Chapter 56: His Treasure is Safe

Chapter 56 His Beloved Is Safe

Uncle Pang, seeing A Jin going off on a tangent, quickly pulled him back.

"Alright, alright, let the kid get some proper rest. After being in the water that long, he should take his meds before bed to avoid a fever tomorrow."

Uncle Pang gave Jian Ye a kind look, genuinely treating him like a minor.

Jian Ye didn’t bother explaining. Right now, he was worried about what was happening outside.

They probably didn’t even know he’d been rescued. Were they still searching for him?

Jian Ye wanted to call and let them know he was okay.

He hesitantly asked, "Could I borrow a phone? I’d like to make a call."

As soon as he said this, their friendly expressions instantly shifted.

A Jin went on high alert, while Uncle Pang, though still smiling, his smile turned knowing.

Neither spoke, only handing him the cold medicine and gesturing for him to take it.

With Uncle Pang watching closely, Jian Ye swallowed the medicine.

Afterward, the old doctor left without another word, leaving Jian Ye deeply unsettled about these rescuers.

Once Uncle Pang was gone, A Jin bluntly stated, "Don’t take it personally. The Young Master only instructed us to take care of you, but that doesn’t mean we can let you call anyone—unless we receive his direct order."

"I feel fine now. I’d like to go now, but I’ll make sure to repay Young Master Qin later," Jian Ye tried another approach.

To his surprise, A Jin grew even more agitated. "No! The Young Master hasn’t returned yet. You can’t leave."

"Why must I wait for him? I’ll leave my phone number behind. Surely that’s acceptable?"

A Jin shook his head. "Without the Young Master’s permission, I absolutely cannot let you go."

Jian Ye: "..." This guy was impossible—stubborn as hell.

Seriously, kid, tell me—does your Young Master get off on keeping people locked up?!

Jian Ye silently studied A Jin, his discomfort mounting. These so-called "good people" were starting to make him uncomfortable.

This felt less like a rescue and more like being snatched by dog meat dealers—trapped in a cage, just waiting to get butchered.

A Jin, too, was sizing up Jian Ye. The kid asking for a phone right away set off alarm bells.

There had been undercover agents infiltrating the Qin family before, and now that this was happening in the Young Master’s home, they had to be extra careful. The Young Master’s address couldn’t be exposed.

Especially after what happened to the young miss—they’d already screwed up big time. A Jin didn’t want anything else going wrong while the Young Master was away.

Jian Ye toyed with the idea of making a run for it, but one glance at A Jin’s fierce expression and muscular build made him abandon the idea.

His dancer’s frame stood no chance against a boxer’s build.

Jian Ye couldn’t help but grow increasingly curious about this Young Master Qin. Both were domineering CEOs, but this one’s approach was entirely different from Yi Siyu’s.

The men around Young Master Qin carried an air of underworld experience, while Yi Siyu’s bodyguards were all ex-military, radiating righteousness.

For now, Jian Ye wasn’t about to pick a fight. He simply lay back down and pretended to sleep.

Here’s the edited translation incorporating the expert suggestions:

Seeing the youth lie back down, A Jin pulled up a chair by the doorway to rest. This was the only exit from the room, and the windows were locked—any escape attempt would make noise.

It was almost dawn. Why wasn’t the Young Master back yet?

...

Jian Ye lay on his side, turned away from the door, not wanting the person outside to notice he was pretending to sleep.

The people here all seemed extremely vigilant, and he couldn’t understand why. What threat could someone like him—someone they saw as a helpless kid—possibly pose to them?

They had saved him, yet they were still so guarded. Talk about mixed signals.

Jian Ye sighed inwardly, racking his brain for a strategy to deal with these people. He couldn’t just sit around waiting forever for their Young Master Qin to return, could he?

What if the man didn’t come back for ten days or even half a month? If he were imprisoned here that long, even if Yi Siyu kept his cool, he himself would.

Tsk, playing sick was off the table too—there was that old doctor here who would see right through him.

Turning on the charm was useless. That muscle-bound guy outside was Young Master Qin’s loyal attack dog, a blindly obedient fool!

In this damned place, his scheming charm was completely useless? And the system had to fail him at the most critical moment—just his luck...

"System 748: Ah!"

The voice in his head made Jian Ye jump, then relief flooded through him.

"Jian Ye: Er Tong! You’re finally back!"

"System 748: Host, the system isn’t dead. It just entered a dormant state, just like when you were unconscious in the water earlier."

The system recounted what had happened in the water. Only then did Jian Ye learn that it had slowly pushed his body toward the shore, where he was caught by an overhanging branch, giving someone the chance to find and rescue him.

"Jian Ye: Thank you, Er Tong! You’re my lifesaver! My love for you is as vast as an endless river, flowing ceaselessly."

"System 748: Oh, Host, don’t be like that! You’re making me blush~"

"Jian Ye: So, my dear Er Tong, can you help me send a message to the outside world?"

The system saw right through him—once again, the host’s flattery had an agenda.

"Jian Ye: I just browsed the system mall, and there wasn’t even a phone for sale. The mall has such a jumble of useless items, so why is something so practical missing?"

"System 748: Forgot to mention, the items in the mall are randomly supplied. What was available yesterday might be gone today. The host’s current level isn’t high enough, and the mall’s storage is limited, so many items can’t stay permanently."

In simpler terms, they had to clear the cache.

"Jian Ye: Cut to the chase—can you send a message or not? I’m basically a prisoner here."

"System 748: By the rules, it’s not allowed. But by exchanging Green Tea Points, the host can fulfill certain requests, as long as they don’t violate system principles."

"Jian Ye: I remember I used up all my Green Tea Coins. How many Green Tea Points do I have left?"

"System 748: Previously, 250 Green Tea Points were spent on exchanging plot points, leaving 1,750. But because the host bravely jumped off the bridge to save someone, it really tugged at people’s heartstrings, and the system recorded an additional 1,000 Green Tea Points. The current total is 2,750."

"Jian Ye: Jumping off a bridge earned me that many Green Tea Points?"

He really was... a Green Tea Points farming pro. With this many, getting a message out should be a cinch. But the system’s next words almost made Jian Ye bolt upright in bed.

"System 748: It's inherently forbidden for the system to relay messages to others. This time is an exception to fulfill the host's request, so the price is also very high—billed per word."

"Jian Ye: How many Green Tea Points per word?"

"System 748: 250 Green Tea Points per word."

Pfft—*cough cough*!!!

"Jian Ye: Are you trying to rob me? Also, what’s with the obsession with the number 250? Everything is 250!!"

"System 748: Sigh, it's all set by the higher-ups. We low-level systems can't do anything about it."

Then, the system added another line.

"System 748: Also, the system needs the recipient's phone number to send the message."

"Jian Ye: If the message is sent, will you display the phone number on your end, Er Tong?"

"System 748: No. Messages sent by the system will show an anonymous number. So, host, choose your words carefully."

Jian Ye never memorized anyone's phone numbers, but now he was grateful he remembered Yi Siyu's.

It was from when he first added the other’s contact info. Knowing Yi Siyu was the male lead, he memorized it on purpose—never expecting he’d never forget it.

And today, it turned into his lifeline...

[Jian Ye: Just send: "Siyu-ge*; safe; Qin family in S City"—ten words, punctuation doesn’t count, right? Just deduct it already!]

"Please wait, Host. Processing transaction...—deducting 2500 Green Tea Points. Remaining balance: 250 Green Tea Points."

"Ding—message sent!"

"You can relax now, Host."

Jian Ye let out a deep sigh of relief. He’d really spent a fortune to send this message. Yi Siyu should be able to understand, right? He hoped it wouldn’t be a complete waste.

After taking his medicine, he grew drowsy. With a weight off his shoulders, his consciousness loosened, and he slowly drifted into sleep.

...

The message arrived on Yi Siyu’s phone at six in the morning. At that moment, Yi Siyu was being persuaded by his older brother to return to the hotel and rest.

"I’m staying here, Brother. I’m fine." The man’s voice was hoarse, his eyes bloodshot.

Yi Sizhe said firmly, "Waiting here won’t help. If you insist, I’ll wait here for you."

"Really, no need, Brother. I know you want me to rest, but even if I go lie down in the hotel, I won’t be able to sleep. I..." Yi Siyu paused, his tone softening suddenly. "You might not believe me, but I just feel like Yèyè is okay. He’s just trapped somewhere, waiting for me to save him."

Huo Kai thought his friend was delusional by now. His heart ached—if not for this incident, Siyu wouldn’t have gotten this bad.

He agreed with Yi Sizhe. Staying here truly was pointless. The rescue team was worn out, and progress had slowed significantly.

They had even hired a professional salvage team later.

Apart from Yi Siyu, everyone else believed Jian Ye had to be dead. Even a few minutes underwater could be fatal, let alone over ten hours. Only a reincarnated mermaid could survive that long.

Just as Huo Kai was about to help Yi Sizhe persuade his friend, he noticed Yi Siyu’s phone screen lit up on the car seat.

Normally, texts usually just ping a notification, but this message opened by itself on Yi Siyu’s phone without being clicked—and the font even got bigger by itself??? *"ge" (brother) - an affectionate term for an older male

Here’s the edited translation incorporating the expert suggestions:

Huo Kai was certain that Yi Siyu, being so young, wouldn’t use senior-friendly font size. Seeing such a bizarre sight, he nudged Yi Siyu and pointed at the phone, saying, “Check your phone now! Did some little shit hack it? Why’s the text flashing?!”

Was this some kind of paranormal shit?!

Reminded by him, Yi Siyu also noticed the strange phenomenon.

His phone wasn’t set to stay on, yet the screen showed no signs of dimming.

It was as if… whoever sent this didn’t want him to miss it.

Yi Siyu read the message in an instant, his pupils dilating as his heart pounded violently.

Suddenly, he blurted out, “Yèyè’s okay! Someone saved him!”

Huo Kai froze. “You’re not saying this text was sent by Jian Ye, are you? How’s that possible! He… he’s already gone…”

Yi Siyu replied with absolute certainty, “It’s definitely him. No doubt about it.”

In this world, only Jian Ye would address him like that.

If the message had claimed to be from Jian Ye, Yi Siyu might have hesitated. But the words “Brother Siyu” instantly brought to mind the image of Jian Ye calling him “gege” for the first time, looking like a damn puppy.

Admittedly, Jian Ye understood him well—his wife was fucking brilliant…

Jian Ye must be unable to contact him directly due to circumstances beyond his control. The message didn’t even form a complete sentence, suggesting Jian Ye was under surveillance and couldn’t use the phone for long.

Yet, he still managed to send the most crucial information.

At the very least, Yi Siyu now knew for sure that his beloved was safe.

So his intuition hadn’t been wrong after all…

This message was like a fucking oasis in the desert, bringing Yi Siyu’s dried-up soul back to life and filling him with renewed strength.

Author’s Note:

Yi Siyu: My baby’s okay.

Huo Kai: Shit, my boy’s lost his mind.

Elder Brother: Oh no, my little brother’s grief has made him start hallucinating.

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Huo Kai: Which motherfucker hacked your phone? Er Tong: —It was me! Giant-ass font so you can see clearly—pretty damn thoughtful, huh?