Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

The air in the ward fell silent for a moment.

Prince Fu's words weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a stone.

As long as Zero lives, the earth will never have peace.

It's not a good idea for most of the Green Gang's strong members to be guarding that mothership every day.

Meng Chuan leaned against the headboard, his brows furrowed.

He knew, of course, that guarding the mothership was not a long-term solution.

Zero is like a snake lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce and bite at any moment.

But now, he even has difficulty getting out of bed, let alone going to Mars to hack into the mothership.

"We can only keep watch for now."

Meng Chuan's voice was weary, yet unusually firm:

"Have King Bi expand the perimeter threefold and send another batch of firearms up there. Even if Zero comes, don't let him get close to the mothership. As for the scientists... tell them not to try to dismantle it. Instead, study the material of the mothership's hull first. Maybe they can find a way to get in."

He paused, then looked at Yingdie:

"Let's add another transport ship and send Blood Rakshasa to Mars as well. She has strong tracking abilities, so let her follow Bi Wang Zhao Ling's trail."

"Yes, Master."

Yingdie nodded in agreement.

With Prince Fu in the lead, Yingdie dared not call Mengchuan her husband.

Prince Fu looked at Meng Chuan with eyes full of satisfaction:

"The troupe leader has thought things through. This way, you can at least hold on until your health improves. Just focus on recovering. As for the matter on Mars, Bi Wang should be fine."

As he spoke, he turned his wheelchair, preparing to leave with Elder Hua.

"and many more."

Meng Chuan suddenly called out to them, lowering his voice.

A hint of barely perceptible panic flickered in his eyes:

"Uncle Fu, Yingdie, you... don't go yet."

Prince Fu and Elder Hua exchanged a glance, both noticing that something was wrong with Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan pursed his lips, feeling somewhat guilty, and asked:

"Um... what exactly is going on with Liu Qian and Chen Yiyi? Give me the details."

Meng Chuan was genuinely a little intimidated.

Facing Zero's mechs on Mars, Meng Chuan fought fearlessly.

But at this moment, he seemed more like a child who had done something wrong.

On the surface, Meng Chuan's only wife is Liu Qian.

Chen Yiyi was hidden away by Meng Chuan for more than ten years.

And then there's Yingdie and Xue Luosha, who's always been by her side. Now that the four women are together, they all seem to be getting along well.

This made Meng Chuan feel very uneasy.

Prince Fu paused for a moment, then coughed awkwardly twice:

"Why don't you ask them about this yourself? Why are you asking an old man like me?"

Prince Fu turned his wheelchair, intending to move it towards the door:

"I still have to arrange things for Mars, I'll be going now."

"Fuber!"

Meng Chuan hurriedly called out to him:

"Don't go! You must know something!"

Prince Fu stopped his wheelchair and sighed:

“Master, matters of the heart are none of an outsider’s business. The fact that they’re not arguing or fighting anymore is already a good thing. You should talk to them yourself; it’ll be more effective than asking me.”

After saying that, without waiting for Meng Chuan to speak again, he pushed his wheelchair and hurriedly left the ward.

Meng Chuan glanced at Ying Die, then at Elder Hua.

"This has nothing to do with me. I am just a hall master, and a medical hall at that. I am only responsible for treating patients and saving lives. I don't care about anything else."

Old Hua hurriedly spread his hands.

After saying that, he chased after Prince Fu.

Only Meng Chuan and Ying Die remained in the ward.

Meng Chuan looked at Ying Die, his eyes pleading:

"Shadow Butterfly, you must know, right? Did they... say anything?"

"My lord, I... I still have things to attend to. The transport ship's schedule hasn't been arranged yet, I must go first..."

Yingdie felt like she was fleeing in panic.

"stop."

Meng Chuan said in a deep voice:

"Shadow Butterfly, do you dare to try and fool me?"

Yingdie froze, turned around, lowered her head, and spoke in a voice barely audible:

“My lord, this really has nothing to do with me. It was Prince Fu’s idea. He said the best way to wake you up is to let the troupe leader’s wife and Chen Yiyi meet and say… say that they’ve talked things out. Maybe you’ll wake up in your anxiety.”

Meng Chuan was taken aback:

"Sure enough, I knew it must have been that old bastard Prince Fu's idea. Only he would always be harboring such a wicked scheme."

Meng Chuan said with some resentment.

It's a shame he even shed tears for Prince Fu's complete loss of cultivation.

I knew I should have kicked him a couple of times while he was weak.

"And what happened after they met? Did they really not argue?"

After cursing, Meng Chuan asked Ying Die nervously.

"They didn't argue; at least when they met, they just hugged each other and cried."

Yingdie also lowered her voice and said:

"However, before they met, Prince Fu personally talked with the troupe leader's wife for more than five hours. I don't know what they talked about."

"Later, Prince Fu even went to the United States and personally brought Chen Yiyi back."

Meng Chuan was stunned; he hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

He thought Liu Qian would hate Chen Yiyi and make a scene, but he never expected...

"So...they've accepted each other now?"

Meng Chuan asked cautiously.

My heart is also filled with anticipation.

Meng Chuan always felt indebted to Chen Yiyi.

Meng Chuan also wanted Chen Yiyi to be able to live openly and honestly by his side.

But that has always been Meng Chuan's wishful thinking.

Yingdie shook her head:

“I don’t know. But the troupe leader’s wife said that once you wake up, you should handle this yourself. She said she’s tired and doesn’t want to get angry about this kind of thing anymore.”

"Chen Yiyi said that she only wants to stay with you and the child, and she doesn't ask for anything else."

Meng Chuan fell silent, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

How much grievance lies behind Liu Qian's "tiredness"?

How much resentment is hidden behind Chen Yiyi's "I don't ask for anything else"?

He owes these two women something he can never repay in this lifetime.

"I see."

Meng Chuan took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse:

"You can go out first, let me think about it by myself."

Yingdie nodded, turned and left the ward, gently closing the door behind her.

Meng Chuan was left alone in the ward again.

He leaned against the headboard, staring at the ceiling, his mind a jumbled mess.

The Martian mothership, Zero hiding in the shadows, the cultivation that disappeared from his body, and the four women around him... each of these things was like a mountain, pressing down on him and making it hard for him to breathe.

But he couldn't fall down.

Prince Fu exhausted his cultivation for him, and Liu Qian and Chen Yiyi put aside their grudges for him.

Shadow Butterfly and Blood Rakshasa made silent sacrifices for him.

There are still so many Green Gang members waiting for him.

So many people on Earth worship him...

He needs to recover quickly, go to Mars to hack the mothership, find Zero, and give those around him an explanation.

Just then, the door of the ward was gently pushed open.

Liu Qian brought in a bowl of porridge. Seeing that Meng Chuan was awake, a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"Are you awake? Old Hua said you should have some porridge, so I made you some millet porridge. Try it."

Looking at Liu Qian, Meng Chuan felt a surge of guilt and panic. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Liu Qian placed the porridge on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently touched Meng Chuan's forehead:

"Still thinking about Mars? Forget about it, focus on getting better first. As for other things..."

She paused, looked at Meng Chuan, and her eyes held a complex expression:

"We'll have a proper talk once you're better."

Meng Chuan looked at Liu Qian, nodded, and his eyes were a little red:

"Qian'er, I'm sorry."

"Let's have some porridge first."

Liu Qian picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and held it to Meng Chuan's lips.

This was the only time she had smiled since she learned that Mars had exploded and that Meng Chuan was on Mars.

Meng Chuan opened his mouth and drank the warm millet porridge, feeling a warm glow in his heart...