Rivals of Rebirth Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Father

When Zheng Jue woke up again, it was already the second day, and Han Jin was no longer by his side. Zheng Jue rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit weary. The crazy memories from last night suddenly rushed into his mind.

Every expression on Han Jin’s face, every movement he made, suddenly became vivid, like frames from a movie appearing before his eyes.

Zheng Jue raised his hand to cover his own eyes. He really didn’t anticipate things would develop to this point. Even at their best, Han Jin never made any concessions in this matter. But now… Zheng Jue couldn’t help but feel his face flush. The things from last night, just recalling them now made his hands tremble uncontrollably.

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After getting dressed, Zheng Jue sat on the bed, feeling a bit lost. What did Han Jin really want to do?

**

Zheng Jue pondered endlessly, but at the same time, Han Jin wasn’t having an easy time either. Early in the morning, Han Zizhang suddenly came looking for him.

Han Jin looked at Han Zizhang with a somewhat gloomy expression and asked impatiently, “What brings you here today?”

Han Zizhang looked meaningfully at Han Jin, crossing his legs and said in a deep voice, “Han Jin, don’t take things too far.”

Han Jin’s eyes narrowed. Han Zizhang had found out in just one night.

“My affairs are none of your concern,” Han Jin said coldly, looking at Han Zizhang. “Times have changed, Father. There are some things you should learn to let go of.”

Han Zizhang looked at Han Jin’s current demeanor and couldn’t help squinting his eyes. He had never truly believed that Han Jin would obediently listen to him, but after all, Han Jin was his son, and he hoped he would mature and become a qualified successor. So during this period, he was genuinely deceived by Han Jin’s appearance, essentially handing over half of the Han family to him.

But now… Han Jin had indeed matured, to the point where he also had to exercise caution.

Han Zizhang quickly stood up from the chair and looked down at Han Jin, his eyebrows furrowed. “Zheng Jue is also a prominent figure in this city, and the matter between you two is not a trivial one. While things haven’t escalated too much yet, you better stop.”

Han Jin raised his head and looked at Han Zizhang’s face. His eyes were fierce and cold, but at this moment, he felt no fear. He even smiled faintly, “Father, times have changed. It’s time for you to put away those old-fashioned ideas.”

Han Zizhang’s mouth twitched for a moment, but his gaze returned to its former coldness. He straightened up, quickly adjusted his cuffs, and said coldly, “Do whatever you want, but I hope you can bear the consequences of your actions.”

With that, he turned and left.

Watching Han Zizhang’s departing figure, a darker shade of expression crossed Han Jin’s face.

**

After leaving Han Jin’s office, Han Zizhang waved to his assistant behind him. The assistant hurried over, and Han Zizhang whispered, “Find out where Zheng Sheng is being held. We can’t let him run wild.”

The assistant nodded and quickly left, while Han Zizhang headed straight to his own office.

An hour later, the assistant came in to report, “Mr. Han, Han Shao changed three cars while transferring Zheng Sheng. We can only confirm that he is in the south, but the specific location is still unknown.”

Han Zizhang’s eyes narrowed slightly. Han Jin’s abilities are all concentrated on this kind of thing.

“He’s still young, so there might be some flaws in this matter. Patch up the loopholes first and don’t let this become a bigger issue,” Han Jin is, after all, Han Zizhang’s son, and for now, the priority is to protect him.

The assistant hurriedly replied, “We’ve taken care of all the loose ends. Don’t worry; it won’t lead back to Han Shao.”

Han Zizhang smirked and chuckled softly, “The biggest victim in this has yet to be found. It’s too early to say that. You must find Zheng Sheng quickly; the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for Han Jin.”

In Han Zizhang’s eyes, Han Jin indeed had deep feelings for Zheng Jue, but the same couldn’t necessarily be said for Zheng Jue towards Han Jin. Han Jin had gone too far this time, and Zheng Jue might have developed genuine resentment.

Thinking of this, Han Zizhang pondered for a moment. Zheng Jue was different now, and he couldn’t afford to let him truly hate Han Jin; otherwise, it would be troublesome.

Han Zizhang picked up the phone on his desk and dialed Zhou Cheng’an’s number.

**

Zhou Cheng’an felt like he was becoming the captain of a rescue team. Just two days ago, he had talked with Zheng Jue, and now he heard that Han Jin had imprisoned him. Zhou Cheng’an was shocked and never expected Han Jin to do such a thing. When Han Zizhang told him, he almost thought it was a joke.

However, he also felt a sense of relief. His worry about Han Jin had finally come to an end.

But Han Jin’s actions were indeed extraordinary. He had gone to such lengths, and Zhou Cheng’an couldn’t help but feel a mix of laughter and tears. He whispered, “Uncle Han, I dare not intervene in this matter anymore. I tried to persuade Zheng Sheng to calm down, but I didn’t expect it to end up like this. Han Jin has lost his reason now, and there’s no persuading him back. However, I can tell you that Han Jin does have some private properties in the south. You can try looking there.”

Han Zizhang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked for the locations, then instructed his assistant to investigate those properties.

Han Jin was unaware of Han Zizhang’s actions. After being provoked by Han Zizhang, he quickly left the Han mansion, changing several cars, and headed to the place where Zheng Jue was imprisoned.

**

Zheng Jue was eating inside the room. Although Han Jin had imprisoned him, he wasn’t planning to starve him. Someone regularly brought him meals. Zheng Jue wasn’t interested in making a scene or trying to escape, so when they brought him food, he simply ate it.

When Han Jin entered the room, Zheng Jue was sipping water.

The door suddenly opened, and Zheng Jue put down the water cup, keeping his gaze low, not looking up.

Han Jin walked slowly to Zheng Jue’s side, sat down beside him, and leaned in, giving him a peck on the cheek.

Zheng Jue slightly clenched his fist but didn’t move away. He only asked in a low voice, “How long do you plan to keep me here?”

Han Jin’s expression tightened, but he forced a smile and said, “Don’t you like it here? Just tell me what you want.”

Zheng Jue felt a chill in his heart. Did Han Jin really view him as a prisoner?

“Han Jin, have you gone crazy? This is not right for us!” Zheng Jue raised his head, looking directly into Han Jin’s eyes, his expression stern.

Under Zheng Jue’s gaze, Han Jin’s previously pretended casual smile finally couldn’t be maintained. He almost lost control and hugged Zheng Jue tightly, hoarsely saying, “Why not? You keep wanting to leave me. If I don’t do this, how can we be together?”

Zheng Jue’s heart was on the verge of collapse. He used one hand to separate Han Jin’s embrace, looking directly into Han Jin’s eyes, and said in a low voice, “Han Jin, I won’t leave you anymore. Please let me go, okay?”

After what happened last night, how could Zheng Jue ever consider leaving Han Jin again?

Han Jin smiled strangely, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. “Ah, if you had said these words to me earlier, we wouldn’t have come to this point. But now, things have turned out this way, do you think I can just let you go?”

Zheng Jue looked at Han Jin’s slightly mad eyes and suddenly realized that he couldn’t reason with him anymore. This person had truly gone insane.

His emotions were so complex that they could be made into a movie. He tightly gripped Han Jin’s shoulders but couldn’t find the words to say. After all, Han Jin’s current state was a result of his own doing; what could he possibly say now?

At that moment, there was suddenly a commotion outside the room. Han Jin’s face changed upon hearing it, and he immediately released Zheng Jue, wanting to go outside to check.

But before he could reach the door, someone forcefully entered the room, and it was Han Zizhang’s assistant who came rushing in.

Seeing the ambiguous scene inside the room, the assistant’s face changed, and he blocked the people behind him and said, “Everyone, get out!” Then he closed the door.

Both the people outside and inside the room were taken aback. The assistant felt extremely embarrassed and didn’t dare to look at the disarrayed big bed, speaking in a low voice, “Young Master Han, Mr. Han is on his way. Please let Zheng Sheng go first.”

Han Jin stared at the assistant coldly and sneered, “Such a sensitive and loyal little dog.”

The assistant’s face momentarily showed embarrassment, but then he returned to normal and whispered, “Young Master Han, I apologize.”

Han Jin ignored the assistant and went to Zheng Jue himself. He unshackled Zheng Jue’s handcuffs, which had lost their meaning now that Han Zizhang had found this place. His dream was about to be shattered.

The three of them sat awkwardly in the room for about half an hour until Han Zizhang finally arrived.

A gentle and steady knocking sound came from the door, as if an old friend had come to visit. The assistant glanced at Han Jin, who had an unpleasant expression, and went to open the door.

Han Zizhang walked in, and there was no one following him. However, his demeanor was like that of an emperor inspecting his territory, with a disdainful gaze sweeping over the people in the room.

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