Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 371 Bringing Jiang Zhixin Back to the Villa

Jiang Zhixin slowly woke up in a warm and comfortable feeling.

She habitually touched her lower abdomen, which was still flat, yet it already held all her worries and expectations.

Morning light streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting long, thin strips of light on the floor. She gently lifted the covers, picked up the soft knitted cardigan draped over the foot of the bed, and put it on, intending to go to the kitchen to heat up a glass of milk and make herself a simple breakfast.

However, before even reaching the kitchen, a subtle yet clear sound came from its direction—the gentle sizzling of oil in a frying pan, and the crisp clinking of bowls and plates.

Jiang Zhixin stopped in her tracks, a hint of doubt rising in her mind.

Weiwei?

That's not right. She had class this morning, so she should have left home by now.

Who could that be?

A vague guess, one that made her heart race, surfaced in her mind, yet she dared not be sure.

She tiptoed toward the kitchen, a hint of anticipation she herself didn't realize.

The closer you get, the richer the aroma of the food becomes—a blend of warm milk, the caramelized scent of fried eggs, and a hint of sweet wheat.

She saw it when she reached the kitchen doorway.

The tall figure, dressed in a simple white sweatshirt and gray loungewear, was facing away from her, skillfully turning off the stove and placing a perfectly fried, golden-brown sunny-side-up egg into a pristine white bone china plate. On the counter, a steaming glass of milk, a small dish of glistening blueberries and strawberries, and two slices of perfectly toasted whole-wheat bread exuding an enticing aroma were already laid out.

Seemingly sensing her gaze, the figure turned around.

The morning sunlight shone perfectly on his well-defined profile.

When Chen Yan saw Jiang Zhixin, a gentle and doting smile bloomed on his face: "You're awake? You've gotten up just in time, breakfast is already ready."

As he spoke, he picked up the plate of beautifully arranged fried eggs and fruit, then took the cup of warm milk, and walked towards her.

Jiang Zhixin stood there, her gaze fixed on the plate in his hand—the sunny-side-up egg was perfectly cooked, the fruit was fresh and juicy, the bread was soft and fluffy, and the milk was at the perfect temperature; everything was exactly what she liked.

For a moment she didn't know how to react, she just stared at him blankly, her heart pounding uncontrollably in her chest.

Chen Yan placed the breakfast on the table next to her, walked over to her, and reached out to pull the coat draped over her shoulders: "Eat it while it's hot."

Jiang Zhixin pouted, feigning displeasure: "Who let you come over?"

Chen Yan chuckled and said nonchalantly, "I'll be living here from now on, so it'll be easier to take care of you."

"do not want!"

Jiang Zhixin stubbornly said, "I can manage on my own..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Yan leaned down and pressed his lips against her slightly parted mouth without warning.

"Well…!"

All the voices, all the feigned toughness and refusal, were silenced by this sudden kiss.

The man's scent was still so clean and familiar, carrying a hint of the warm aroma of breakfast, completely overwhelming her senses.

Jiang Zhixin tried to raise her hand to push him away, but her fingertips touched the soft fabric of his hoodie. It was as if all her strength had been drained away, and in the end she could only clench her fist gently.

The kiss wasn't deep; it lasted a few seconds before Chen Yan slowly pulled away, his forehead still pressed intimately against hers.

Jiang Zhixin's cheeks flushed, her breath was slightly ragged, and her watery eyes were wide open with surprise and shyness.

Chen Yan chuckled softly, gently brushing his thumb across her slightly damp lower lip, and murmured, "Your lips are so soft, why do you speak so stubbornly?"

"you……!"

Jiang Zhixin, feeling both ashamed and angry that her thoughts had been exposed, glared fiercely at the man.

She seemed to want to say something more in rebuttal, but in the end she just huffed and walked past him, quickly went to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up the golden-brown whole-wheat bread, and took a big bite in a fit of anger, as if she were treating the bread as some man who had taken matters into his own hands.

Chen Yan looked at her like this and couldn't help but chuckle.

He knew that she had finally accepted the breakfast. And his staying to take care of her was now a tacit agreement from her.

After finishing breakfast, Jiang Zhixin didn't speak to Chen Yan and went straight back to her room to rest.

Chen Yan didn't disturb her and sat on the sofa in the living room replying to work messages.

……

……

evening.

Bai Wei, carrying her bag and humming a little tune, pushed open the door to her home, and the familiar, rich aroma of food immediately wafted towards her.

She sniffed, skillfully changed her shoes, and peeked into the kitchen.

"what?"

Bai Wei put down her bag and asked in surprise, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Chen Yan was focused on pouring hot oil over a steamed sea bass, the sizzling sound releasing the complex aroma of scallions and soy sauce.

Without turning his head, he said, "I'll be staying here for the next few days to cook for Xinxin."

Bai Wei snorted and teased, "Why are you being so sentimental now? Where were you before?"

Chen Yan turned to look at Bai Wei: "Oh right. I only made enough for me and Xin Xin. Teacher Bai, you should order takeout for yourself."

"what?!"

Bai Wei stared at him in disbelief: "No! Chen Yan, you're going to repay kindness with enmity, aren't you! Have you forgotten who told you that Xin Xin is pregnant?"

"Alright, alright, I'll give you an extra pair of chopsticks then," Chen Yan said nonchalantly.

Bai Wei then realized she had been tricked and angrily ran to Jiang Zhixin's room to complain.

……

Over the next few days, Chen Yan prepared four meals a day in various ways (breakfast, lunch, dinner, and an afternoon tea), which were both nutritionally balanced and extremely suited to the pregnant woman's taste.

Bai Wei, on the other hand, benefited from this, as she could enjoy a delicious meal every night after get off work.

During this period, assistant Gao Yang would appear on time every day, carrying a stack of documents that Chen Yan needed to sign.

Chen Yan is the CEO of two companies. Whenever the companies need to make large expenditures or sign important contracts, Chen Yan's signature is required.

So Chen Yan quickly browsed and signed documents in the makeshift "office area" in the living room, occasionally holding a short conference call, and then heading back to the kitchen after finishing.

Jiang Zhixin silently observed all of this.

Her room door wasn't completely closed, and she could always hear slight noises outside: Chen Yan talking on the phone in a low voice, the sound of a spatula clattering, and his occasional hushed conversation with Gao Yang.

He really didn't go anywhere; all his work seemed to be done remotely, and he devoted himself entirely to staying in the house, revolving around her.

Jiang Zhixin didn't say anything, but she felt a pang of heartache for some reason.

On the fifth night, Jiang Zhixin finally couldn't hold back any longer when she heard Chen Yan outside the door seemingly whispering to Gao Yang about work.

She opened the door and whispered towards the living room, "Chen Yan, you...you come here for a moment." Hearing this, Chen Yan told Gao Yang, "That's all for now, proceed according to plan," and strode over, asking, "What's wrong, baby?"

After spending the last few days together, Chen Yan changed his way of addressing Jiang Zhixin back to "Baby" instead of "Xinxin".

Jiang Zhixin made room for Chen Yan to enter the room, and then gently closed the door.

The room was small, and there were only the two of them. The atmosphere suddenly became quiet and subtle.

Jiang Zhixin took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked at him earnestly: "I've thought about it, and you shouldn't do this anymore."

Chen Yan raised an eyebrow, seemingly not understanding: "What else?"

"It's just... staying here all the time to cook for me and take care of me."

Jiang Zhixin carefully chose her words, "There are so many things to do at the company, it's not right for Gao Yang to be running around every day. You...you should go back to the company, so many employees are waiting for you."

She paused, trying to make her voice sound firmer: "I really can manage on my own. If you're worried, I can... I can just go to a housekeeping company tomorrow and find a cook. She'll definitely be able to take good care of me and the baby. You really don't need to..."

"What do you mean, 'unnecessary'?"

Chen Yan interrupted her, took a step closer, and looked at her intently. "Isn't it necessary to stay by your side? Isn't it necessary to take care of you personally?"

"Correct!"

Jiang Zhixin forced herself to say, "We...we're not in that kind of relationship anymore. Your words make me feel...very embarrassed."

She spoke the last few words with a hint of hesitation.

Chen Yan stared at her silently for a few seconds, then suddenly sighed softly.

He reached out and lifted her delicate chin, forcing her to look him in the eye: "In my heart, our relationship has never changed. You will always be the person I love most, and the mother of my child."

Looking at his affectionate expression, Jiang Zhixin couldn't help but think to herself, "When you're sleeping with other women, why don't you think of me..."

However, she only thought about it and didn't say it out loud.

"Okay."

Jiang Zhixin forced a smile, "I won't take away your right to be a father. You can come to see the baby anytime you want, okay?"

"no!"

Chen Yan refused firmly, saying, "You and the baby must both be by my side; neither of you can be missing."

Jiang Zhixin looked at the man in front of her and said in a low voice, "You're the one who did something wrong, so why should I listen to you..."

"because……"

Chen Yan paused for a moment, then said seriously, "We still love each other deeply, so why should we break up?"

"I... I don't love you anymore."

Jiang Zhixin turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

"is it?"

Chen Yan gently lifted her chin with his fingers, his warm fingertips caressing her delicate skin, forcing her to turn her face back to face him.

Seeing the man's teasing gaze, Jiang Zhixin's heart began to race. Before she could deny it again, his burning lips were already on hers.

"Well…"

I was forcibly kissed again.

His tongue pried open her teeth, went deep inside, and drew in her breath.

Jiang Zhixin's mind went blank. Her hand instinctively rose and pressed against his firm chest, trying to push him away.

But beneath her palm was his strong and rapid heartbeat, transmitted through the soft fabric of his sweatshirt, each beat feeling like a blow to her heart, making her arms go weak.

That negligible force of resistance was less a form of defiance and more a helpless act of dependence.

Chen Yan keenly sensed her softening, tightening his arms around her waist, almost completely embedding her in his embrace.

His other hand slid down her cheek, across her thin back, and finally rested on the edge of her pajama bottoms.

The man's kiss became deeper and more lingering, as if he wanted to fill in all the emptiness of the time they had been apart through this kiss.

Between their intertwined lips and tongues lies a silent outpouring and a surging tide of emotions.

Jiang Zhixin's initial stiffness and resistance gradually crumbled under his superb kissing skills and undeniable gentle offensive.

Consciousness becomes blurred, but the body becomes honest.

The hand that had been pressing against his chest loosened its grip on the fabric and instead rested limply on his shoulder, its fingertips slightly curled.

Her breathing became rapid and shallow, mingling with his heavy panting, sounding especially clear in the quiet room. Even, under the patient teasing of his tongue, she began to tentatively offer faint responses.

Sensing her change, the man lovingly stroked her burning cheek with his thumb, while his large hand, which had been resting on the edge of her pajama bottoms, slid inside.

His palm pressed against the skin of her buttocks without any obstruction.

Jiang Zhixin's body stiffened abruptly, and she let out a muffled sob.

Her pajama bottoms were made of soft cotton, and underneath she wore a thin silk panty.

Chen Yan's warm, large palm directly covered one of her round, perky buttocks, and slowly but firmly kneaded it through a layer of silky fabric as thin as a cicada's wing.

The touch was incredibly delicate; the firm, elastic flesh of his buttocks beneath his palms…
The thin fabric of the underwear actually added a tantalizingly slippery feel, stimulating every nerve in the palm.

Chen Yan's kiss moved away from her lips, tracing along the corners of her lips, her chin, and all the way to her sensitive earlobe.

"Saying she doesn't love me..."

His voice was hoarse and breathy with passion, "...My body is much more honest than you are, baby."

The man's hands moved even more brazenly, his fingertips even tentatively sliding deeper...

"No, no. It hasn't been three months yet..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan immediately stopped what he was doing, but instead hugged the beauty in his arms even tighter.

Jiang Zhixin had completely lost all her strength and collapsed into his arms, burying her face in his shoulder, breathing rapidly, her ears turning bright red.

"Will you come back with me?"

Chen Yan whispered in her ear, "You picked out all the interior decorations in the villa, and you haven't been there even once since it was finished. Also, my parents have been waiting for you, asking me every day when you're going to bring Xinxin over."

Jiang Zhixin didn't speak, and Chen Yan wasn't in a hurry either, just quietly holding her.

a long time.

Jiang Zhixin took a deep breath and looked up at Chen Yan: "Let me make this clear first, I'm only going back with you because of the baby's grandparents."

……

(End of this chapter)