The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

The pink suitcase wheels rubbed against the ground, making a dull "gurgling" sound.

He leaned against the headboard, his left arm wrapped in thick gauze and propped high on the pillow.

But none of that is the most critical issue.

The most dangerous thing is this tiny thing in front of me, which is only as tall as a table.

Lin Wanwan dragged her suitcase to the bedside and laboriously straightened the teddy bear with a bald patch.

She sniffed, clasped her hands together in front of her, and bowed deeply to Chen Zhi.

"Greetings, Master."

Chen Zhi almost couldn't catch his breath, which aggravated his wound, causing him to gasp in pain.

What's going on here?

Have you been watching too many different TV dramas?

"Who taught you?" Chen Zhi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

Lin Wanwan blinked her big, red, swollen eyes and said seriously, "That's how aunties on TV always act, selling themselves into burial... no, even selling themselves into burial to pay off debts is done like this."

As she spoke, she ran to Chen Zhi's bedside with her short legs, stood on tiptoe, and stretched out her chubby little hand to touch the gauze, but then pulled it back as if she had been electrocuted.

"Zhizhi, are you hungry? Thirsty? Do you need to pee?"

A barrage of questions came at me like a machine gun.

Chen Zhi closed his eyes and turned his head to the side: "I'm not hungry, not thirsty, and don't want to pee."

"Aren't you hot?"

Before Chen Zhi could answer, Lin Wanwan had already pulled a folding fan out of her schoolbag.

It was a paper fan with the four large characters "Rarely Confused" printed on it, probably a prop used by Lin Shuxian to show off his refined taste.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

Lin Wanwan puffed out her cheeks, gripped the fan handle with both hands, and fanned Chen Zhimeng with all her might.

The wind is strong.

Chen Zhi's bangs were blown wildly in the wind.

The sudden gust of strong wind irritated the newly scabbed wound, and the intense pain was indescribable.

"stop!"

Chen Zhi, unable to contain himself any longer, let out a low growl.

Lin Wanwan was startled, and the fan fell to the ground with a "thud".

She's about to cry again.

Before he could even purse his lips, Chen Zhi immediately said, "Don't cry, hold it back."

Lin Wanwan swallowed the howl that was about to come out and let out a hiccup that sounded like she was crying.

"belch--"

Just then, Lin Shuxian's hearty laughter came from the doorway.

"Oh, so you're already serving me?"

Lin Shuxian was carrying a large bag of things, and Lin Jing followed behind, holding Lin Wanwan's small pillow.

There wasn't a trace of sadness on the couple's faces as they looked at their daughter's wedding; instead, they seemed relieved to have gotten rid of a burden.

Zhang Guifang came out of the kitchen wiping her hands and was overjoyed to see the scene.

"Hey, Lao Lin, what are you doing? The kids are just playing around, and you actually brought their bedding rolls?"

Lin Shuxian put the bag down in the corner, his tone serious, but his eyes were full of smiles.

"That won't do. A person should keep their word."

"Since Wanwan said she wanted to pay off the debt, she should at least do it properly."

He walked to the bedside and reached out to rub Chen Zhi's head.

"Zhizhi, from now on this is your maid. Don't be shy, just do as you're asked."

"If she dares to slack off, call Uncle Lin and I'll come over and teach her a lesson."

Chen Zhi stared blankly at this group of dramatic adults.

This group of people, whose combined age is nearly a hundred, are more playful than children.

Lin Wanwan stood to the side, listening to her father's words, her face pale.

She still held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that her parents would definitely not want to part with her.

Now it seems he really doesn't want her anymore.

Lin Jing walked over and placed the small pillow embroidered with strawberry patterns next to Chen Zhi's pillow.

"Wanwan doesn't sleep well and likes to kick off the covers. I'm sorry to trouble Sister Guifang with this."

"Also, if she gets hungry at night, there are cookies in her schoolbag. Don't give her candy, it'll rot her teeth."

Zhang Guifang grinned from ear to ear: "Don't worry, she'll never be shortchanged here. She'll keep Zhizhi company."

The adults exchanged a few more pleasantries.

Lin Shuxian glanced at his watch: "Alright, it's getting late, we should head back."

"Wanwan, work hard and try to get your freedom as soon as possible."

After saying that, the couple waved and turned to leave gracefully.

The moment the security door closed.

Lin Wanwan's last line of psychological defense collapsed.

She looked at the tightly closed door, then at Chen Zhi lying on the bed, and was overcome with grief.

But she remembered that Chen Zhi had told her not to cry.

So the little girl bit her lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, stubbornly refusing to let them fall.

His humiliating and burdened appearance made him look just like a wronged young wife.

Chen Zhi sighed.

Although I'm mentally in my twenties, seeing this little dumpling holding back tears in front of me makes even the hardest heart soften a bit.

He suddenly remembered his system, which had been inactive for several years.

Even after achieving great success at the age of thirty, Lin Wanwan was still able to find him when he was down on his luck.

Chen Zhi sighed silently.

I owed you from my past life.

"come over."

Chen Zhi patted the empty space next to the bed.

Lin Wanwan shuffled over with small steps, her head down, not daring to look at him.

"Come up."

Lin Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Chen Zhi, tears still clinging to her eyelashes: "But, but I'm a maid, maids can only sleep on the floor..."

Chen Zhi felt a headache coming on.

How many melodramatic soap operas does this kid watch?

"My floor tiles are cold, and you caught a cold from them, so you'll have to pay for treatment."

Chen Zhi said irritably, "I don't have money to treat your illness."

These words struck a nerve with Lin Wanwan.

She is currently burdened with huge debts and her biggest fear is spending more money.

She scrambled onto the bed, carefully huddled at the innermost part of the bed, pressed tightly against the wall.

The space in the middle is wide enough for two fat people to lie down in.

Zhang Guifang brought in two cups of hot milk, and seeing this scene, her heart melted.

"Alright, everyone go to bed early."

"Zhizhi's hand hurts. If it hurts tonight, call for Mom."

"Be good, Wanwan, don't move around and touch your brother's wound."

Zhang Guifang tucked the two children in, turned off the main light, and left only a dim bedside lamp on.

The door closed gently.

The bedroom fell silent.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window came through the screen and sounded particularly noisy.

Chen Zhiping lay there, a burning sensation coming from his left arm, which kept him wide awake.

Lin Wanwan, who was beside me, was breathing very lightly but very quickly, so she was obviously not asleep either.

A while later.

A rustling sound came from the darkness.

A warm little hand quietly reached out and gently covered Chen Zhi's left hand.

It's not the injured hand, it's the intact one.

"Zhizhi..."

The voice was very soft, with a strong nasal tone.

"Mm," Chen Zhi responded.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"You're lying." Lin Wanwan sniffed. "I saw you frown."

Chen Zhi didn't speak.

This girl has a pretty sharp eye for observation.

"Let me blow on it for you."

Lin Wanwan turned over and whispered in Chen Zhi's ear.

"Huff... huff..."

The warm breath tickled Chen Zhi's neck.

"No need to blow anymore, go to sleep."

Chen Zhi tilted his head slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Zhizhi."

"What's wrong now?"

"I will definitely be very obedient from now on."

Lin Wanwan's voice sounded particularly firm in the darkness.

"I can do laundry, sweep the floor, and... I can even groom teddy bears."

"When I grow up, I'll go and make money, and I'll give it all to you."

"Please don't send me away, okay?"

At the end, there was a hint of pleading in his voice.

Chen Zhi felt as if something had hit him in the heart.

In his previous life, after his father went bankrupt, he witnessed the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

Even with relatives and friends, they always make excuses when it comes to borrowing money.

Unexpectedly, in this second life, the first person to give him such a complete and unconditional promise was this silly four-year-old girl.

Although this promise sounds naive, even somewhat ridiculous.

But the sentiment behind it was profound.

Chen Zhi grabbed that chubby little hand with his own.

The palms are warm and soft.

"I didn't kick you out."

Chen Zhi's voice sounded somewhat low in the night, yet unusually calm.

"Go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow... to work."

The last two words were purely to put the girl's mind at ease.

really.

Upon hearing the word "work," Lin Wanwan seemed to have found her purpose in life and contentedly hummed in agreement.

"Then I'll get up at five o'clock tomorrow to cook for Zhizhi!"

Chen Zhi's lips twitched slightly.

Five o'clock?

You don't have to.

"Seven o'clock is fine."

"No, even the most diligent maids have to get up at five!"

"……what ever."

Chen Zhi was too lazy to argue with a child; anyway, the girl was just saying it.

Lin Jing usually has to pull the covers off her bed when she's in bed until 8 a.m., and it would be a miracle if she could get up at 5 a.m.

Sleepiness crept in.

Chen Zhi closed his eyes in a daze.

The small stove beside me was radiating a steady stream of heat, making this summer night quite hot.

But Chen Zhi did not let go.

……

The next morning.

Chen Zhi was awakened by a feeling of suffocation.

He suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

My chest felt heavy, as if a huge rock was pressing down on it.

I looked down.

Lin Wanwan lay sprawled on top of him, one leg pressing against his stomach, and one arm tightly wrapped around his neck.

His drool soaked his shoulder, leaving a large patch of his pajamas wet.

The bald teddy bear was lying face down on his face; that's where the suffocating feeling came from.

Chen Zhi struggled to push the teddy bear away.

I glanced at the clock on the wall.

8:30.

You promised to get up at five o'clock to cook!

Where is the diligent maid I was promised?

Is this the legendary "giving yourself to him"?

This is clearly a death sentence!

Chen Zhi tried to push the octopus on his body.

Not moving.

Lin Wanwan smacked her lips, as if she was dreaming of something delicious, and took a bite out of Chen Zhi's collar.

"Chicken leg...it smells so good..."

Chen Zhi stared at the ceiling, feeling utterly hopeless.