Chapter 181

The family members' messages were full of excitement between the lines, but Lin Dongfan couldn't be bothered to reply to a single one.

At this moment.

In his family's eyes, he had already become a god-like being.

It was foreseeable that, once he answered one of their questions, there would be a second, then a third; some people, after having their corns removed, would still want a facelift.

So the best way was to put on a god-like aloof demeanor.

Last night he stayed up all night watching online, forgot to wake his wife to watch the earthquake livestream. Taking advantage of Sha Bai Tian still being asleep, it was better to hurry and crawl into bed to sleep. Pretend he hadn't stayed up last night and hadn't watched the earthquake livestream. Based on past cheating experience, Sha Bai Tian would likely not raise any objections.

That sleep, Lin Dongfan slept very soundly.

He only woke up in the afternoon.

He racked his memories of all his lives, but could no longer recall exactly how many people had died in the earthquake at Qing Tree. But the data he saw in this life was perfect—zero casualties! Not even a slight regret.

This meant that he had truly changed the fates of countless people.

It also changed Liang Jingzhong's fate.

Seeing Liang's great uncle appear on the TV screen, full of vigor, summarizing for the whole nation the successful experience of this 'earthquake drill'.

Lin Dongfan also felt a surge of pride—'The true great god is here!'

So…

What is the true advantage of a reborn person?

Can he pose as a prophecy master?

Lin Dongfan leaned on the sofa, thought carefully, and couldn't suppress the slight upturn of his mouth corners.

"Like an idiot, what are you laughing at?"

Chu Lingxi supported her waist, belly protruding as she walked in.

Lin Dongfan turned off the TV, got up, and kissed Sha Bai Tian's forehead: "Pack up, we're heading to the capital."

"Mm."

During pregnancy, although she had gained a bit of weight compared to before, when she smiled the two little dimples on her face were still charming, and her mind was full of all kinds of random thoughts.

Shen Junlan heard the voice and came out of the room: "You've decided to go to the capital to work?"

Looking at her mother-in-law's expression, she seemed somewhat reluctant.

Lin Dongfan said: "Mom, I already discussed this with Dad earlier; his opinion was that going to gild oneself would also be good."

"Work is important, I understand."

Upon learning that Old Chu also agreed to this, Shen Junlan had nothing more to say. Turning around, she saw her daughter Chu Lingxi spending the whole day like a fool, carefree, and she smiled with relief, feeling relieved from the heart.

She thought: "This silly girl truly has the blessing of the foolish; every day Dongfan treats her like a treasure, holding her in his palm."

Shen Junlan went back to her room and took a pair of pure gold peace bracelets.

Together with the packaged gift box, she placed it in Chu Lingxi's hands: "This is bought for the child; please have a high monk consecrate it. After the child is born, put it on the child."

"Mom, I'm giving birth, you're not coming?" Chu Lingxi said, somewhat surprised.

Shen Junlan smiled: "My waist hurts, I can't carry the child; you'd better let me stay leisurely." In fact, she was helpless, for the Lin Family had its own rules, and some matters must not be overstepped.

Before, although Lin Dongfan had married into the Chu family, now both sides tacitly accepted the principle of taking the Lin Family as the main.

The child must bear the Lin surname.

As for which hospital to give birth in, what kind of postpartum nurse to hire, and how to raise the child, the Lin Family had made meticulous arrangements, making it inconvenient for the Chu Family to interfere.

Shen Junlan again instructed Lin Dongfan: "Dongfan, this silly girl sometimes speaks without thinking; if one day she inadvertently angers the old master, please help out a bit more."

How pitiful are parents' hearts worldwide; when a child travels far, the mother worries.

Lin Dongfan smiled and comforted Shen Junlan: "Mom, rest assured, the old master's favorite person is Lingxi. Earlier I had him spend money to buy a courtyard house; no amount of pleading worked, he only gave Lingxi this face."

"Mom, I'll prove it's true—I'm the beloved of ten thousand." Chu Lingxi narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Shen Junlan smiled and shook her head, turning as she walked and sighing: "Truly, the foolish have their blessings; you two go on your way, and remember to close the door when you leave."

"Got it."

The carefree Chu Lingxi couldn't hear the low spirits in the words.

Lin Dongfan, however, furrowed his brows, guessing as much: Shen Junlan was reluctant to see her daughter and son-in-law leave, and would go back to her room to shed tears; she was originally a sentimental, artistic type.

After returning to her room and finishing packing her things.

When leaving.

Lin Dongfan gently knocked on Shen Junlan's room door and gave her an instruction: "Mom, rest assured, I will later urge Lingxi to call you every day."

"Alright, take care on the road."

Shen Junlan didn't come out of the room; she probably hadn't yet adjusted her feelings of loss.

Lin Dongfan helplessly shook his head, one hand pulling luggage, the other holding Chu Lingxi's hand as they headed to the capital. The work transfer had already been arranged; the next stop is the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Supreme Procuratorate, the specific position to be determined.

Wuzhou Airport.

The three who came to see them off—Jian Sining, Tang Xia, and Zhang Xiaoguang—had already been waiting for a while.

Before, Lin Dongfan had included the three of them in Liang Jingzhong's promotion list; after the 9·28 project team wrapped up, all three were promoted one rank.

Zhang Xiaoguang is now a deputy division-level official, Tang Xia is a section chief, and Jian Sining is a deputy section chief.

Seeing Lin Dongfan and Chu Lingxi stride into the airport hall.

Zhang Xiaoguang led the team forward to help with the luggage, complaining: "You left without saying a word; if it weren't for the Cold Bureau dropping a hint, we wouldn't have known you were leaving."

"I'm not just going to get a boxed meal; I'll come back after going."

Lin Dongfan smiled indifferently.

Seeing Jian Sining's mood seemed a bit low, Lin Dongfan again instructed Zhang Xiaoguang: "While I'm not in Jianglan, please look after the little junior sister a bit more; her great vengeance remains unavenged."

"What are you talking about? Your little junior sister is our little junior sister." Zhang Xiaoguang said.

Tang Xia, hearing this, rolled his eyes: "I don't even want to be her senior brother; am I not worthy to be her husband?"

What nonsense are you talking? You deserve a beating.

Jian Sining lightly kicked Tang Xia, who kept chasing her; sometimes she was speechless, switching between N refusal templates, but still couldn't make Tang the Great Hero give up.

Being kicked, Tang Xia not only wasn't angry, but looked delighted.

He chuckled and asked Chu Lingxi, "Sister-in-law, do you think I and Jian Sining look like a married couple?" This time he touched a sore spot; Chu Lingxi is naturally honest.

Chu Lingxi glanced at the delicate-looking Jian Sining.

Then she looked at the teasing marks on Tang Xia's face.

She decisively shook her head: "You can tell, right? I don't want to discourage you."

"You've already discouraged me, sister-in-law, you're so ruthless." Tang Xia clutched his chest, putting on a look of being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Lin Dongfan kicked Tang Xia's butt: "Even daring to flirt with my sister-in-law, you deserve a whipping."

This guy Tang Xia is getting more agile; as soon as the shoe print landed on his butt, he lifted his hips and slipped away several steps, at least offsetting half the kick's force.

He was like a happy Siberian Husky.

He turned a corner, then pushed Lin Dongfan's luggage cart toward the hall, shouting: "My sister-in-law is the most beautiful; I love my sister-in-law, come bite me."

This idiot's been numbed by acne, beyond cure.

Lin Dongfan shook his head and sighed.

Suddenly, a familiar figure came into view—Li Hengbo? After not seeing him for months, Little Li's really let himself go; even his underarm crutch is a pure gold dragon carving.

"Honey, is he waving at us?" Chu Lingxi also saw Li Hengbo, unable to fathom his behavior.

Lin Dongfan nodded: "In theory, enemies meeting should be especially resentful, but this kid's smiling a bit oddly today. Sining, look after your sister-in-law; I need to spar with Little Li."