Restricted fantasy invasion

Chapter 397 394 Rich Second Generation

"hiss"

Holding the pink crab in her hand, Yan Huan stared blankly at the words "Bai Yi" on the rocks in front of her, and involuntarily covered her head.

He tried his best to recall what kind of person Bai Yi was in his memory, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't even remember a blurry black-haired figure.

Moreover, many more details about Bai Yi have become extremely vague.

He couldn't remember what Bai Yi's modifier effects were, or how he initially discovered that Bai Yi had a modifier.
The only thing he vaguely remembered was when he went to Yasaka Entertainment to audition for child stars as a child, and he thought he had seen Bai Yi there.

"Well"

Yan Huan shook her head and hesitated for a long time before putting down the pink crab she was using to engrave symbols.

As soon as it was put down, the pink crab swam sideways and quickly darted into the sea, disappearing without a trace in no time.

Only the name "Bai Yi" still gazed at him from the front.

We need to hurry and find the fragments to get Meow-chan back.

Ok?
By the way, why did Meow-chan suddenly disappear, and why is my cheat engine suddenly unusable?
"."

Thinking this, Yan Huan shifted her gaze to the new items that had appeared in the Crab Coin Shop this week.

[Universal Key: Crab Coins *5]

[Can be used only once. When there is a lock that cannot be opened, summoning it will turn it into a key that can open that lock.]

universal key
What is it used for?
Yan Huan pinched her chin, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar with the words in front of her.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly couldn't recall what he had done with this thing.

I vaguely remember that this thing was related to the disappearance of Nyan-chan.

You have now unlocked the Crab Coin trading platform.

Here, you can sell items you've already acquired in your palm to earn Crab Coins.

[A Sellable Item in the Palm of Your Hand: Invisible Leap]

[Value: 3 Crab Coins]

Something held in the palm of your hand.
That said, if your own modifier doesn't work, can you still use the weekly "Palm of the Hand" item?
With that thought in mind, Yan Huan had a sudden thought, and a virtual interface immediately appeared before her eyes.

You've already drawn the corresponding item this week, please wait for next week.

It still works!

Yan Huan looked at the interface in front of her with some surprise, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

That way, even if you can't draw from the normal prize pool, you can still try to draw other things, so you won't end up empty-handed before Meow-chan comes back.

"buzz"

After confirming for a long time in the Demon Shop that nothing had been missed, Yan Huan took another look at Bai Yi's name engraved on the reef and reviewed the information she still remembered in her mind.

I know Bai Yi; Bai Yi is the host of the ring finger.

She seemed to have traveled through time, making herself and everyone else forget about her.
Is this a side effect, or a result of her past behavior?
Yan Huan didn't know, but she could find her name by searching online, so someone must still remember her.
For example, her family, her company?
So there are two tasks at present: one is to collect the fragments to bring Miao Jiang back, and the other is to find Bai Yi's family and confirm their memories of Bai Yi!
With that thought in mind, Yan Huan left the Demon Shop and returned to her hospital bed.

On the hospital bed, less than a few seconds had passed.

On the phone, the time is approaching 4:44.

“Didi. Ta-da.”

But it seems nothing happened?
"I feel better now and can be discharged."

At night, Yan Huan lay on the hospital bed, rubbing her body, and said this to Sakura Miyako, who was peeling an apple beside her.

Upon hearing this, Hitomi Sakura's cheeks puffed up slightly, and she resolutely refused.
"Not yet, Chairman! The doctor said we need to observe him for a while longer."

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Yan Huan showed a helpless expression, but looking at Sakura Miyako, Yan Huan finally couldn't help but point to the apple in her hand.

"How about... you wash it? I'll eat it with the skin on?"

But in Sakura Miyabi Hitomi's hand, the apple looked as if it had been chopped several times, with sharp edges and corners, and was much smaller than before.

Meanwhile, apple fragments, peel and all, fell from the trash can, silently accusing Sakura Miyako of her utterly terrible swordsmanship.

On the table to the side, there was a pear that had also been sliced ​​and mashed, laid out on a napkin.

"woo"

Upon hearing Yan Huan's words, Sakura Miyako's face inevitably flushed red.

Although Hitomi Sakuramiya is physically weak, she can actually cook, and naturally, she also uses a knife sometimes.

So naturally, she assumed that this kind of fruit-peeling skill should be a piece of cake for her, and she also wanted to show off her thoughtfulness.
Who knew it would turn out this bad?

"This knife is a bit difficult to use."

After thinking for a long time, Sakura Miyako angrily plunged a knife into the apple's body, blaming it all on him.

Seeing her like this, Yan Huan couldn't help but chuckle, and reached out to ask,
"I come?"

"."

Sakura Miyako pouted and indignantly handed the apple with the knife stuck in it to Yan Huan.

"Click. Click."

Yan Huan skillfully rubbed the knife, gliding it along the surface of the spinning apple, leaving a long, spiraling strip of apple peel.

Beside her, Sakura Miyako, chin in hand, intently observed, prompting Yan Huan to smile smugly and ask,

"How's it going? Isn't it awesome?"

Yan Huan thought that Sakura Miyako was observing his apple-peeling skills, but in fact, Sakura Miyako had been looking at his profile the whole time.

Hearing his question, Sakuramiya Hitomi smiled and looked away, focusing on the apple in his hand.

"Hmm, it's alright?"

"right?"

As Yan Huan held the apple in her palm and cut it into small pieces, Sakura Miyako noticed the blood-stained bandage under his hospital gown.

"Here it is, all done."

Yan Huan placed the knife on the table beside her and then put the apples one by one into the plate on the bedside table.

Just as he was about to hand it to Sakuramiya Hitomi, the woman beside him trembled slightly and spoke softly.
"President."

"How."

Yan Huan was holding a plate, and before she could turn her gaze to him, she saw Sakura Miyako stand up and hug her tightly.

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Yan Huan was slightly taken aback, and her eyes, resting on her neck, glanced at her long hair, which gradually changed from black to cherry blossom color.

And in her ear, Sakuramiya Hitomi's voice was soft and gentle.
"President, next time, please don't do things that worry me like this again, okay?"

Yan Huan knew that she was referring to her injuries from the car accident.

For some reason, Yan Huan always felt that her sadness was very heavy, seemingly heavier than the harm she was currently suffering.

It was as if he hadn't just been injured in a car accident, but had truly been separated from her by life and death, leaving her heartbroken.
Ok?
自己
You were definitely injured in a car accident, weren't you?
Yan Huan became puzzled, wondering why she would think that way.

"I'm perfectly fine. Ouch!"

As soon as Yan Huan spoke in his arms, she felt her ear being tugged, as if warning her not to say such things.

"."

Sensing Sakura Miyabi's seriousness, Yan Huan put down the fruit plate in her hand and then hugged the petite yet seemingly strong girl in front of her tightly.
"Okay, I promise you."

Yan Huan instinctively pulled her into his arms, wanting her to lean completely against him.

But Hitomi Sakura was afraid of touching Yan Huan's wounds, so she only agreed to stand and hug her.

"woo"

"Alright, if you don't eat some fruit soon, you'll get all black!"

Yan Huan gently patted Sakura Miyako's back, and just as she spoke, she suddenly noticed that the door to the ward was ajar.

Outside the door stood a very beautiful, long-haired woman with a knowing smile, covering her mouth as she observed the scene inside the room.

"hey-hey."

"!!"

Upon seeing this, Yan Huan immediately frowned and asked loudly,

"Who?"

"Hey?"

In his arms, Sakura Miyako, startled, quickly sat up, covered her body, and turned around to look, her face slightly flushed.

Similarly, they also saw a beautiful woman secretly observing from the doorway.

Hitomi Sakura was both embarrassed and annoyed, thinking to herself, "I'm always the one spying on others, but today I'm the one being spyed on!"
He spent his whole life hunting eagles, and yet he got pecked in the eye by one!
"Aunt?!"

Seeing this, Hitomi Sakura immediately clenched her fists and spoke, seemingly with some resentment.

Yan Huan was taken aback and looked at Sakura Miyabi.

Aunt?

Does Sakuramiya know this woman?

Are they relatives of the Sakuramiya family?
"Sorry, sorry, Tong, I just bumped into you by accident. You brat, don't you even recognize your own mother?!"

At the door, the beautiful woman scratched her cheek somewhat awkwardly before pushing the door open. She was wearing a well-fitting, expensive white dress and carrying a designer handbag, exuding an air of great wealth.

But upon hearing her words, Yan Huan's eyes widened in surprise.

Mother?!
Yan Huan looked at the woman in front of him again, and after careful observation, he realized that the woman's appearance was very similar to his own.
As the saying goes, sons resemble their mothers, and Yan Huan seems to be an example of this.

About five or six tenths of his handsome appearance comes from the woman in front of him.
And she is
"you"

At this moment, Yan Huan's mind was a little confused, but he vaguely remembered that his parents died in a plane crash not long after he transmigrated here!
Now, why is Mother suddenly acting like this again?
"what"

When the woman in front of her saw the shocked expression on Yan Huan's face, she couldn't help but look down at her clothes and bag.

She then realized what was happening and quickly covered her mouth.

"Oh no, we're exposed. I rushed back too quickly after learning you were in trouble, so..."

"what?"

Yan Huan was stunned and hadn't realized what she was saying.

But the woman before him, after much deliberation, sighed, went to the bedside, and took Yan Huan's hand.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Huan, your mom and dad didn't mean to lie to you."

Is it
Could it be that they've been faking their deaths all these years?!
This was the first thought that came to Yan Huan's mind.

But the next second, the woman in front of him pursed her lips and said hesitantly,
"Xiao Huan, your mom and dad are actually rich!"

"?"

Yan Huan blinked, her thoughts a little disoriented.

He clutched his aching head, instinctively trying to reconcile the conflicting thoughts in his mind with those of the woman before him.

"Wait a minute. I haven't always lived in public housing in the South District."

Upon hearing this, the woman in front of him showed a guilty expression.

"Yes, that house was bought by your father and me specifically to train you, and then we pretended to rent it to you."

"?"

Yan Huan opened her mouth, then quickly said,

But I haven't always lived alone.

"I'm sorry, I know. Dad and I are so sorry. We're very busy with work, constantly traveling the world. And to tell you, we went to Hong Kong to work... Waaah..."

"No, no, no, what I mean is, weren't you all gone a long time ago?"

"!!"

"President!"

Upon hearing this, both the woman in front of them and Sakura Miyako widened their eyes.

Then, Sakuramiya Hitomi quickly spoke up to remind her, and hugged the woman in front of her to comfort her.
"Aunt Wang, the chairman didn't do it on purpose. It's just that what you said was too sudden, so he suddenly couldn't accept it."

"Waaah... I... I know... I'm sorry to Xiao Huan."

Yan Huan was actually on a completely different wavelength from them.

Yan Huan's mind is now filled with the conflict between his original memories and reality. This dreamlike feeling makes it difficult for his left and right hemispheres to work against each other.

However, Sakura Miyabi and the woman in front of her seemed to mistakenly believe that Yan Huan harbored resentment because of their neglect and deception over the years, and even did not want to acknowledge them anymore!
"I'll call your dad right now and tell him to come back quickly. No matter what, this can't go on."

The woman in front of him wiped away her tears, but then her gaze gradually hardened.

She patted the comforting Sakura Miyabi Hitomi on the shoulder, took a deep look at her son, then picked up her phone and turned to leave.

"President."

Meanwhile, watching the woman leave, Sakura Miyako glanced at Yan Huan with sympathy, unsure of what to say.

But Yan Huan.
They were already caught in a very dramatic and shocking state.

He quickly grabbed his phone from the side, opened Plane, and everything was as before except that he couldn't see Bai Yi's chat box.

The only difference is that there are two more ways to contact them.

"dad"

"mother"

Inside, scrolling from beginning to end, there are quite a few chat records.

I rarely communicate with my father; once a week is considered good.

But my mother sends messages every day, even if it's just a greeting or two.
Upon seeing those two notes, Yan Huan felt a sharp pain in her head.

And just now, that woman's name came to mind.
Wang Yulu

这 是
his mother.

She and her father did not die in the past plane crash; they have been alive all along.

but.
Yan Huan's life trajectory, however, seems to have remained largely unchanged.

His parents were always working away from home, and they lied that his family was very poor, so that Yan Huan lived in a rented room in the South District and only sent money back to him on time every month.

Yan Huan, who has memories of her past life, also worked hard and was admitted to Totsuki Academy and became the student council president through her own efforts.

this.
Bai Yi?

Even though her memory had become hazy, Yan Huan instantly realized something as she saw the reality before her deviating from its expected state, and her expression changed slightly.

Outside the half-open door of the ward, Wang Yulu's voice could be heard talking on the phone.
"Yan Shuhan, stop talking. I know what you're doing might be useful, and Xiao Huan has indeed become very outstanding, but isn't that enough? It's time."

"."

"This isn't about you coming back! He's almost disowning us now!"

"."

"Let it go! If this continues, she'll start to believe Lanlan is her real mother!"

"."

Yan Huan looked at the doorway and blinked.

Sakura Miyako, thinking he was very sad, pursed her lips and reached out her small hand to tightly grasp Yan Huan's hand.

"It's alright, President. No matter what, I'll be here for you."

"."

Not long after, the conversation outside the door finally ended.

The door opened again, and Wang Yulu once more entered the room.

She looked at Yan Huan, who was wrapped in bandages on the hospital bed, and forced a kind smile.

"Xiao Huan."

Looking at the woman in front of her, Yan Huan hesitated for a second and did not speak.

Wang Yulu took a deep breath and continued,
"Dad probably still won't be able to come back during this time, but I'll stay at Linmen for a while."

Yan Huan was a little flustered, but could only make a joke.
"Let's forget about it. With that apartment in the south district, you'd only be able to stay in a hotel anyway."

Just kidding, actually that house can accommodate three people.

He used to live with Anle and Sakura Miyako like this.

"Don't worry about Xiao Huan, Mom will take care of this."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yulu smiled slightly, looking at Yan Huan with a face full of guilt.

"I'm planning to buy you a villa and put it in your name!"

"?"

Yan Huan blinked, recalling the incredibly luxurious villa in Aunt Ye's house.

Moreover, that villa has five floors and more than a dozen rooms!
It's located in the most luxurious area of ​​the Jinghe District, even more luxurious than the dilapidated villa in Beihai District where Ye Shiyu previously imprisoned her!

"Perfect timing! Your Aunt Lanlan has been urging us to come back and live here, so we'll buy you a villa like hers."

As she spoke, Wang Yulu rubbed her hands together, tentatively approached Yan Huan, and asked,
"Look, is this okay, Xiao Huan?"

Yan Huan was dumbfounded, and could only vaguely calculate the price of the villa in that area.

In that dilapidated and abandoned area of ​​Beihai District, a villa like this would cost at least tens of millions of yuan, and that's where Aunt Ye lives.
Its value is probably immeasurable!

This is me.
He's been promoted to a second-generation rich kid?!
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Seeing Yan Huan hesitate, Wang Yulu thought he was angry and complaining about their deception.

Wang Yulu's expression darkened slightly, but she ultimately smiled and conceded.
"If Xiaohuan doesn't want to live with us, that's fine too. We can buy two houses with her. You can live across from Aunt Lanlan's house; we'll be in the same neighborhood as you."

Wang Yulu was talking when Yan Huan still hadn't reacted.

But when Sakura Miyako heard that the villa was located "opposite to Ye Lan's house," her eyes widened instantly, and she instinctively spoke firmly.
“No, no, no, no!!”

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Upon hearing this, Wang Yulu and Yan Huan both stared blankly at Sakura Miyabi standing to the side.

Feeling the same gaze directed at her, Sakuramiya Hitomi blushed slightly and avoided eye contact as she explained,
"That area has a high premium, and besides, I'm afraid there aren't two suitable houses available, so it's not a good fit."

"."

The two remained silent, looking at Hitomi Sakura.

Meeting their gazes, after a moment's hesitation, Sakuramiya Hitomi gently raised her hand, weakly speaking as if her true intentions had been revealed.
"Actually, there are two reasonably priced villas for sale near my mansion."
"Aunt Wang, Chairman, look!"

(End of this chapter)