Chapter 1889: Chapter 892: Lin Haihu’s Disappearance Event_2

Although Yan Fei liked it, he usually wasn’t willing to let his wife wear high heels all the time. Such high heels are bad for one’s legs and feet, you don’t even need to try them to know they’re definitely not as stable and convenient as regular shoes.

Moreover, Xu Xiaoyan also wasn’t used to it. She hadn’t worn such high heels in the past twenty years.

But if he wanted his wife to occasionally wear them at home, Yan Fei felt a bit embarrassed. He was too shy to say something like that, fearing it might make his wife think he’s a bit of a pervert.

It was the girl who discovered it herself. No matter how mighty Yan Xiaofei was, in Xu Xiaoyan’s eyes, she could guess what he was thinking from a single glance or expression.

If she wasn’t sure, since the girl was quite free these days, she could just try them on. That guy might not say anything with his mouth, but his eyes wouldn’t lie… and his actions would certainly never deceive.

To tell the truth, Xu Xiaoyan now understood someone’s preferences all too well. Especially after he revealed the secrets of the dinosaur world to her, making him almost transparent in her eyes. Any little thoughts he had seemed to be written all over his face.

Though she was a bit shy and embarrassed—not because of any male chauvinism—the girl just felt that since she belonged to that fool, making him happy also made her happy. Understanding his likes, his habits, and making him feel better was a wife’s responsibility.

After all, he had to support the family!

So occasionally, if Yan Fei made the girl happy, she would make slight changes to also make him happy.

Like now.

Yan Fei could also sense this, so every time he received a ‘reward,’ he wouldn’t let victory go to his head.

He would reflect, summarize experiences and lessons.

It seemed he didn’t do much today, just that Director Xu came and left, and he seemed to have said a few words offhand. What did he say exactly? That this guy offended him as soon as they were introduced because he had the same surname Xu. Otherwise, he would’ve long since sent him some grunt work. Were it not for his surname Xu, he wouldn’t have even given him a chance to interact later, let alone showing him face when he brought something as a gift!

That’s probably what he said, and after summarizing the success, Yan Fei was happily waiting for the final benefit to come—these days he was quite busy. The lab people rarely come, but now they’ve been frequenting it quite often due to the final results. So, doing anything in broad daylight was quite inconvenient.

It seemed like that was just an excuse. Boss Yan could sit at home and hear people coming and going at the lab entrance, so even if he intended to do something, it wouldn’t affect him.

Or perhaps, deep down, he just wanted to look at his wife’s current appearance a bit longer?

Just as he was lost in thought, Yan Fei’s phone rang. The girl was back-facing him, bending over to pack things. After a few rings without him picking up, she turned her head to see his silly expression.

His little secret was exposed!

Yan Fei nonchalantly pulled out his phone. Seeing the number, he hurriedly answered.

It was a call from home, from his eldest uncle—he knew this uncle’s character, and he would never call unless something important happened.

On answering the call, it indeed was a big deal. His uncle had a hint of panic in his voice: “Xiao Fei, your brother is missing!”

What?

Yan Fei was taken aback. What kind of trouble did Lin Haihu stir up again?

“Uncle, take it slow, clarify what happened? Don’t panic, I’m driving back now, just explain to me clearly!” Comforting his uncle, Yan Fei didn’t forget to signal to his wife to get ready.

That scoundrel Lin Haihu, though mischievous, wouldn’t deliberately cause big trouble—he does rely on cousin Yan Fei to make a living. Even if teased by Yan Fei, he’d promptly inform him of certain matters.

Take his journalistic earnings, though appearing mischievous, he acted quite appropriately, and would often consult the people at the site about what to do or not to do.

Moreover, from another perspective, he saved Yan Fei quite a bit of trouble. Knowing about his journalistic endeavors, the people at the site would direct unfamiliar journalists to Lin Haihu for handling. If any interviews were to include Yan Fei, Lin Haihu would seek Yan Fei’s approval, indirectly shielding him from unnecessary disturbances.

As he learned more and earned more, he became adept in the propaganda realm, knowing what to publicize and what not to!

His young age sometimes spurred reckless actions, but if not for that, he’d definitely be a qualified news spokesperson.

Yan Fei understood his uncle’s personality too, and if nothing major had happened, he wouldn’t have called in such a tone.

“I heard from the folks at the site that he believes he’ll make a big news story sooner or later, and through news reports, he’ll be exceptionally admitted to university.” Lin Xiuqing composed himself and began explaining to Yan Fei. “None of us know exactly what he plans to do, but he’s been neglecting schoolwork, only focusing on becoming a journalist. Two days ago, he told me he’d be staying at school to prepare for a monthly exam. Just now, I found out that he didn’t attend the school exam, and when I checked his room, his camcorder and camera were gone, and his phone is off…”

Lin Xiuqing, already overwhelmed by work, had no background in project management. His education was rudimentary at best, probably equivalent to elementary school level. After joining the site, he took on responsibilities gradually, learning from workers around him.

The folks from back home had this quality; they treated Yan Fei’s site work as their own, ensuring everything was handled well. His zeal often left Yan Fei feeling sheepish—an uncle in his fifties carrying a small notebook to learn was genuinely commendable.

Now, with road, bridge, and factory construction, Lin Xiuqing was busier than ever. While having no specific title or duty, he was routinely on the construction site, serving as a foreman, courier of messages, and overseeing workers against laziness and corner-cutting. This left him with no time to tend to his son!

It was a well-known fact that Lin Haihu wasn’t cut out for academia; everyone acknowledged this.

Reaching high school was more than satisfactory for Lin Xiuqing. Regardless, as long as he graduated with a high school diploma and could read a bit better, it was enough. This kid, while not excelling at studies, could work diligently, smartly, and by sticking with cousin Yan Fei, he wouldn’t starve.

But who could have predicted that a guy known and acknowledged in the whole village for having no academic prospects now had the guts to consider pursuing university?

Mentioning it, nine out of ten would burst into laughter. Crucially, this kid not only conceived such an idea but also put it into action, seemingly chasing after some major news story and consequently getting himself lost!

In this, he and cousin Yan Fei were quite alike, both being doers. Yet, unlike Yan Fei, he lacked the skill set, making Yan Fei busier now!

…

Moments later, Xu Xiaoyan was sitting in the dinosaur world’s Vegetable Garden Island cave eating, while Yan Fei was driving out of the Provincial City, calling Lin Haihu’s journalist mentor, Zhang Kun, while at it.

After getting the info from Zhang Kun, Yan Fei pocketed his phone, and the car took a turn into the dinosaur world.

Within ten minutes, he was already over the Sancha River Township.

It wasn’t time to show up yet; having taken only half an hour since Lin Xiuqing’s call to return from the Provincial City would shock people more than Lin Haihu’s disappearance, and he didn’t want to frighten anyone.

Still, he kept busy, flying over several sites, tuning into conversations on the ground, gathering preliminary information.

By now, county and bureau folks had arrived at the site, leaving a liaison while the others were likely in a frenzy—losing Boss Yan’s cousin was a major issue and demands utmost attention.

After eavesdropping a while, he switched to the school, listening in—Lin Haihu, generous and wielding Yan Fei as a substantial backup, managed to gain some good rapport over time.

After gathering enough, Yan Fei found a secluded spot to emerge and called his uncle…