Chapter 2460: Another Me 29

Sure enough, the next moment.

"Shut up! Shut up! I… I'll kill you! You maniac!"

Lai Donglai, as if gone mad, grabbed the heavy steak knife in one hand, the blade pointing straight at Lai Chi.

The commotion immediately alerted the distant waiter and the only two tables of customers.

Someone cried out, and the waiter rushed over.

Lai Chi seemed frightened, shrinking back, yet he stared unblinkingly at Lai Donglai, a faint sneer on his face, his eyes saying…

You dare to move?

That look completely enraged Lai Donglai, like pouring oil on fire.

You look down on me? What are you anyway!

Lai Donglai went completely mad, gripping the steak knife, heedless, he went around the table and lunged at Lai Chi, who was huddled in the corner.

Put down the knife!

Stop!

The waiter and a quick-reacting male customer nearby rushed over to try to stop him.

The scene was chaotic.

In the scuffle, Lai Chi's left upper arm was still grazed by the wildly swinging blade.

The thin hoodie fabric was cut open; he lowered his head to look, a fine wound was oozing blood.

Lai Chi covered his arm and stood up, speaking in a voice only the two could hear: "I'll get a lawyer to sue you, sue you until you're reunited with your father."

He then stepped back a few paces, looking with terror at the security guards and waiter rushing to help, his gaze fixed on the restrained Lai Donglai.

He wants to kill me!

His face was ashen; anyone who saw it couldn't bear to look.

The security finally subdued Lai Donglai, locking his arms tight behind his back: "Call the police, quick! This is already assault!"

Lai Donglai was pressed face-down on the table by two burly guards, his cheek against the cold surface.

"Let go of me, what right do you have to arrest me? Lai Chi is the madman! He's mentally ill!"

The guard holding him down pressed harder without mercy: "Behave—you know that wielding a knife to assault someone lands you in jail, right?"

The police arrived; the scene was in utter disarray.

The waiter and customers all testified for Lai Chi, and the police handcuffed Lai Donglai.

Lai Chi stood a little farther away, watching silently.

The police then briefly asked Lai Chi about his injury and confirmed whether he needed medical attention.

Lai Chi shook his head, refusing their kindness, his voice somewhat weary.

"No need to go to the hospital, it's just a nick in the skin, thank you."

After finishing the statement and thanking those who helped, Lai Chi left alone.

Stepping outside, the cool outdoor wind immediately blew over him.

He walked along the street for a while before sitting down at an empty bus stop on the corner.

His forced calm finally ebbed; Lai Chi exhaled softly, his back against the cold billboard, a burning sting on the skin of his left outer arm.

He lowered his head and pulled up his hoodie sleeve.

The blood had clotted, the edges slightly swollen, not serious.

Lai Chi extended a finger, lightly touching the wound's edge with his fingertip.

He stared at the scar for a few seconds.

Suddenly he thought, if his brother were here…

He would surely praise him for being impressive.

——

Meanwhile, at Shanghai Airport.

Jin Chen still underestimated his cheap brother's ability, so when he landed at the airport and saw Jin Ge, he was stunned for a rare few seconds.

Jin Ge, that Buddha, should by rights still be in his office signing astronomical contracts, or in his ward reprimanding irresponsible caregivers.

How could he appear at the airport before himself?

【How could he get here before me?】

Ling Gun Gun clung to the suitcase, chuckling, "【Because President Jin arrived in Shanghai yesterday, I wanted to tell you, but you're so decisive I never got a chance to interject.】"

【Absolutely no intention of wanting to watch the excitement!】

【……】

Jin Ge stood before Jin Chen with a headache.

"You really would come here." Jin Ge spoke first, glancing at Jin Chen's escape‑like attire, his brows furrowing.

Jin Chen blinked, his mind racing.

Running away and being caught, denying it was obviously the stupidest choice.

He simply admitted it outright, slinging his backpack over his shoulder: "Fine then."

"Have you already investigated Lai Chi?"

Jin Ge pulled a document from his inner suit pocket, waved it in front of him: "You woke from a six‑month coma claiming to have a wife; I had to make sure it wasn't brain damage."

He paused, "The person does indeed exist, but…"

That Lai Chi, his experience is indeed extraordinary.

The investigation was error‑free, and Jin Chen's coma is a fact.

Their life paths are two parallel lines; Jin Ge can't think of anything else that could bind two people with no overlap in their circles to this degree.

"Alright then, I'll tell you the truth." Jin Chen was very solemn.

Twenty minutes later, inside the airport VIP lounge.

Jin Ge pressed his fingers to his temples, feeling his worldview crack apart with a crackling sound.

The investigation showed that Jin Chen's coma was real, Lai Chi's existence was real, and aside from accepting the absurd notion of a soul coexisting inside a body, he could think of no other explanation.

Never mind whether Lai Chi has a split personality; he himself felt like he was about to break apart.

The report is true, the feelings are true, the coma is true. After eliminating the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the fact.

"Just like that." Jin Ge took a deep breath, pushed the documents back, and said, "I'll go to his apartment alone to meet this... sister-in-law. Confirm there's no problem, then you can meet again."

Jin Chen had been slumped on the sofa, but hearing that he sat up straight, alert, and said, "Then don't scare him."

Jin Ge: "..."

"Well, you're quite good at scaring me."

—

Jing Shi, Lai Chi's small apartment.

Lai Chi sat on the small sofa by the window, the freshly treated scrape on his arm, and he pulled his sleeve down to cover it.

The bodyguard's call came through.

"There's a gentleman downstairs visiting, saying he is... Jin Chen's eldest brother, Jin Ge, and wants to meet you."

Lai Chi walked to the window with his phone, and indeed saw a black sedan parked downstairs, a man standing by the car making a call.

His fingertips trembled slightly—could this be his brother's family?

So, his brother really had acquired a new body.

And what about him—where is he now?

"Let him come in." Lai Chi heard his own voice tighten, his throat dry.

The bodyguard responded and hung up the phone.

Lai Chi looked around the living room a little flustered, straightened the sofa cushions, feeling an indescribable tension.

When the living room door was knocked, Lai Chi gripped the corner of his clothing and stood in the entryway, his palms slightly sweaty.

After the door opened, Jin Ge's gaze lingered on him for a moment, then he extended his hand and said, "Jin Ge."

Lai Chi returned the grip politely, "... Lai Chi."

The two sat down on the sofa, the air quiet and somewhat subtle.

Lai Chi looked at the opposite person's eyebrows and eyes, which resembled his brother's in his dreams, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother... Jin Chen, is he here?"

Jin Ge looked at the redness in the youth's eyes, understood, and realized this longing didn't seem feigned.

He lifted his cup, took a sip, and said slowly, "No rush, someone is being detained by me at a hotel for reflection."

"Jin Chen said, you are his... wife? Or is it a symbiotic relationship?"

"Pfft—"

Lai Chi spat out the water he had just swallowed, his eyes wide open.

You just said it so bluntly!