Chapter 1657: After Meeting the Top Fan, I Got Entangled by a Yandere 05

Jin Chen sent Jiang Sui home, and their simple yet warm embrace served as farewell.

When Jiang Sui looked outside from the floor-to-ceiling window in the Living Room, that car happened to disappear as it passed the intersection.

The windbreaker hadn't been returned yet, and when he came back, nobody mentioned it.

Jiang Sui used the windbreaker as a blanket over his chest, sat on the Carpet looking out the window, and the curve of his lips deepened.

He took out his phone, browsed every perfume shop in the city, and finally sent the driver a message remembering to have them all picked up.

The driver, upon receiving a pile of pictures, looked utterly bewildered.

What are you doing, little boss? Are you planning to open a perfume shop?

Puzzled, but he didn't dare ask; such a high salary meant the boss's oddities were to be expected.

At least it was far more peaceful than delivering medicine at midnight, with no need to constantly stand by ready to call for emergency help.

After returning, Jin Chen noticed Jiang Sui's hat had fallen in the car, took a photo and sent it to Jiang Sui, saying he would return it next time they met.

Jiang Sui quickly recovered, still the cute emoticon.

Jiang Sui Sui: good^ω^

【Not right, not right,】 Ling Gun Gun pondered a bit, 【For someone with social anxiety, masks and hats are basically the essence, how could the Main God forget something so important?】

【So what do you want to say.】

【The Main God did it on purpose, he's fishing you!】 Ling Gun Gun said excitedly.

The pure Pixiu adult obviously still hasn't grasped the rule that "seeing through but not speaking is the essence."

Jin Chen chuckled, then turned and drove back to the old residence.

The original self also had plenty of troubles.

In the original plot, the original self was merely a tool pushing Jiang Sui toward despair, but he himself lived in dire straits; his identities as a coffee shop owner and internet celebrity streamer were both products of his rebellion against the family's overly strict, even Pervert, discipline.

The traditional, authoritarian family required everyone to live by the rules without any deviation, yet out came the original self—such a deviant, undisciplined person.

Jin Family.

"Grandfather, look, I said Chen brother would come back." Jin Xiao stood behind the old man in Tang attire, appearing all obedient and filial, yet his gaze at Jin Chen held a hint of mockery.

A nutcase.

After recalling what this person had done to the original self, Jin Chen drew that conclusion.

Of course, this doesn't mean the old man isn't a nutcase; he treats both grandfather and grandson equally.

"Xiao Chen, come sit down; it's rare for us to gather for a meal, and it's thanks to your coming that your grandfather is in a good mood." The woman in a cheongsam smiled, saying, "Auntie also hasn't seen you in a while—do you remember where you should sit?"

Damn nutcase.

Jin Chen glanced at her, too lazy to respond.

"Hmph, you even know to come back." Old Master Jin stomped his cane, eyes full of dissatisfied anger, "Do you know what time it is? Making me wait for dinner? No rules!"

Jin Chen gulped down the tea that had to be offered first to elders, facing Old Master Jin's furious gaze, and said, "Not having rules isn't new—every time you make such a fuss, are you trying to be emperor?"

"Jin Chen!" "All right, grandfather, Chen brother rarely comes back; he's usually busy with his livestreams, even busier than me."

Jin Xiao hurriedly helped him sit down, seemingly explaining but actually stirring Old Master Jin's anger both inside and out.

Jin Chen's "not presentable" profession is something Old Master Jin has always disliked, feeling it insults the family name.

"What's he busy with, trying to please others for money! Unacceptable! You represent our Jin Family at the Antique Appraisal Conference—how could he compare to you?"

Old Master Jin was fuming, face red and neck thick; Jin Chen's younger aunt hurriedly urged, "Father, your health is poor—don't get angry, hurry and eat."

Even the usually silent collateral relatives present chimed in to advise, fearing they'd be too slow.

Only Jin Chen clapped, speaking slowly: "Congratulations on him soon inheriting your throne."

The others who had just advised: "……"

Jin Xiao: "……"

He found it strange—why was Jin Chen like this today, not getting angry at anything?

Not ruining this meal, those things wouldn't just……

Just as he was thinking of a solution, Jin Chen suddenly stood up and leisurely walked a few steps toward the head seat.

"Come back, he said he found the relics my parents left me—where are they?"

Aunt and Jin Xiao's faces changed, they exchanged a glance, then hurriedly said, "Xiao Chen, this isn't urgent—such a big box, after all it's yours."

"Come, first offer tea to grandfather as an apology—our family's rule is never to be late." Aunt then handed Jin Chen a cup of tea.

Jin Chen Youyou looked at that cup of tea, his eyes holding a dangerous smile; just as Aunt thought he had discovered something, he finally took it.

The tea was warm, but inside lay something that could induce a heart attack.

The grandfather had just finished surgery recently; in the original plot, after the original self offered tea and then argued with the grandfather over the relics, it triggered a heart attack landing him in the hospital.

Moreover, a servant coincidentally discovered the teacup was tampered with; the original self was blamed for nearly killing the grandfather, the coffee shop went under—not to mention being locked up in the old residence for months, almost driving him to suicide.

Jin Chen didn't budge, smashing the teacup in front of everyone present, tea splashing everywhere.

"Ah!" The daughter of the younger aunt sitting nearby screamed in fright, shocked at today's unusually bold Jin Chen, "Chen brother, you… you're crazy."

"This is the old residence—you're asking for death."

Jin Chen: "……"

How familiar; swapping it into the palace would feel just as natural.

Instantly his gaze toward Aunt turned like that of someone looking at a vicious grandma.

"Jin Chen! Get down on your knees!" the grandfather roared in anger, raising his cane high.

Jin Chen returned the stare coldly, then turned and walked away.

【Zero Egg, where are the relics?】

【Let me check the old residence's surveillance…… Oh! In the main hall, but according to the original plot this box is fake, the real goods have been swapped by Jin Xiao's family! Tonight it will be moved from the old residence.】

Jin Chen's steps didn't halt, he continued toward the main hall—after all, those people who dislike him will follow along anyway.

What's the point of eating? Might as well come watch a good show.