"I didn't do anything special, I just wanted Jiajia to check for any injuries," Lin Yifan made up an excuse in reply.

"A body check? Yifan, are you hurt?" An Qi became worried in an instant.

"Yeah, when I was rescuing Jiajia just now, I think I got injured by one of Zhen Jian's men," Lin Yifan continued the deception.

"Is that really so?" An Qi was somewhat doubtful.

...

At this moment, the kind voice of An Qi's mother broke the awkward silence in the room.

She had chased after An Qi all the way here, but she just couldn't keep up with the frantic pace of her overly anxious daughter; that's why she arrived late.

"We were just playing around!" An Qi spoke to clear the air; she definitely didn't want her mother to find out about the sneaky dealings between Lin Yifan and Zhou Jiajia. She then asked, "Mom! What brings you here?"

"Isn't that a silly question? My precious daughter is injured, how could I not come and keep a close eye on her?" An Qi's mother replied, clearly annoyed.

"Mommy loves me the most." An Qi linked arms with her mother, then rested her head on her shoulder, a radiant smile of happiness spreading across her face; a few seconds later, she urged, "Mom! The room's too cramped, let's go outside to talk."

"Mm! Alright." An Qi's mother had no suspicions and then followed An Qi out of the room.

It was only then that Lin Yifan and Zhou Jiajia were able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Feeling like they had just had a narrow escape, they walked shoulder to shoulder out of the restroom and then quickly followed An Qi's footsteps.

Once they arrived at the living room on the second floor, Lin Yifan sat down and began to talk with An Qi and her mother.

An Qi and her mother were simply curious about how he managed to 'resurrect' himself and rejuvenate; hence, he had no choice but to respond to their questions with fantastical reasons.

After all, there are many things in the world that cannot be explained by science, so there was nothing to avoid.

After talking about Lin Yifan's situation, An Qi and her mother discussed Zhou Jiajia's affairs.

Zhou Jiajia told her own story to An Qi and her mother in a half-truth, half-false manner, letting them roughly understand the situation.

Upon hearing that Zhen Jian had deceived Jiajia yet again, An Qi and her mother were so infuriated they were itching to lash out; they kept cursing Zhen Jian's ancestors until their anger subsided.

Only when she was sure that both Lin Yifan and Zhou Jiajia were fine did An Qi reluctantly leave; her injuries had not yet fully healed, and she still needed to stay in the hospital for observation and treatment.

After saying goodbye to An Qi, Lin Yifan was also ready to leave the An family's house. However, he was stopped by Zhou Jiajia who had something to ask.

This time, Zhou Jiajia wanted to clear up a question.

Finding a quiet spot, they sat down and talked.

"Well... uh... this..." Faced with this question, Lin Yifan was conflicted and unsure of how to answer.

But, having already been suspected, there was no use in continuing the deception, so he had no choice but to give an honest answer; maybe by doing so, he could still earn forgiveness.

Unable to refute, Lin Yifan could only sit there, pinching his earlobes with both hands and wearing an innocent face while being scolded.

"Don't you try to look pitiful! I am the one who's pitiful right now! Hmph!"

Seeing Lin Yifan's pitiable state, Zhou Jiajia was too angry to address him; she then folded her arms, refusing to look at Lin Yifan.

"Jiajia! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

Saying anything now was useless, he had to resort to this tactic.

"You didn't mean it? It looks to me like you did it on purpose," Zhou Jiajia retorted loudly, venting all her pent-up anger.

"Jiajia! I'm sorry, I know nothing I say now will make a difference; I just want you to give me a chance to mend my ways and to love you right," Lin Yifan replied, full of remorse.

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