Quick Wear: After Revenge, I and the Immortal King Renew Our Relationship

The rest of the day was extremely quiet, mainly because Song Zhaodi no longer made any obvious movements. I didn't know whether she was planning a big move or just kept quiet after receiving a warning from the system.

Of course, An Yan prefers the former, but it doesn’t matter. No matter what she wants to do, she will not succeed.

Tuanzi hacked into the control group system and figured out its mission plan without the other party noticing.

Its so-called mission is not the events that the two people do, but depends on human cognition and views of them, positive emotions such as praise, envy, and admiration for the host, and negative emotions such as ridicule and disgust for the control group. The degree of comparison between the two is the criterion for judging whether the mission is successful or not.

So, is it possible that Song Zhaodi will use public opinion to accomplish her mission later? Interesting.

The train stopped at the station and everyone packed their luggage. Just like when they got on the train, Rong Wenjing protected his wife and children, and Yan Hengxuan carried the luggage, and they squeezed out of the train together.

"Huh..." An Yan and Tuanzi ran to a place with fewer people and took a deep breath. They had held their breath for too long. The car was full of people who hadn't taken a shower for several days, and the various smells they emitted mixed together were suffocating.

"There are two boats to the island every day. Why don't we go to the guesthouse to take a hot bath and then take the afternoon boat back to the island?" Rong Wenjing suggested as he saw the mother and son both dislike the smell on their bodies and looked at him pitifully.

An Yan and Tuanzi's eyes lit up instantly, and Rong Wenjing couldn't help laughing, "Hengxuan, what about you?"

"I'm just an old man and I don't mind being dirty. I can just wash it with cold water when I get home. Now I can just catch the boat in the morning, so I'll go back first. I'll borrow a car to pick you up in the afternoon." Yan Hengxuan carried his small bag and went ahead.

They found a guesthouse nearby and took a nice hot bath, feeling very comfortable.

In order to match the scenery of the island, An Yan specially picked out coconut-scented skin care products and applied them to Tuanzi and Rong Wenjing. The fragrant family rested for a while, ate a big meal stored in the system space in the room, and then strolled around the town to buy some cakes, snacks and scarce items on the island.

After buying tickets and boarding the ship, they specially found seats close to the deck. The ship moved slowly. An Yan stood by the fence. In front of her was the endless sea and the clear blue sky. The sea and the sky were connected, and the sea breeze brought a salty smell, which made people nostalgic.

Tuanzi leaned his head out from the middle of the railing, stretched out his hands to catch the splashing waves, and had a lot of fun.

"Mom, it's a little fish!" Tuanzi excitedly pinched the little fish that fell into the trap. He turned around suddenly and found that his head was stuck. He pulled hard but couldn't get it out. His little face turned red all of a sudden.

An Yan couldn't help but laugh, and carefully helped him stretch the railing to pull his head out. The railing was slightly deformed, but it was okay, An Yan put it back to its original shape as if nothing had happened.

Tuanzi handed the dying fish to An Yan like he was presenting a treasure. An Yan was not disappointed at all. It was a rare moment for him to be so childish, so he exaggeratedly said, "My Tuanzi is so amazing! He is the first person to catch fish with bare hands!"

Tuanzi was very happy and ran to Rong Wenjing to ask for credit. Rong Wenjing praised him and took out a small cup for him to keep it in to prevent it from being dehydrated for too long and becoming dry.

It took about two hours to get to the island. An Yan had enjoyed the scenery enough and returned to her seat to rest when she was tired of standing. She unexpectedly saw Song Zhaodi and Fang Zhicheng.

Fang Zhicheng kept cursing, "What's the use of you? Even your luggage was stolen. You wasted so much of our time. Otherwise, we would have reached the island long ago and could have laid down to rest by now!"

Song Zhaodi lowered her head and followed him without saying a word, but her tightly clenched fists showed that she was not at peace in her heart. It must have been very difficult for her to endure.

An Yan leaned on Rong Wenjing's shoulder and took a light nap. It was not until the ship finally docked and the crowd gradually dispersed that Rong Wenjing gently woke her up. An Yan sat up with sleepy eyes and looked outside. "Are we there yet?"

"Yeah!" Rong Wenjing moved his numb arms, carried the luggage with one hand, and held An Yan's hand with the other. An Yan then held Tuanzi, who was holding a small fish in his hand, and they got off the boat leisurely.

Yan Hengxuan and a young man were already waiting on the shore. When they saw them, they raised their arms and shouted, "Cousin! Here!" This shout attracted everyone's attention, and Song Zhaodi also saw it.

The young man quickly ran to Rong Wenjing and the others, "Hello, Brother Rong, hello, sister-in-law! Hello, Tuanzi!" He quickly took Rong Wenjing's luggage.

"Hello." An Yan greeted with a smile. This person had appeared in the original owner's memory. His name was He Ying. He was a subordinate of Rong Wenjing in the first group. He was also the one who competed with Fang Zhicheng for promotion in the later period. The two had never gotten along well.

"Hello, uncle." Tuanzi knew He Ying and took the initiative to go up to share his joy. He Ying also gave him face and the two of them talked and laughed.

After putting all the stuff in the car, He Ying carried Tuanzi to the back seat. Everyone else got in. After the car drove a few steps, they saw Fang Zhicheng and his men walking. He Ying whistled, "Hey, Deputy Battalion Commander Fang, you're back from vacation too!"

Fang Zhicheng's expression was unfriendly. He snorted coldly, "Deputy Battalion Commander He changed his career to become a driver?"

He Ying was very proud, "It is my honor to be my brother Rong's driver."

Seeing An Yan sitting in the back seat of the car, Song Zhaodi couldn't control her jealousy. Why did she have to walk back home in both of her lives, while she could always take a car? "We're both vice-chairmen, and you're not ashamed of lowering your status."

Everyone present showed expressions of confusion. He Ying looked at her curiously, as if she had just seen this person. "Is this Deputy Battalion Commander Fang's new wife? She really is... a perfect match for Deputy Battalion Commander Fang."

Song Zhaodi was about to hold her head high, but when she saw Fang Zhicheng's face darken, she realized that this was not a compliment to her.

"Deputy Regimental Officer Rong, Battalion Commander Yan, my sister-in-law and Little Tuanzi, driver Xiao He is here to serve you, sit tight!" He Ying raised her head proudly, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove away for a long distance, leaving behind only the rising exhaust gas and dust.

Song Zhaodi and the other two were caught off guard and were caught red-handed. They were all covered in dust and coughed violently several times.

Song Zhaodi stood there in a daze, her mind wandering. She grabbed Fang Zhicheng's arm and asked, "What did he just say? What?"

Fang Zhicheng looked fiercely in the direction where they had disappeared and said angrily, "So what if I'm deputy regiment commander? I'll be able to climb up sooner or later!"

"Deputy regiment commander? Without Yan Hengxuan, Song Anyan would have married the deputy regiment commander directly!" Song Zhaodi was distraught. Song Anyan must have done it on purpose. She lied to her that it was only a deputy position. If she had known this earlier, she would have ruined her marriage no matter what!

Now, even if she could reach Yan Hengxuan, she would still be one level behind! She was already so far behind at the starting line, so what should she do?