Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 1725: Chapter 1719: Silver Wolf’s Self-Introduction

“No problem, I want to eat it too. Also, I really want to go home and see my parents.” Fu Shuai said, clearly craving something to eat—after eating highland barley in Zhongzhai for so many days, he just wanted to have some proper rice now that they were back.

“I don’t think you’re just thinking about your parents,” Lei Xiao and Gong Wuyou remarked with teasing smiles at Fu Shuai.

“What’s wrong with what I’m thinking? Isn’t that perfectly normal?” Fu Shuai was utterly speechless. They were a married couple—what’s so unusual about him missing his wife? Yet their gazes seemed to carry a hint of mischief.

“Normal, very normal indeed.” The two nodded their heads. Initially, Lei Xiao had wanted to go home to see his parents too, but seeing Fu Shuai like this, he decided to let him take the leave instead. This way, Fu Shuai could see both his parents and his wife, and Lei Xiao could wait until next time.

In the academy, it felt similar to a military system in some ways, though the key difference was that the school’s rules weren’t as strict as the military’s; it allowed for a somewhat more relaxed atmosphere.

“Get lost, all of you.” Fu Shuai picked up his clothes, genuinely tempted to kick them. They had teased him to the point his face had turned red.

Still, they weren’t entirely wrong—going back and letting them know he was safe would be enough.

“Haha, Fu Shuai blushing—what a rare sight once in a century!” Gong Wuyou couldn’t help but think this shy side of Fu Shuai was quite different from usual—and far too adorable.

Fu Shuai decided they weren’t worth his time anymore, grabbed his clothes, and headed to the restroom. He’d rather take a shower and get some rest.

Meanwhile, the two outside kept chatting and laughing, waiting until Fu Shuai came out before Lei Xiao went in to freshen up.

As for Chu Molin, who they were talking about, he was now leading a group of people down the mountain while carrying his son. On the way, they ran into Ji Dong and his team.

“Chu Molin, you found the kid—everything’s fine, right?” Ji Dong and his team had searched the back hills for miles without finding anyone. When they learned Chu Molin and the others hadn’t returned, they guessed they must have located their target and decided to head toward this side instead.

Soon enough, they ran into them mid-way. However, as Ji Dong glanced at the group, he recognized most of them from the previous night—except for one unfamiliar man. Was he the one who had taken the child?

“It’s all fine, but when we arrived, there was only the child and a pile of still-smoking firewood.” Nangong Beiying quickly jumped in before Chu Molin could speak. Since this was a matter that couldn’t be disclosed, she took the initiative to lie.

Given Chu Molin’s straightforward nature, he probably wouldn’t be able to lie, so Beiying figured it was better for her to handle it instead.

“It seems they knew you’d be coming and fled ahead of time after being tipped off. But then, what exactly is their motive?” While speaking, Ji Dong deliberately cast a glance at Silver Wolf, hoping to discern something more from his expression.

However, his hopes were dashed: Silver Wolf’s calm demeanor didn’t shift at all. His emotionless face didn’t give anything away, though Ji Dong did notice that Silver Wolf seemed to be in disguise.

From the way Chu Molin interacted with Silver Wolf, Ji Dong could tell the two were acquainted—so he held back from voicing his suspicions. But just because Ji Dong didn’t ask outright didn’t mean Silver Wolf wasn’t aware of his unspoken curiosity.

“Hello, I’m Silver Wolf, a security officer with the XX Department of the Imperial Capital.” Silver Wolf introduced himself.

“You’re Silver Wolf? Meeting you in person is far more intimidating than hearing your reputation,” Ji Dong said, clearly surprised to encounter one of the people renowned for inspiring fear.

“Thank you. I’m here on official business, which is why I’m not wearing my uniform—I’d rather avoid drawing too much attention to myself.” Silver Wolf explained, wearing plain clothes. He thought his disguise had been fairly effective—at least Qing Zhu hadn’t recognized him.

Yet when he remembered how even a kid like Yu Ze had recognized him, while Qing Zhu hadn’t, a trace of frustration welled up inside.