Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 4 Hallucinations
Seeing Yang Nianqing's troubled expression, Fan Ruichen frowned and decided to back down. After all, Yang Nianqing was now his girlfriend, and he had to give her the necessary respect. "Alright, stop looking so gloomy. I'll take you home. I'll drive you."

Yang Nianqing smiled and said, "Then let's go now!"

"Don't be in such a hurry. Qingqing, what's your phone number? I'll save it so I can reach you." Fan Ruichen took out his phone to save Yang Nianqing's number.

“I don’t have a cell phone.” Yang Nianqing glanced at Fan Ruichen’s smartphone and shook her head. In her past life, all the money she earned went to Cheng Ying and her husband, or to Yang Qianmei and her brother. She didn’t have much money on her, let alone that in 2016, even a regular cell phone cost two or three thousand yuan. Her first cell phone in her past life was one that Cheng Ying didn’t want anymore. That phone originally belonged to Yang Shiping and was completely broken by the time it got to her. It’s ridiculous that she was overjoyed at the time. She got that phone when she was 20 years old. Now it’s 2016, and she’s only 19 years old. At this time, she doesn’t have a cell phone.

Fan Ruichen didn't expect that Yang Nianqing didn't even have a cell phone, which meant he wouldn't be able to contact her normally.

"Qingqing, let me buy you one!"

"Forget it, I don't want it." Yang Nianqing didn't want her new boyfriend to buy her anything, otherwise it would feel like she owed him something, and she would feel uncomfortable. With her abilities, as long as she didn't give her salary to the Yang family, buying a phone would be an easy thing for her. Besides, if she accepted the phone from Fan Ruichen, it would be difficult to explain to the Yang family. It was better not to cause trouble.

Being rejected again, Fan Ruichen couldn't help but frown. No one had ever dared to refuse him like this before, especially since he meant well; who knew the other party wouldn't appreciate it at all? Fan Ruichen released Yang Nianqing and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Seeing Fan Ruichen's gloomy face, Yang Nianqing was at a loss. "Don't be angry. I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't need it."

"Humph!"

"I really don't need it, at least not now, and it wouldn't be right for me to accept your things so soon after we got together. Don't be angry."

"Hmph! I don't think you consider me your boyfriend! Without your phone, I can't even reach you. Are you deliberately trying to get rid of me?"

"Hey, no way! Of course I consider you my boyfriend. Don't be angry. It would be a lot of trouble for me if I took you. My family situation is a bit complicated, and it's not convenient for me to tell you. Ah Chen, this is my first relationship, and I'm not good at getting along with you, but I will treat you well. You have to believe me," Yang Nianqing said hurriedly.

Seeing Yang Nianqing so anxious she was practically swearing, Fan Ruichen suddenly felt his face burning. Who was that pretentious man just now? Humph, that embarrassing person couldn't possibly be him! Luckily, no one else saw. Fan Ruichen hugged Yang Nianqing and buried his face in her shoulder, saying, "Okay, okay, I believe you." Ah, how embarrassing, it's like he doesn't even recognize himself anymore.

Fan Ruichen personally drove Yang Nianqing to her home. Since Yang Nianqing didn't have a cell phone, it was inconvenient for Fan Ruichen to contact her. Of course, he needed to know where Yang Nianqing lived so he would have somewhere to look for her. "Qingqing, where do you live?"

"In the old town." At this time, the Yang family was still renting a house. Yang Songcheng and Ying didn't have good jobs, their salaries were low, and they had no savings. They had always rented a house. In her previous life, she worked hard to earn money and finally bought the house that her family had been renting. So their address had never changed.

Fan Ruichen turned on the navigation and followed the directions. He helped Yang Nianqing fasten her seatbelt and asked, "Qingqing, what kind of people live in your family?"

"There's hardly anyone around, and soon there won't be anyone left." After saying that, Yang Nianqing quietly watched the scene rushing past the window.

Yang Nianqing didn't want to talk about it, and Fan Ruichen wisely didn't ask any more questions. He secretly decided that when he got back, he would ask Qin Lan to investigate Yang Nianqing's family. Fan Ruichen wanted to know why Yang Nianqing would become somewhat depressed every time her family was mentioned.

When they reached the vicinity of the old town, Yang Nianqing told Fan Ruichen to stop. She didn't want the Yang family to know that she had a boyfriend, otherwise she didn't know what the Yang family would do.

"Why did you stop here? I don't even know where you live. How am I supposed to find you?" Fan Ruichen was a little unhappy. Was he that ashamed to be seen? Yang Nianqing looked like she was afraid of running into someone she knew.

“I work at Sister Zhang’s Seafood stall on Baiyun Food Street every night at 9:30. You can come find me. I have your phone number. I’ll be moving out of my house soon, and then I’ll buy a phone so you can contact me anytime.”

Fan Ruichen, looking annoyed, hugged Yang Nianqing and bit her cheek hard, saying, "Fine."

Yang Nianqing covered her face. Why did this person suddenly bite? Seeing the somewhat stunned Yang Nianqing, Fan Ruichen laughed heartily. He finally understood what his friends meant by "cute." Yang Nianqing was indeed cute and adorable, making people's hearts flutter.

After saying goodbye to Fan Ruichen, Yang Nianqing headed towards the Yang family home. She had always had a good memory; even after more than a decade, she still remembered everything from when she was 19. At this time, the Yang family's house was still rented, and she was not going to be so foolish as to work herself to death to help the Yang family buy a house.

When she was 19, she had to deliver newspapers and milk every morning at six o'clock. At this time in her previous life, she had just had a relationship with Fan Ruichen. She was only 19 years old and was very scared and flustered. She didn't go to work, not even her daytime job at the restaurant. When she came to work the next day after she calmed down, she was scolded by the restaurant owner. But she remembered that no one was at the Yang family's house today. Yang Song went to work, Cheng Ying went to play mahjong, and Yang Qianmei and Yang Shiping went to school.

This is a rare opportunity, and it's more convenient for her to do something since no one else in the Yang family is around.

Yang Nianqing, who was somewhat distracted, was accidentally bumped into by a passerby.

"I'm sorry." The other person apologized to her and turned to leave.

Yang Nianqing frowned as she watched the man prepare to leave. When he bumped into her, images flashed before her eyes. The man before her was holding the bodies of a woman and a child, wailing and lamenting, "I'm so sorry, Lingling. If I hadn't gone drinking after get off work and had come home earlier to be with you, you and the baby wouldn't have died. It's all my fault. I love you. Why won't you believe me? I really did come home late every day because I was working. I had a problem at work, and the boss wanted to lay off underperforming employees. I didn't tell you you had just given birth because I didn't want you to worry. Why were you so foolish?"

A middle-aged woman, sobbing uncontrollably, shouted from the side, "If you cared more about her, you wouldn't have been unaware that she had postpartum depression. If you cared more about her, she wouldn't have died."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

"Please wait a moment, sir." Before he could even react, Yang Nianqing had already said the words of his request to stay.

The man turned around and asked with some confusion, "Is there something wrong? I've already apologized."

The image kept replaying in her mind, and the regretful cries even made her heart pound. Yang Nianqing saw a black aura suddenly spreading from the corners and below the man's eyes. The black aura was menacing and gave people an ominous feeling.

Yang Nianqing sighed, recalling the scene that had just flashed before her eyes. She didn't know if what she saw in that scene would come true, nor did she know why she had seen that eerie black aura. But if it did, this man would regret it for the rest of his life. He truly loved his wife and children, and she envied that kind of love. In that scene, she had seen the date on the digital watch on the table—today. Meeting him was fate, and if she could save him, she wanted to help. "Sir," she said, "I want to say that life is full of disappointments, you..."

"What do you want to say?!" the man interrupted Yang Nianqing in a very bad mood. Chen Jianbin was in a bad mood. He was a real estate agent who had worked at the company for six or seven years. His performance used to be quite good, but in the past few months, his performance had been getting worse and worse. His wife had just given birth, and they needed money right now, but he was facing layoffs. He didn't know how to tell his wife.

He didn't want his wife to worry, nor did he want her to know how useless he was. He felt like he was going crazy. He didn't want to think about anything right now. After working all night, all he wanted to do was have a good drink and temporarily forget all his troubles. He had already apologized for accidentally bumping into someone, but the person was still making a fuss. Why was everything going wrong? He was really going crazy.

"No, sir, please don't get agitated. I just want to say that there's no hurdle in life that you can't overcome. Spend more time caring for your family, and communicate with them more about anything. Don't keep things bottled up inside. Home is a safe haven. Nothing is more important than family, right? Your family will accept everything you do. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Chen Jianbin realized that Yang Nianqing was probably just trying to comfort him because he was in a bad mood, so he smiled apologetically at her and said, "Thank you, I'm sorry my tone wasn't very good just now."

Yang Nianqing smiled and said, "It's alright, don't wander around, go home early. Your family might be waiting for you."

Chen Jianbin realized he hadn't spent time with his wife in a long time, so he decided not to go drinking today and instead go home to see his wife and daughter. He smiled at Yang Nianqing and turned to leave.

"I hope this helps you." Seeing the dark aura around Chen Jianbin's eyes slowly dissipate, Yang Nianqing thought that he must have listened. She had done what she could, but she didn't know if it could help him. She didn't know why she had such a strange ability. Could it be an illusion? Unable to figure it out, Yang Nianqing smiled and continued walking home. Perhaps it was a gift from heaven. In any case, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

When Chen Jianbin returned home and opened the door, he saw his wife holding a knife and cutting her wrists. Chen Jianbin rushed over, snatched the knife, and threw it far away. He gripped her shoulders and asked, "Lingling, what are you doing? Why are you trying to kill yourself?"

(End of this chapter)