CHAPTER 603: CHAPTER 602: BIG PLATE CHICKEN (2/3)

Because Yang Chen needs to leave for a while, he naturally can’t help the Zhang family with the investigation.

However, Yang Chen can sense that the Yang family definitely has people keeping an eye on them.

Calling Gu Xijun here is naturally to protect the Zhang family to the greatest extent, while also investigating the truth of the matter.

Yang Chen is rather optimistic about Gu Xijun’s investigative ability because Gu Xijun’s intuition is really accurate.

"What will we do when you leave!" Zhang Shaoting now completely sees Yang Chen as a savior.

Yang Chen said, "I suggest that until the truth of the matter is thoroughly investigated, you should try to avoid going out, because the enemy is in the dark while you are in the light; it’s easy for them to strike at you, but it’s hard for you to find where they truly are."

He glanced at everyone and continued, "During my absence, if you have any issues, just contact Captain Gu. I believe she will help you resolve them."

After speaking, Yang Chen left the Zhang family’s manor, leaving Gu Xijun to negotiate with the Zhang family.

Back home, Yang Chen said to Chen Siyan, who was watching TV, "Pack your things; we’re leaving tomorrow!"

Chen Siyan was stunned, looked up at Yang Chen, blinked, and asked, "Brother, what did you say?"

Yang Chen said earnestly, "I said, pack your things; we’ll set off early tomorrow morning!"

"Going on a trip?" Chen Siyan restrained her excitement as she spoke.

"Sort of!" Yang Chen thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Yay yay yay! This is great! Yay!" Chen Siyan cheered loudly, bounced off the sofa, and after a brief celebratory jump, she lunged at Yang Chen.

From that angle, with that momentum, Yang Chen could immediately see that Chen Siyan couldn’t possibly land on him, so he hurriedly stepped forward and caught her.

"Brother! You’re the best!" Chen Siyan was extremely excited and planted a kiss on Yang Chen’s cheek.

Yang Chen felt a tickle on his face and couldn’t help but laugh foolishly.

"You!" Chen Siyan saw Yang Chen laughing foolishly, pouted, and with her cheeks slightly red, said, "Your beard is prickly!"

After speaking, Chen Siyan quickly ran up the stairs.

"This little girl!" Yang Chen wiped the place on his cheek where she’d kissed him earlier and couldn’t help but shake his head with a light laugh.

Yang Chen made a phone call to Gao Hong downstairs.

"Gao Hong!"

"Boss!"

"Are you ready?"

"All set!"

"Then come to Emperor Garden this afternoon!"

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen sat down on the sofa waiting.

Before long, Chen Siyan was leaning over the upstairs railing, shouting down at Yang Chen, "Brother! I just called Sister Xueqing; she said she’d be back after signing the contract this afternoon!"

Yang Chen shook his head helplessly; this little girl really knows how to create trouble for herself.

At noon.

Once Chen Siyan had finished packing her things, Yang Chen’s meal was also ready.

"Smells so good!" Chen Siyan sniffed, "Brother, what did you make?"

Yang Chen smiled and said, "I made your favorite spicy chicken."

"Wow! Really?" Chen Siyan rushed into the kitchen.

Looking at the steaming pot lid, Chen Siyan sniffed hard, smelling the familiar scent she had missed for so long.

She carefully walked up, reached out and opened the lid, a wave of steaming aroma rose up, while also revealing a pot of simmering chicken pieces, making her drool, "Brother! Hmm! Smells so good, I want to eat! I want to eat!"

Yang Chen smiled and pulled Chen Siyan away, speaking softly, "Wait a moment, just stand aside for now; it will be ready soon."

Seeing Chen Siyan’s excited look, Yang Chen couldn’t help but think back to that winter...

That winter, Yang Chen was fifteen.

Chen Siyan was only ten.

That day was Yang Chen’s birthday.

Plump snowflakes drifted down lightly.

Yang Chen’s big hand held Chen Siyan’s little hand, strolling down the sparsely populated street.

Across from Baihe, across the bridge, not far was a street full of snack shops.

Inside was warm and bustling, people hiding from the cold sat at steaming dining tables eating.

While Yang Chen and Chen Siyan watched eagerly from outside, enduring the chill.

Back then, Yang Chen only had ten yuan in hand, meant for celebrating his birthday.

But Yang Chen knew this ten yuan probably wouldn’t buy much.

"Brother, I want spicy chicken..." little ten-year-old Chen Siyan tugged on Yang Chen, looking pitifully at him, then glanced longingly at the diners in the spicy chicken restaurant, eating with satisfaction...

Yang Chen could read the sign clearly, which stated small portion spicy chicken for twenty-five, medium for thirty-five, large for fifty.

Ten yuan wouldn’t even buy half a small portion.

But seeing Chen Siyan’s yearning eyes, Yang Chen clenched his fists.

"You wait here." Yang Chen pulled Chen Siyan to a corner to shelter from the snow, "I’ll buy some for you!"

He headed alone into the spicy chicken restaurant, watching the coming and going customers and the busy staff, no one paid him any attention.

Finally, Chen Siyan mustered up the courage to walk towards the kitchen.

But as soon as he reached the door, a staff member stopped him, "Hey hey hey, little one, where are you going? The bathroom is over there."

"I... I don’t need the bathroom, I, I want some spicy chicken," Yang Chen said courageously.

"Which table are you from?"

"I... didn’t sit inside."

"Alright, find a seat first and wait in line, the food will be served to you in a while."

"No..."

Finally, Yang Chen managed to explain himself.

The staff felt sorry for Yang Chen and wanted to give him some leftover spicy chicken.

But Yang Chen refused and insisted on using ten yuan to buy some.

Seeing his insistence, the staff packed a small portion for Yang Chen.

"Thank you!" Yang Chen, holding the hot spicy chicken, bowed deeply and ran out.

Rushing out of the restaurant, Yang Chen found Chen Siyan and dragged her to run back.

The two ran back to the orphanage, where Yang Chen sneaked two buns from the kitchen, and the two huddled in a corner, opened the steaming spicy chicken.

At that moment, Yang Chen felt it was the most fulfilling, most satisfying birthday.

Watching Chen Siyan devour the chicken, Yang Chen put down his chopsticks, dipped the bun in sauce to fill his stomach.

Years later, that scene remained vivid in his memory.

He took a deep breath, a smile appeared on his face, and he served the spicy chicken onto the dining table.

Chen Siyan cheered, picked up a piece of chicken with her chopsticks and began eating voraciously, blowing it cool due to the heat, but reluctant to spit out the steaming chicken.

Yang Chen seeing this, laughed saying, "Take it slow, it’s all yours, don’t burn yourself!"

"Mmm mmm! It’s so delicious, brother! So delicious! You’re amazing, you can make spicy chicken! It tastes fantastic!" Chen Siyan’s mouth was full of chicken, but she couldn’t stop herself from speaking.

Seeing Chen Siyan’s satisfied look, Yang Chen couldn’t help but smile, "If you like it, eat more."

This feeling was somehow reminiscent of that winter...