Rebirth Of Chen An

Chapter 171: Idiots in Love

Translator: Flying Lines

Even before this, Chen An was not Chen Yang’s uncle, not really. Therefore, when he knew they were not biologically related, Chen An didn’t feel anything particular, and everything went on as usual.

As a man who drifted through his previous life, and half of this life, not knowing where he was going, Chen An had found his life in shambles.

For the rest of his life, Chen An would like to enjoy the time he had. Since he didn’t need to worry about living expenses, it would be a pity if he did not make full use of his situation.

In a swimming pool designed like a garden, streams flowed and made a pleasant melody. Beside the artistically arranged rocks were flowers that blossom in the night, layer after layer, forming a rich tapestry of colors.

A cool breeze was in the air, while petals of red, white and pink fell onto the water and flowed towards the distance.

Chen An couldn’t swim. Nonetheless, he liked the swimming pool, and to watch others swim, especially with a drink in hand.

The soft light at the bottom of the pool made the water and the petals on the surface iridescent. In the pool, a young man was swimming swiftly, like a mermaid freshly out of the fairy tales.

“The prime time for investing in domestic real estate has passed. And European countries are pretty much done with their real estate development. Besides, some are suffering from an economic crisis right now, so the prospects are not the brightest. Yangyang, what do you think?”

Leaning on a reclining chair, Chen An was drinking a glass of juice, casting an occasional glance at the TV screen across him.

“Yangyang?” Chen Yang emerged from the water, and with his arms propped on the side of the pool, he looked at the man.

“I like the name,” Chen An grinned. He bent down slightly and squinted at Chen Yang, “don’t you, Yangyang?”

“So can I call you An’an, likewise?” Chen Yang asked with a mischievous smile.

“Cheeky little bastard. Looking for a kick in the butt?” The man aimed a kick at Chen Yang, but the latter got away with a sleek backward dive.

Chen An tutted; the young man was getting sly: not only talking back, but also learned to dodge.

Floating on the water and facing upwards, Chen Yang admired night sky lit with stars.  After a moment, he said: “An, I think I’m going to go in on the domestic market.”

Chen An nodded: “sound judgement.”

China had a population of more than one billion, and years of development was still ahead. The opportunities could be plenty. Otherwise there wouldn’t be so many multi-national corporations coming in.

“You asked me what I was going to do with the woman before. I’ve actually come to a decision.” After swimming for another while, Chen Yang came up and draped a bathrobe around him. Then he walked to the recliner next to Chen An and sat down.

 “Here you go.” Chen An passed him a towel, “young as you are, careful not to catch a cold; the days are getting chilly.”

“Cheers.” The young man held the towel Chen An handed him, and beamed.

Chen An watched the young man with a bemused expression, and again took the towel from him, and wiped the moisture off the young man’s hair. Meanwhile, he said: “I looked up your biological father. He’s a business man, has some fortune and a reputation in the area. Among his various assets, there is import/export business, franchise for luxury goods, and real estate. If you inherit these, you won’t need to build a business from scratch.”