My Stunning Beauty Special Agent Wife-Chapter 215 - 214: Words Weigh More Than Gold (3/3)

Yang Chen looked at Old Zhuo’s joyful appearance, his heart trembling, and with reddened eyes said, "From now on, you are my father! I am your son! I will fulfill my duty towards you on behalf of the instructor!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Old Zhuo shed murky tears, yet he was smiling, feeling very happy and touched.

Ye Xin saw this scene and understood everything.

Previously, Wei Xueqing had told her that one day she went with Yang Chen to pay respects to someone.

It turned out that Yang Chen was paying respects to Zhuo Jingyu.

When Zhuo Jingyu sacrificed himself, Ye Xin had attended the funeral.

Although she wasn’t familiar with the Zhuo family, having once lived in a high-end residential area, she knew them.

Thinking about it now, she could piece together many bits of information.

She had heard before that Zhuo Jingyu once entered a special guard team, later achieving many battle honors, and finally transitioned to a teaching role.

It turns out Zhuo Jingyu was the instructor of Langya.

"Uncle Zhuo!" Ye Xin called as she walked over.

Old Zhuo looked at Ye Xin, blinking his eyes, surprised at Ye Xin’s beauty while also pondering who this woman was.

"Uncle Zhuo, do you remember me? I am Ye Xin." Ye Xin introduced herself.

Uncle Zhuo suddenly realized, glanced at Li Muyang, then said to Ye Xin, "You are Old Ye’s daughter, you’ve grown so much!"

Yang Chen was also very surprised, "Uncle Zhuo, you know Ye Xin?"

Directly calling him dad made Yang Chen a bit embarrassed, as he grew up as an orphan, it was hard for him to get the words out, but following along and calling Uncle Zhuo felt quite natural.

Old Zhuo nodded with a smile, "This is the daughter of the Ye family. We used to live in the same courtyard. I’ve watched her grow up!"

"Well that’s great." Yang Chen smiled as he held Ye Xin’s hand, "Uncle Zhuo, this is my wife."

With that, Old Zhuo’s eyes widened, looking at the two with surprise, then glanced at Li Muyang.

Li Muyang sighed and cast an aggrieved look towards Old Zhuo.

Old Zhuo was also a bit confounded.

Wasn’t it said that Li Muyang had been pursuing Ye Xin all along?

But remembering what Li Muyang had told him then, Old Zhuo felt a bit helpless.

But it’s fine. Since that’s how it is, if anything happens over at the Ye family, he’ll go and ask Old Ye about it! No one can disagree! Ye Xin, starting today, is his daughter-in-law!

Ye Xin held onto Yang Chen, obediently saying to Old Zhuo, "Uncle Zhuo, I am Yang Chen’s beloved. Then you are Yang Chen’s father; you will also be my father in the future."

Ye Xin hesitated for a moment, but still smiled and called, "Dad!"

Hearing the word ’dad’, Old Zhuo trembled all over, full of surprise, followed by being completely moved, with excitement searching himself, but after a long time, could only find a pen.

Looking at this worn-out pen, Old Zhuo felt a bit reluctant, and said to Ye Xin, "Look at me, an old man, not knowing I’d meet my daughter-in-law today, didn’t prepare anything, this pen I’ll give to you!"

Ye Xin took the pen and said, "Thank you, dad! The importance isn’t in the gift, but in your blessing for us."

Li Muyang’s pupils contracted slightly upon seeing the pen, hesitating several times to speak but then stopping.

Yang Chen, Old Zhuo, and Ye Xin met, and weren’t at all estranged, getting along very well.

After a while, the three felt like they regretted not having met sooner.

Old Zhuo said, "After the affairs with the Wei family are settled, come to my home, let’s have a good chat, I have some treasured tea, wait for you to come drink!"

"Hehe! Great! Once things are over, I’ll come visit you."

Old Zhuo nodded, "Let’s go! Let’s go see Xiaowei!"

Yang Chen nodded, stepped forward to support Old Zhuo and walked towards the funeral hall.

Ye Xin was also preparing to go with Yang Chen to support Old Zhuo but was grabbed by Li Muyang. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"What’s wrong, Brother Li?" Ye Xin looked at Li Muyang with confusion.

Li Muyang glanced at Xiaowang and Zhao Wende, waving his hand, "You go ahead!"

The two nodded and followed Old Zhuo.

Ye Xin slightly frowned, broke away from Li Muyang’s hand.

Her feelings for Yang Chen were solid as gold, she would absolutely not accept anyone else, she had made it very clear to Li Muyang before.

If Li Muyang says anything else, she feels she should explain things more clearly and let Li Muyang give up.

Li Muyang looked around, making sure no one was there, then said softly, "Xinxin, you have to keep this pen safe, don’t lose it!"

Ye Xin was stunned, not expecting Li Muyang was talking about the pen, couldn’t help but ask, "Is there something special about this pen?"

Ye Xin lowered her head, inspecting this shabby and inconspicuous pen.

The paint on the pen body was completely peeled off, it had many dents and signs of bumps. However, the iron pen showed no signs of rust, on the contrary, felt very smooth and weighty. Not the kind of polished and smooth iron feel, but more like the patina that comes from being handled frequently, common in antique collectibles.

Ye Xin could see the thick aura of history emanating from it.

This shouldn’t be an ordinary pen.

Li Muyang softly whispered, "This pen was given to Old Zhuo by a certain important figure. All of Old Zhuo’s lifetime honors are contained in this pen. You absolutely cannot lose it!"

"Important figure?" Ye Xin slightly frowned, there weren’t many people Li Muyang would refer to as important.

Li Muyang hesitated for a moment, quietly said, "I can’t say exactly who it was, nor do I dare. I’ll recite a poem and you’ll understand."

Ye Xin looked at Li Muyang, her curiosity piqued by him.

Li Muyang took a deep breath, and said firmly, "All gone, the number of heroes, see the present!"

"What!" Ye Xin exclaimed in shock, realizing after the fact, hurriedly covering her mouth.

"Really?" Ye Xin trembled with excitement, "Is this pen really..."

"That’s correct!" Li Muyang nodded earnestly.

"Oh my!" Ye Xin cautiously held the pen in her hands, feeling that it was unusually weighty at this moment.

Ye Xin finally understood the reluctance in Old Zhuo’s eyes when he handed her the pen, and that Old Zhuo truly liked Yang Chen, otherwise, he wouldn’t have given this pen to her.

This pen represented Old Zhuo’s lifetime honor, surpassing any medal, and definitely wasn’t just a memento!

Ye Xin took a deep breath, solemnly promised Li Muyang, "Rest assured Brother Li, I will definitely keep it safe!"

Li Muyang nodded, "You don’t understand the familiarity I have with Brother Zhuo. We grew up together from childhood. The feelings between us are beyond what you can understand. Uncle Zhuo has only one son. You don’t know what Uncle Zhuo went through when Brother Zhuo passed away. Later when Yang Chen returned, Uncle Zhuo told me, nobody can harm him, his safety must be ensured because Uncle Zhuo considers Yang Chen as a continuation of Brother Zhuo, Yang Chen inherits Brother Zhuo’s spirit!"

Ye Xin nodded deeply.

"Yang Chen has done very well!" Li Muyang smiled, "He can do this, everything is worth it!"

"You rest assured!" Ye Xin took a deep breath and solemnly said, "Both Yang Chen and I will take good care of Uncle Zhuo. We’ve said from today, Uncle Zhuo is our father!"

Li Muyang nodded, he had no doubt about what they said, Yang Chen and Ye Xin, people whose words carried the weight of gold!

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