promise that Tao Hua Lane No. 66 will never be checked again."
Yan Jinzhi took the booklets back casually: "Oh, don’t be. If a check is needed, conduct it. We can withstand any scrutiny."
Wei Yu’s palms were sweaty: "No, I was wrong."
Just as he was about to order his subordinates to come out, a few of them returned from searching the area: "Report, the alleged contraband goods were not found, nor were there any suspicious persons."
Wei Yu felt helpless, wishing he could cover the mouth of his subordinate who couldn’t read the room.
He awkwardly said: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Dr. Yan, we were reckless, please forgive us." He then gestured to lead his subordinates away in a hurry.
"Hold on a moment."
"Dr. Yan, I... I’m really sorry."
"No, I wanted to ask you about someone. Do you remember Yang Jinglun, a teacher from Nanxi No.1 Middle School?"
Wei Yu, seeing it wasn’t about the intrusion, relaxed and spoke more freely.
"Yang Jinglun, right?" Wei Yu, who often mingled outside, was perceptive and understood quickly.
"I remember. He was reported by a lady named Yuan Qingqing. We found a book in a foreign language, clearly banned, in his home. However, Mr. Yang always denied it, claiming he was framed, though he couldn’t provide evidence, and we couldn’t find any, so he was convicted. But our director vouched for him, which reduced his punishment."
After they left, Yan Jinzhi asked Jiang Mingyue as she came out: "He wasn’t lying?"
"Mostly true, aside from some deliberate exaggerations. Tch! It was Li Fugui who reported us. I’ll send a message to Pan Zhoucong later." She never bothered with such people, yet he had maliciously reported them.
"Doing such grievous things, it may be glorious now, but there will be a reckoning when the time comes."
"Uncle Zhu runs a tight ship, though his people can be radical sometimes, they are still better than elsewhere."
Yan Jinzhi looked at the time. There were two more hours, so he urged: "Go to sleep, and I’ll wake you later."
"Aren’t you tired too?"
"Finally showing some conscience!"
"I’ve always had a conscience. But I can’t get used to living here; let’s go into the space to sleep. Or do you not want me taking your bed?"
"Couldn’t ask for more," Yan Jinzhi thought. The little girl had become so comfortable around him that she’d forgotten there were five rest rooms available.
Ultimately, Little Yueliang lay on his bed, while he settled for the chair beside for two hours.
Perhaps it was the long night of turmoil, but once relaxed, he fell into a deep sleep immediately upon closing his eyes.
Had it not been for a voice persistently calling by her ear, Jiang Mingyue thought she could have continued sleeping indefinitely.
When she woke up, the person standing by the door had wet hair, as if he had been soaking in a hot spring early in the morning!
"Didn’t you sleep?"
"I did, but it wasn’t restful."
Jiang Mingyue didn’t press further. After all, their relationship hadn’t reached that point. Yet, seeing his slightly open neckline, she couldn’t help but catch a glimpse of the impressive view beneath. For someone who looked lean and upright, he sure had a hidden build.
"Yan Jinzhi, do you exercise regularly?" But why hadn’t she noticed?
"Yes, the base has a training ground, and I go whenever I have time."
"Do you like it?"
"Very much!"
"You like reading too!"
"I’m impressed you remembered."
"Is there a reward?"
Yan Jinzhi thought: She’s improving, even knows to ask for a reward, though it doesn’t relate to love.
"Yes, what do you want?"
"Who openly states their wishes? You should decide what to give, I’m not picky."
Yan Jinzhi agreed and promised to pick a reward for her.
"Take your time to think about it. I’m hungry."
"Come out for breakfast."
After washing up, Jiang Mingyue saw that Yan Jinzhi had somehow procured a small two-person table, truly for two, with a chair on each side, allowing them to see each other’s eyes clearly when they looked up.
"Where did you get this? You didn’t make it yourself, did you?"
"No, I can handle mechanical work, not carpentry. Huo Ming bought it in the provincial capital and brought it back."
Jiang Mingyue had an idea, "Yan Jinzhi, if you can bring in a table, why don’t you try bringing in some ducks, geese, pigs, cows, and sheep?"
Yan Jinzhi’s eyelids twitched. The space was designed with a lucky number of "four," calculated by Master Guangzhi based on the couple’s birthdates. Lightning counted as one, and after she came, she raised chickens, rabbits, and fish, totaling four types. Even though he had Wang Tiezhu bring pigs, cows, and sheep, the pond had no fish at that time, but she had already reserved a place for the pond, hence other animals couldn’t be brought in.
"Tried, can’t bring them in."
The hope that had just been raised was dashed, and Jiang Mingyue couldn’t even muster enthusiasm for chicken noodle soup.
"Eat up, or you won’t have the strength. Aren’t you supposed to take me later?"
"Oh, okay." Jiang Mingyue couldn’t recall whether she had mentioned it, but since Yan Jinzhi said so, she assumed it was true and simply thought her memory was failing.
Little did she know, the person opposite had a smile on his face: Little Yueliang was adorably confused.







