The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

(The system appears infrequently in this book and is only used to advance the plot. Readers who mind this should proceed with caution.)

Chen Zhi was awakened by the baby's crying.

Chen Zhi felt like his brain was about to be shaken to pieces by the sound.

He suddenly opened his eyes, trying to find out which unscrupulous colleague was watching low-brow videos on loudspeaker at his workstation in the middle of the night.

But what I saw was not my own cramped workstation.

The air was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant, mixed with a faint milky aroma.

Chen Zhi subconsciously reached out to rub his temples.

That one gesture was a huge mistake.

What catches the eye is not his large hands, which have developed tendonitis from typing on the keyboard.

Instead, it was a short, thick, white arm, like a lotus root.

Chen Zhi was stunned.

He tried moving his fingers.

Those five tiny fingers clumsily grasped at the air.

where is this?

He died suddenly from overwork?

Or is this just another empty promise from that unscrupulous boss?

Before he could even process this abstract situation, a pale blue, semi-transparent panel suddenly popped open in front of him.

[At eighteen: You entered a private, second-tier university with the lowest score in the entire school. Tuition was 28,000 yuan, and living expenses were 800 yuan. You vowed to outdo your roommates, but after four years, you achieved nothing except reaching the highest rank in the game "King of Glory." Graduation meant unemployment.]

Chen Zhi's lips twitched as he looked at the words.

This system has a sharp tongue.

[At twenty: You join a startup e-commerce company. The boss calls you a veteran, but you're actually an all-rounder. You're the editor, you're the operations manager, you're the accountant, and even when the cleaning lady is on leave, you're the one mopping the floor. Your monthly salary is 3,500, and your full attendance bonus is 250.]

[At 25: The company's annual revenue is in the millions. The boss bought a Porsche, the boss's wife bought a Hermes bag, and the boss's brother-in-law got a new department manager. You got thicker glasses and darker dark circles under your eyes.]

Chen Zhi wanted to curse, but could only utter a single syllable, "ah ah."

[At thirty: Your parents threaten suicide. You give in. Blind date, whirlwind marriage. The bride price of 388,000 yuan empties your parents' retirement savings. A down payment of 1.5 million yuan, and at just thirty, you're burdened with a thirty-year mortgage. A car loan of 200,000 yuan. Looking at the two-digit number in your savings account, you feel like a salted fish marinated in the saltiness of life.]

[At thirty-two: Your child is born. The cries of your money-devouring baby and the roars of your boss become your duet. To earn money for baby formula, you volunteer for overtime, turning 996 into 007.]

[At thirty-eight: Economic downturn, company layoffs. Your boss pats you on the shoulder and says, "See you later," then turns around and has security watch you pack your things. Back home, there are divorce papers on the table. The house is foreclosed on due to default, the car is used to pay off debts. You spend the whole night on the rooftop, contemplating the meaning of life.]

Chen Zhi was shocked. He had just found a job before his rebirth and hadn't even been officially hired yet. He never expected his future to be so bleak.

Fortunately.

Chen Zhi took a deep breath, his lungs filling with fresh air.

Fortunately, I was reborn early.

Nothing has happened yet.

As long as he doesn't work hard, the boss can forget about exploiting him.

[Match Successful: Fortune changes every thirty years, never underestimate a poor middle-aged man—Divorce Comeback System.]

【Bind on?】

Chen Zhi stared at the system name, lost in thought.

A divorce comeback system?

He looked down at his lower body, which was still covered by a diaper.

Is there something seriously wrong with this system?

He's not even married yet, and he hasn't even grown all his teeth, so what kind of divorce is he talking about?

Chen Zhi laboriously waved his small, lotus-root-like hand and slapped the word "Yes" hard in the air.

[Binding successful!]

[New player quest issued: Although your marriage failed, your romantic luck has never ended. Your childhood sweetheart, whom you lost contact with for twenty years, reappears. She looks the same, but her eyes are filled with tears.]

[Mission Objective: Listen to Qingmei's sorrowful story.]

[Reward for completing the task: A 1000 RMB Walmart gift card.]

Chen Zhi almost burst out laughing when he looked at the rewards section.

Walmart gift card?

Is it possible to give a shopping card to a baby who is still nursing?

Does this mean he should push the stroller while shopping?

This system not only has an abstract name, but its rewards are also full of life.

But childhood sweethearts?

Chen Zhi's attention was drawn to the noise source next to him.

He turned his head with difficulty.

In the crib next to it, lay a little creature crying its eyes out.

Is this the green plum?

Chen Zhi tried hard to search his memory for anything related to "green plum".

Lin Wanwan.

That future superstar who will shine brightly on television screens and whose casual selfies will trend on social media?

Chen Zhi had only seen her on TV and on GG cards in his previous life.

When Chen was in junior high school, he learned that his father's business had gone bankrupt and he had moved away, after which the two lost contact.

Chen Zhi squinted as he looked at Lin Wanwan.

His skin was wrinkled, like a red-skinned monkey.

When she cries, her mouth opens wide, and you can't see any trace of her future national goddess.

It's really ugly.

The crying continued, its intensity extremely penetrating.

Chen Zhi felt his eardrums protesting.

Listen to the secrets of childhood friends

This task is simple; I'm just listening to it.

All I have are my worries.

They're probably complaining about their bad luck in being born into the right family, or they're disgusted by the air quality in the hospital.

Chen Zhi's head was throbbing from the noise.

We have to shut her up.

He observed the situation.

The two cribs were placed right next to each other.

Lin Wanwan's mouth was agape like a black hole.

And next to her pillow was a pacifier.

Chen Zhi took a deep breath and focused his energy in his dantian.

He began to gather his strength.

roll over.

This is a technical job.

For a newborn baby, rolling over is as difficult as climbing Mount Everest.

Chen Zhi's face turned red, and he used all four limbs.

Once, twice.

Finally, the center of gravity shifted.

He successfully turned to the side.

Five centimeters away from the target.

Chen Zhi stretched out his arm, his chubby little hand scratching in the air.

That's enough!

He grabbed the pacifier.

Chen Zhi gritted his teeth and used all his strength to shove the pacifier in his hand into the noisy "black hole".

A soft "pop" sound.

The world is quiet now.

Lin Wanwan's crying stopped abruptly.

She instinctively put her hand on the pacifier, blinked her big eyes twice, and tears still clung to her eyelashes.

They seemed puzzled as to why they suddenly had milk to drink.

Chen Zhi let out a long sigh and collapsed onto the bed.

This amount of exercise is even more tiring than working overtime for three consecutive days in my previous life.

Just then, the ward door was pushed open.

A man wearing a wrinkled shirt peeked in.

Chen Zhi glanced at him sideways.

Chen Jun.

His father, who always had a serious expression, was actually henpecked.

At this moment, Chen Jun's hair was messy, and he had a guilty look on his face.

As soon as I entered, a strong smell of tobacco wafted in through the crack in the door.

Chen Zhi wrinkled his nose in disgust.

This dad, as expected, went out to smoke.

"Oh dear, my sweet son is awake?"

Just as Chen Jun was about to get closer to the crib, a hand that followed him in grabbed his ear.

"Chen Jun! You heartless bastard!"

Zhang Guifang's voice was even more penetrating than Lin Wanwan's crying.

Chen Zhi felt a chill run down his spine.

This is his biological mother.

His speed in counting money was directly proportional to the speed at which he swore. He was originally a bank teller.

"I just went to get some postpartum care and asked you to watch the baby for a bit, and you sneaked out to smoke?"

Zhang Guifang raised her eyebrows and pointed at Chen Jun's nose.

"Both children are here! What if something happens to them? Can you afford to pay for it? Huh?"

Lin Jing, who was following behind, was gentle and kind, but her face showed disapproval.

"Old Chen, this is a hospital. The child's respiratory system is delicate and can't stand the smell of smoke."

Lin Jing walked to Lin Wanwan's bedside, intending to hug her daughter.

When I looked at it, I was stunned.

"what?"

Zhang Guifang also stopped writing and came over.

"What's wrong?"

Two mothers and a father whose ears had been pulled red, all six eyes turned to the crib.

There were two small cribs side by side.

Chen Zhi lay on his side, one small hand still resting on the railing of the next bed, maintaining that "stuffed" posture.

Lin Wanwan was sucking on a pacifier, enjoying it immensely, while her big eyes were fixed on Chen Zhi.

The scene was once very harmonious.

It's even a little sweet.

"oops!"

Lin Jing covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling.

"This is so cute! Did my Wanwan cry just now? Did Xiaozhi give her a pacifier?"

Zhang Guifang was also amused, and her anger vanished instantly.

"Look, look! I told you these two kids were meant to be! They were betrothed even when they were still in the womb, and look how well they know how to cherish their future wives after they're born!"

She patted Chen Jun on the shoulder triumphantly.

"Just like me! You got that emotional intelligence from me! Unlike you, you blockhead!"

Chen Jun rubbed his ears and chuckled foolishly.

"Yes, yes, whatever you say, whatever you say."

The three adults surrounded the crib, their laughter like that of aunts.

Chen Zhi rolled his eyes inwardly as he listened to these words.

Doting on his wife?

That's because they think she's too noisy!

These adults' imaginative abilities are wasted if they don't use them to write novels.

Also, what the heck is this "arranged marriage between children"?

Why didn't I hear about this in my past life?

Chen Zhi helplessly tried to pull his hand back.

I used too much force just now, and my arm is a little sore now.

His movement brought him right into Chen Jun's line of sight.

Chen Jun was originally smiling too.

But as he looked at his son's little face, his smile gradually froze.

That expression...

Well, how should I put it?

It doesn't look like the expression a newborn baby should have.

Three parts helplessness, three parts mockery, and four parts indifference.

The disdain in his eyes was even more obvious than when his boss looked at the report he had written over the past week.

Chen Jun's heart skipped a beat.

Is it just my imagination?

This is a newborn baby, only a few days old.

Why does he look like an old man who has seen through the world?

Chen Jun couldn't help but move closer, wanting to see more clearly.

Chen Zhi saw his father's big face coming closer, his stubble almost poking his face.

The smell of smoke was even stronger.

He turned his head to the side without any hesitation, leaving his father with a round back of his head.

[Task complete.]

[Reward: A 1000 RMB Walmart shopping card has been issued.]

The system notification sounded at the appropriate time.

Chen Jun stood there, stunned, and touched his nose.

"Wife..."

"What?" Zhang Guifang was busy teasing Lin Wanwan.

"Did our son just roll his eyes at me?"

"Get out of my way! What does such a young child know about rolling their eyes? I think you've gone blind from too much smoke!"

Zhang Guifang didn't even turn her head, continuing to poke Lin Wanwan's little face with her finger.

"Oh my, Wanwan is such a good girl. Will you be our Xiaozhi's wife someday?"

Lin Wanwan spat out the pacifier and giggled.

It seems to be a response.