“What is it, Miss Qiqi?” Jing Yun asked Mu Qiqi.

  “There’s a man lecturing in Sheng Ting over the last few days. His last name is Xu, but I noticed that he looks a lot like you when I first saw him—especially the eyes.”


  Mu Qiqi then whipped out her phone and showed him a photo.

  After hearing her story, Jing Yun took the phone she offered him and was promptly left stunned.

  “Do you see the resemblance?

  “Won’t we know if we look into it?” Sheng Xiao was never one to obsess over photos—everything would be clear after a DNA test.

  “But how could we get his DNA? What, are we supposed to ask directly?”


  “We’ll decide after checking out his background.” Sheng Xiao said, reluctant to distract Jing Yun at the moment. “The world is vast. There would always be similar looking people.”


  “You’re right, Xiao Xiao.”


  Still, that was the first time Jing Yun felt a strange feeling. He had never yearned for having a relative still alive, and he was already satisfied with his life now whether he could find one.

  Keeping things like it was now was fine too.

  “And look at his face. He doesn’t actually want distractions that would distance him from Fourth Sister.” Sheng Xiao said then, immediately exposing Jing Yun’s thoughts.

  “But I think you should know where you came from. It would be up to you whether you would acknowledge your relative.” Mu Qiqi added, believing that no one would live out their lives muddleheadedly—even Jing Yun would want to know who his parents were, and why he was left all alone.

  Meanwhile, Jing Yun stared at the photo while weighing things inwardly.

  “Do you remember why I insisted on bringing Qi’er home to the Shen family back then?”


  Even though that effort didn’t help Grandpa Sheng acknowledge Mu Qiqi’s identity, but the fact that she was a Shen had prevented the old man from stopping their engagement.

  And Jing Yun understood Sheng Xiao’s meaning.

  Having a background and not having one was as different as heaven and earth.

  “I will handle it as best as I could.”


  Hence, without further ado, Sheng Xiao wrapped his arms around Mu Qiqi while telling Jing Yun, “So? Aren’t you going? Don’t you have people waiting for you back home?”


  “Xiao Xiao…”


  Mu Qiqi couldn’t help throwing her fist on Sheng Xiao’s chest. Who on earth chases off guests like that?

  Nonetheless, having received his orders, Jing Yun turned and left Jing Ting. Many thoughts crossed his mind on his way home. Sheng Minglan had already made dinner when he reached home, and when he saw her busying around, he quickly hugged her from behind.

  “How was today? Did Sheng Xiao bully you? Didn’t I tell you? You’re his brother-in-law now…”


  “No, I’m just a little tired and hungry.”


  “Start eating, then.”


  Picking up some eating utensils, Sheng Minglan was about to turn when Jing Yun caught her, put away the eating utensils and picked up her to place her on the kitchen bar.

  “Jing Yun…” She was considerably shocked.

  “Sorry, but I’m ravenous.” Jing Yun apologized tenderly before landing his lips on Sheng Minglan’s.

  His hunger was not in the stomach…


  Sheng Minglan was stunned—but how hard was it for the blockhead Jing Yun to fool around?

  Soon, the couple forgot about the food on the dinner table as the kitchen became a place for their nirvana…


  And Jing Yun wasn’t putting on his usual stoic face when he did that.

  However, he jolted awake from a nightmare in the middle of the night. He gently pulled away his woman’s arms to find that it was three in the morning.

  For some reason, he had not had that dream for a long time.

  In that dream, he was being left behind by a burly man in a world of snow.

  He couldn’t see the man’s back clearly, but he remembered something he said:

  “This place is very far from home. You would never find your way back.”


  And Jing Yun suddenly couldn’t tell if that was dream or reality.

  He lowered his eyes to Sheng Minglan who was fast asleep.

  Jing Yun didn’t wake up her up, but tiptoed out of bed.

  He felt then that his birth was like Pandora’s box.

  Once opened, what awaited might not be a scene of long-lost relations embracing in a tearful reunion.

  ***

  Two days later.

  The Lin residence.

  Grandpa Lin had intended to cut his grandson off to teach that rascal a lesson.

  But with days going by without a whiff from Lin Mu’an, he started thinking.

  Was he really angry this time? Was he hiding now?

  He therefore tried searching for him, only to have Mu’an’s former manager inform him, “Your grandson is insisting on his independence. He has no intention of following your arrangements, which is why he hopes that you wouldn’t bother him. Look: every endorsement, work and company he had is now called off.”


  Old Lin immediately felt that something was off, and actually sent someone to shadow Lu Qianqian—to find that Lin Mu’an wasn’t with her.

  Nonetheless, he kept asking around and eventually learnt where Lin Mu’an was.

  He had actually enrolled again to the police academy behind his family’s back!

  Old Lin clutched his chest and stumbled a few steps backward when he received the news. “That bastard! Doesn’t he know that’s the one thing I don’t want him to do? He could only be satisfied if he rebels!”


  He hence stormed to the academy, demanding to meet Lin Mu’an, but his grandson was already in full uniform and having the air of an officer.

  Lin Mu’an naturally knew he would come.

  “Come home with me. If you do, I won’t protest who you befriend. Fool around with anyone or however you like, as long as you leave this academy.”


  Lin Mu’an, however, remained unmoved as he refused Old Lin’s request. “No, Grandfather. I enrolled here again not to fight you. I’ve wanted to become a policeman all along.”


  “It’s dangerous!” The old man exclaimed anxiously.

  “It’s my choice.”


  That only left the old man upset.

  “In the end, you’re still getting back at me… No. I would never allow you to stay here. You’re a grandchild of the Lin family; you don’t have to put your life on the line.”


  “Grandfather, I will stay here. You can’t stop me this time.” Lin Mu’an said determinedly.

  “I’m talking to the principal… and your director.”


  “Go on if you think that would work.”


  Lin Mu’an was simply not budging. He is not leaving the academy even though Grandpa Lin had used everything in his disposal since he was not violating academy rules.

  The old man was left flustered soon enough. How did his obedient grandchild become so rebellious?

  Feeling nauseated, Grandpa Lin clutched his chest and fainted when he eventually returned to his study. The Lin family quickly phoned Lin Mu’an, who merely replied, “Take good care of him. Just pretend that his insolent grandchild was never born.”


  He was really not compromising at all, because he wanted to be a functional person as well.

  As such, Papa Lin and Mama Lin had to rush home to take care of the old man. They were usually serving in the military and therefore rarely had time for their son, and therefore couldn’t do a thing with Lin Mu’an acting so determined.