1122 - Chapter 11.2

Besides, he didn’t need to worry too much. Since the child would carry his surname, even if someone tried to take the baby later, the law wouldn’t allow it.

More importantly, he just needed temporary shelter to evade Yan Nanchen. Financially, he wasn’t helpless selling his apartment and liquidating his stocks would sustain him for five years without work.

If he lived abroad, his savings would last about three years enough to cover pregnancy, recovery, and a year and a half of rest. After that, he could easily find work to support himself and his child.

Yes, seeking temporary protection was the most rational choice.

“Alright, I accept.”

Chu Beiheng: “…” So he was the apology, huh?

What kind of cosmic joke was this?

“I have one more request.” Jiang Yi looked at Yan Nanchen’s father.

Chu Guzhi nodded. “Whatever you need, just say it.”

“I want Yan Nanchen to never find me, and I want your apology to be sincere. If this is just a ploy to use me to bear this child and then take them away from me.”

Jiang Yi hadn’t finished speaking when his words were interrupted by Chu Beiheng’s laughter from the side.

“Bro, what kind of cheesy drama have you been watching too much of? ‘Use you to have a child’ hahahaha! Even if Yan Nanchen ends up without heirs, it doesn’t matter. Our family still has me, okay?” Chu Beiheng seemed to have heard some hilarious joke, leaning back on the sofa and laughing uncontrollably.

Jiang Yi: “…”

“Ahem.” Chu Guzhi, sitting across from them, frowned at his eldest son’s overly unrestrained behavior and said in a low voice, “Beiheng, mind your manners.”

Chu Beiheng waved his hand dismissively, unconcerned about decorum. “If I had good manners, what would be the point of Nanchen’s grumpy face in Galaxy Group?” He then slung an arm around Jiang Yi’s shoulders, smirking. “You don’t have to believe in Yan Nanchen, but you must believe in us. We won’t let him off the hook for this matter, we’ll give you a proper resolution. Don’t worry.”

Jiang Yi wasn’t entirely sure if he’d made the right move.

Just as he was still harboring doubts, he saw Yan Nanchen’s father push a document toward him.

“Jiang Yi, if you don’t trust verbal promises, then keep this with you. I believe it’ll give you some peace of mind.”

Hesitantly, Jiang Yi picked up the document. “What is this?”

“Open it and see.”

Jiang Yi untied the kraft paper envelope, and the first thing that caught his eye was the heading: “Galaxy Group Family Enterprise Equity Distribution Agreement.” He froze, then continued reading.

This was the first time he had seen a complete breakdown of how the family-owned Galaxy Group allocated its shares. All the rumors circulating outside paled in comparison to the reality laid out on this paper.

It turned out the Luo family used a cross-shareholding equity distribution model. Without ever splitting the family assets, they divided Galaxy Research Institute into two sectors biomedicine and biopharmaceuticals while Galaxy Group’s four core businesses ABO pharmaceuticals, ABO blockers, ABO sexual inducers, and ABO secondary differentiation were spun off into four separate enterprises.

The document stated that Yan Nanchen held 75% of the shares in Galaxy Group’s ABO secondary differentiation sector. Additionally, as the executive CEO, he also owned 25% of Galaxy Research Institute’s biopharmaceutical division.

Yan Nanchen’s signature and seal were already affixed to the equity distribution section.

But what did the blank space for the heir’s inheritance allocation mean?

“In our family, once a child demonstrates sufficient managerial capability, the elders distribute all shares equally, no favoritism. And when there’s a partner involved, they enjoy the same rights. I know the child you’re carrying is yours alone, but legally, they still hold inheritance rights to Galaxy Group. I’m leaving this equity agreement with you because, as the child’s other father, your signature alone will enable them to inherit all of Yan Nanchen’s future shares.”

Jiang Yi was stunned. Didn’t that mean he could essentially take Yan Nanchen’s position at any time?

“But, if just anyone were to get pregnant with Yan Nanchen’s child, wouldn’t that,” As he spoke, he suddenly recalled the night Yan Nanchen had unexpectedly gone into rut. How had that even happened out of nowhere?

“No one can casually conceive a child with our family unless they’ve been chosen as the one. This equity agreement stays with you, it takes effect whenever you sign it. Can you trust us now?”

Jiang Yi thought that regardless of whether this document was real or not, the fact that they dared to present such a thing to him at least showed how much this family valued their child, they truly treated everyone equally.

Yan Nanchen might be a scoundrel, but the child was innocent.

“Alright, I believe you.”

So, over the next month, he submitted his resignation to Director Duan. After obtaining approval, he handed over his responsibilities and key matters at Galaxy Group to Aaron.

With Director Duan’s help, he also sold his apartment and successfully obtained a visa for Country M.

And throughout that entire month, he truly never saw Yan Nanchen appear.

But he didn’t ask either, because none of it mattered anymore.

At the VIP boarding gate of the airport.

Chu Beiheng walked up the aircraft stairs. Just as he was about to step inside, he caught sight of Jiang Yi still standing at the foot of the stairs from the corner of his eye. He called out, “Jiang Yi.”

Jiang Yi instinctively looked up.

Perhaps the sunlight was a bit too harsh. When he raised his head to look at the stairs, Chu Beiheng standing at the top was backlit. In that moment, staring at the silhouette of this Alpha, Jiang Yi felt a brief daze.

“Let’s go,” Chu Beiheng said again.

Jiang Yi snapped out of his trance and smiled. “Alright.”

Let’s go. Leave this place behind and start anew.

The plane cut through the clouds, leaving behind a white trail that was soon scattered by the wind as if it had never existed.

“Who are you looking for?”

Apartment 1208 opened its door. Yan Nanchen stood frozen, staring at the person who had answered. Leaning on his crutch, his already pale face now carried a trace of bewildered panic. “Who are you? Isn’t this Jiang Yi’s home?”

Where is Jiang Yi?

“Oh, him? He sold the apartment to me. It’s mine now.”

“Sold it to you?”

“Yeah, the transfer was completed last week.”

“Then where is he?”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you know where he moved?”

“No idea.”

“Did he take all his belongings?”

“Oh, he said he didn’t want any of the stuff inside, so I had everything thrown away.”

“Where are the discarded things?”

“They were taken to the landfill last week. By now, they’ve probably been incinerated gone.”

He didn’t know how he managed to walk out of that apartment building. It felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body, leaving him hollow, like a walking corpse. The only thing he registered was the blinding sunlight outside, the glare making his eyes ache.

The roar of an airplane echoed from the sky above.

“Why?”

Yan Nanchen hurled his crutch aside violently. With his left leg broken and encased in a cast now deprived of support, his body swayed unsteadily before he planted his foot firmly on the ground.

His eyes were bloodshot, his already pallid face growing even paler. In just a month, his face had thinned considerably.

“Why did you just abandon me like this?”

A hoarse, choked whisper escaped him, a silent hysteria, a heart-wrenching agony too deep to scream. It was the torment of an entire month spent waiting in vain. He had escaped the hospital, thinking he could still see Jiang Yi.

But Jiang Yi wasn’t at Galaxy Group they all said he had resigned. Jiang Yi wasn’t at the apartment either, the new owner didn’t know where he had gone.

He couldn’t find Jiang Yi anywhere.

Yan Nanchen’s gaze fixed on the flowerbed at the foot of the apartment stairs. His reddened, tear-blurred vision still managed to focus clearly on the spot beside it.

That spot was one they always passed by whenever they returned to the apartment. Every time, Jiang Yi would tease him, demanding to be carried either by coaxing or simply jumping onto his back.

But now?

Jiang Yi would never return to this apartment again.

During this month he’d been forcibly confined to the hospital, everything had slipped beyond reach.

“If you don’t want me, then what am I supposed to do?”

Yan Nanchen’s lips trembled faintly, no longer able to hold back the tears streaming down his face.

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