Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 2 Rebirth
"you are mine!"

Yang Nianqing seemed to hear someone say that. When she regained consciousness, Yang Nianqing felt weak all over and had a splitting headache. She felt extremely tired. She struggled to open her eyes and saw a man's strong chest.

The warmth of the body made her realize that she was naked, skin to skin, pressed together. Yang Nianqing's mind went completely blank. What had happened? Hadn't she jumped into the river?
After a long while, Yang Nianqing came to her senses. She quietly looked up and realized that the man who was holding her was very strong and obviously very young, at most around 21 or 2. She looked around and realized that this was the room where she had an accidental relationship with someone when she was 19 years old. Had she returned to 11 years ago?

She was reborn! Yang Nianqing was filled with doubt and surprise. Rebirth was really hard to believe. She gently touched her right cheek. It was smooth and without scars. She had really been reborn. She had returned to 11 years ago. She was not disfigured, and she had not lost her child. That child was probably already growing in her womb. She could have him again. Yang Nianqing covered her mouth and couldn't help but choke out a sob.

Fan Ruichen, who was feeling sleepy, frowned and hugged Yang Nianqing even tighter. He kissed Yang Nianqing's cheek and coaxed, "Good girl, go to sleep." As he spoke, he patted Yang Nianqing's back soothingly.

Yang Nianqing covered her mouth, not daring to move, afraid of waking the man. She remembered that she had cried and begged this man for a long time back then, but he still wouldn't let her go. He even scratched her back and became more and more excited. Lost in her thoughts, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she gradually fell asleep.

Fan Ruichen woke up again at 7 a.m. and saw Yang Nianqing lying obediently in his arms, which made him feel great.

But then he frowned. He had never lost control like this before, even when he was under the influence of drugs.

He sat up and gently touched her eyebrows and eyes. The feeling of their skin touching was wonderful. She was his first woman, and the first woman he had met in 21 years with whom he could touch each other.

He never knew he had this side to him. All the women he had ever met before, except for his sister and mother, disgusted him; he even felt aversion when his sister and mother were around him. Only her touch didn't bother him, and only she could arouse his desire.

Fan Ruichen has hated women since he was a child. He feels disgusted when talking to women. If a woman touches him, he will be furious and feel nauseous. He usually pushes away any woman who accidentally or intentionally bumps into him and will ask someone to prepare clothes for him to change into.

Because clothes touched by women make him feel unbearably disgusted, his family has even suspected that he likes men, and has even hinted that he wouldn't mind having a male daughter-in-law. He really doesn't know what to say about this. He hates women, but that doesn't mean he likes men.

He went to see a doctor, who said it was a psychological illness. He also went to see a psychologist for treatment, but there was no improvement. He was prepared to live alone for the rest of his life. To be honest, he didn't think there was anything wrong with living alone.

He was precocious from a young age and was considered a prodigy by others. He often had nothing in common with the people around him. He was more comfortable on his own, but his parents and family were very worried about him. In order to put their minds at ease, he cooperated with the treatment, although it was completely ineffective.

But everything changed yesterday.

Yang Nianqing let out a muffled groan and unconsciously let out a coquettish hum.

Fan Ruichen covered his face and let out a low laugh. He finally understood what those people meant by "a troublesome little devil." Fan Ruichen squatted down next to the sofa and gently poked her fair cheek.

"What a troublesome little devil. I'll let you off the hook today since it's your first time." Fan Ruichen chuckled as he picked up a bath towel and wrapped it around himself, not expecting that he now had a troublesome little devil of his own.

Fan Ruichen walked out of the private room shirtless.

When Zhao Yi, who was waiting outside the door, saw his young master come out, his bare upper body covered with countless ambiguous marks, he was secretly shocked. His young master's misogyny was well known in his family and high society. He would feel disgusted even if a woman spoke to him. Now he was actually having relations with a woman. He couldn't believe it. Could it be that his young master's illness was cured?

Lost in thought, Zhao Yi stepped forward to await his young master's instructions. "Young Master."

"Hmm, Zhao Yi, did you catch that guy from yesterday?" He must have been incredibly audacious to drug him.

“It’s under control, young master. What do you want to do next?” Zhao Yi replied respectfully.

A flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes. That reckless man dared to extend his evil claws towards their young master! Didn't he know how many lives he had?
"Check his background, see if he has a criminal record. He's so skilled at it, it must be more than once! Once you find out, treat him well and send him to jail. Do the same to the bartender he bribed."

"Okay." "Go find out who drugged that woman yesterday, break their arms and legs and send them to prison." Fan Ruichen tilted his head to indicate that it was Yang Nianqing inside.

Zhao Yi was shocked, not expecting that this young lady had also been drugged. He nodded in agreement and was about to turn around to deal with the next matter when Fan Ruichen stopped him.

"Wait, go prepare a set of clothes for me, and while you're at it, prepare a set of women's clothing for me, both underwear and outerwear, um~ the size is..." Fan Ruichen paused and continued, "Never mind, go and call Qin Lan later, I'll have her prepare the women's clothing."

Zhao Yi was surprised. Although Qin Lan was also a capable subordinate of the young master, he usually wouldn't call her to his side because he disliked women. It seemed that the young master's illness had been cured.

Fan Ruichen went back to the private room, found a piece of paper, and wrote down Yang Nianqing's measurements.

After finishing writing, he looked up and saw that Yang Nianqing was still sleeping. He had been going in and out without waking her up. It seemed that she was really tired last night. Her physical strength was not good. She needed to exercise more. A meaningful smile appeared on Fan Ruichen's lips.

Qin Lan was very puzzled when she heard that the young master was looking for her. Their young master hated women so much that he didn't even allow her to hang around in front of him. Why was he looking for her?

Qin Lan arrived quickly outside Fan Ruichen's private room. She glanced at Zhao Yi, who raised an eyebrow at her, signaling her to knock on the door.

"Young Master." She knocked on the door. Fan Ruichen quickly opened it.

Qin Lan had sharp eyes. Although their young master quickly closed the door, she still saw a woman lying on the sofa inside the room—a woman! And she wasn't wearing any clothes! This was huge news! Had the young master recovered?

Fan Ruichen frowned and handed her the note. "Prepare a set of women's clothing, just a dress, and a set of underwear too. The sizes are all written on this. Oh, and make sure it's something conservative. Once you're ready, give it to Zhao Yi and have him bring it to me, understand?"

Seeing that the young master still disliked her as always, Qin Lan felt inwardly heartbroken, but outwardly accepted the note with utmost respect. "Understood, young master."

Fan Ruichen waved at her with obvious disdain, telling her to leave quickly.

It seems the young master's illness is still not cured, but the old ladies probably don't need to worry about him being gay. He still likes women, although it seems he only likes one.

I have no idea who that woman is.

The bar was still very quiet at 7 a.m. Qin Lan saw the closed door and pulled Zhao Yi aside, saying, "Xiao Yizi, did you see that? This might be our future young mistress. Be respectful later, don't scare her. Do you think I should inform the old lady?"

Zhao Yi frowned in distress: "Isn't that a bad idea? It's not even close to happening yet. Young Master has only just met her. He doesn't know anything about her background. If Young Master finds out, you're dead!"

Qin Lan thought about it and agreed. Leaking the young master's information was tantamount to betraying him. No way! But when Zhao Yi said that nothing was going to happen, Qin Lan still shook her head in exasperation. "You'll never find a girlfriend like this! Nothing's going to happen! Have you ever seen the young master with any other women? This might be the only one. Do you want our young master to end up alone?"

"Oh."

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to buy clothes." With that, she flicked her ponytail hard across Zhao Yi's face.

"Damn it." Zhao Yi covered his face, realizing that Qin Lan had already run away in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)