Reincarnation: Trying to pretend to be ordinary, but it turns out it's really impossible.

The two arrived at a Western restaurant.

Su Ningning's eyes lit up as soon as she entered the door. She turned to look at Shen Xingbai, her eyes sparkling.

"Wow, you've really made a lot of money. The places you take me to eat are so different now."

The waiter at the door respectfully opened the door for them and led the way. Deep inside the restaurant, someone was playing the violin elegantly, the melody gentle and soothing.

When she got to her seat, she noticed a beautiful bouquet of flowers that had been placed on the table beforehand, creating a romantic and comfortable atmosphere.

Su Ningning was in a great mood and was looking forward to dinner.

But as the dishes were served one by one, she looked at the pitifully small portions and her lips gradually drooped.

This little bit of food doesn't even seem like enough to fill a tooth gap for her.

Su Ningning's emotions went from excitement to disappointment, and finally to a little bit of grievance; all her emotions were clearly written on her face.

Shen Xingbai watched her the whole time, and felt like laughing.

She's twenty-one years old, but her thoughts are still as straightforward as a child's, and all her ideas are written on her face.

It was precisely because of this about her that he felt so relaxed and at ease.

She could soothe all his dark emotions little by little.

Seeing her listless appearance, Shen Xingbai spoke softly:

"If you're still hungry, we can go somewhere else to eat later."

Su Ningning immediately nodded: "Okay!"

Shen Xingbai originally planned to confess his feelings during the meal, but several times when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he swallowed them back when he saw her clear eyes.

Su Ningning also sensed something was wrong and tilted her head to ask, "Is there something you want to say? Something feels off."

When she asked him so bluntly, he found it even harder to speak.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly asked, "Would you like some wine?"

"Sure." Su Ningning thought for a moment, a little curious. "My dad has never let me drink alcohol in all my life."

Shen Xingbai only started drinking for business purposes after he established his company.

To be honest, he doesn't like drinking, but alcohol does give people courage.

Shen Xingbai then ordered her a glass of low-alcohol, sweet fruit wine.

I ordered myself a glass of red wine.

Not long after, the waiter brought over the drinks they had ordered.

Shen Xingbai took the fruit wine and handed it to Su Ningning, while he himself began to savor the red wine.

Su Ningning picked up the cup, took a small sip, and her eyes lit up instantly.

It's sweet, unlike the pungent liquor I drank in my past life.

"Delicious!" She couldn't help but take another sip, her face full of satisfaction. "I like this."

After downing a glass of fruit wine, Su Ningning became quite excited and drank several more glasses in succession.

Shen Xingbai drank the wine, and after gathering his emotions for a long time, he was just about to speak when...

Looking up, I saw that the little girl's eyes were already glazed over, and her face was as red as a ripe apple; she was clearly drunk.

He sighed, stood up, and took the cup from her hand: "Don't drink anymore, let's go back."

"I want to drink more—" Su Ningning muttered, refusing to put down her cup.

Shen Xingbai coaxed helplessly, "How about I take you to eat cake? Cake is a hundred times better than this wine."

Su Ningning thought for two slow seconds, then nodded dazedly, "...Okay."

She swayed as soon as she stood up, looking puzzled. "Strange... why does this house keep spinning?"

Shen Xingbai sighed softly, bent down and carried the person on his back, steadily supporting him as he walked out.

A gentle evening breeze blew, and Su Ningning nestled against his back, her eyes squinting in comfort.

But after a while, it became restless again and struggled to jump down.

"I want to walk by myself!" she declared defiantly. "I'm the local bully, how can I let someone carry me? It's so embarrassing!"

Shen Xingbai had no way to deal with her, so he could only put her down and carefully follow beside her.

Su Ningning walked unsteadily, like a drunken little penguin.

It swayed to the left one moment and to the right the next.

As she was walking, she bumped into the railing with a loud thud.

Su Ningning instantly bristled, glaring angrily at the arm-thick railing:

"Who dares to block my way!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she clenched her little fist and threw a punch.

Shen Xingbai's expression changed, and he rushed forward to try to stop her, fearing that she might hurt her hand.

But the next second,

With a crisp "crack," the thick metal railing was smashed in two by her punch and slowly fell to the ground.

Shen Xingbai's mind went blank, and he blankly grabbed Su Ningning's small hand to look through it.

My fingertips are still pink, soft, and small, without even a trace of redness.

He stared at the broken railing on the ground and swallowed hard.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that the training programs he had signed up for before were still too few.

Perhaps... a few more weightlifting and weight training exercises would be needed.

The rest of the journey was a nightmare for Shen Xingbai.

He never knew that a drunken outburst could be so devastating.

Su Ningning stumbled forward drunkenly, throwing punches at anything that blocked her path.

She smashed the railing with one punch, cracked the wall, and kicked several roadside trash cans away.

He looked at Su Ningning, who was standing on a trash can and cursing angrily.

Shen Xingbai: . . . . . .

What followed was devastation and utter devastation wherever she went.

Shen Xingbai was terrified. If they continued to make a scene like this, the police station might come knocking on their door tomorrow.

He dared not let Su Ningning go any further, so he stepped forward and hugged her tightly, coaxing her softly:

"Ningning, be good, shall I carry you?"

"No, I can walk by myself." Su Ningning squirmed in his arms.

Shen Xingbai, quick-witted, said, "The cake shop is really hard to find. I'll carry you there, okay?"

Su Ningning tilted her head, feeling dizzy, and looked closely at his face for a long time before finally nodding slowly.

Shen Xingbai breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bent down to carry her on his back.

After taking only a couple of steps, the person in his arms settled down completely—tilted their head to the side and fell asleep right on his back.

He carefully escorted her to the hotel and made sure she was sound asleep before quietly leaving the house.

Shen Xingbai followed the messy road he had just walked along, proactively finding the local police station and urban management officers.

He honestly explained the situation and compensated for all the damaged public facilities at the agreed price.

Since the surveillance footage will reveal the truth anyway, it's better to take the initiative to go to their home, admit your mistake, and make compensation to completely suppress the matter.

By the time he finished dealing with this mess, it was almost dawn.

Shen Xingbai dragged his nearly broken body to open the door. When he saw the scene inside, he swayed violently, his mind going blank for a moment.

The table was overturned, the chairs were askew, the mattress was overturned and in disarray, and even the bed frame was moved.

Looking around, there was no sign of Su Ningning at all.

He covered his head, his temples throbbing, filled with deep regret.

If I had known, I would never have let her touch a single drop of alcohol.

After frantically searching for a long time, he finally found her in the gap between the mattress and the floor.

Su Ningning was sleeping like a pancake, completely unaware that she was being pressed down by the mattress.

Shen Xing had gone to great lengths to drag the person out, and he couldn't help but admire the hotel's soundproofing.

Despite the commotion, not a single waiter or receptionist came up.

Over the next few hours, he quietly put the overturned furniture back in its place, reassembled the bed, straightened the chairs, and gradually cleaned up the mess on the floor.

When everything returned to normal, he looked at Su Ningning, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and it was already bright outside the window; it was eight o'clock in the morning.