After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

Yanjing.

November.

United Nations University, College of Arts and Sciences.

The fourth period of "Modern Chinese" class in the morning has just ended.

Wei Yi was packing his things, preparing to go to the cafeteria with his three roommates.

A crowd had gathered at the entrance of the teaching building, chattering about something.

Zhao Gang walked at the front, peeked out once, then quickly withdrew, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"Boss, there's a stunningly beautiful woman at the entrance. She looks kind of familiar."

Wei Yi glanced out through the crowd.

Wu Zhenhe stood under the ginkgo tree at the entrance of the teaching building, wearing a camel-colored cashmere coat over a black turtleneck sweater, her hair pulled back.

The afternoon sun shone on her profile, making her skin glow.

She saw Wei Yi come out and smiled.

"Brother, I'm divorced."

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

Several boys who were peeking at her nearly dropped their textbooks.

A senior student who was drinking soy milk choked and coughed.

Zhao Gang's mouth dropped open, and Li Junjie... hugged his guitar tighter.

Luo Xiaofeng reacted the fastest, immediately turning around and spreading his arms to push the crowd to both sides like herding ducks.

"What are you doing standing here? This is someone else's private matter, go away, go away, go away!"

As he shooed people away, he turned back and winked at Zhao Gang and Li Junjie, "What are you two standing there for? Help clear the area!"

Zhao Gang finally snapped out of his daze and grabbed a boy who was still in a daze next to him, dragging him aside.

"Stop looking, stop looking, they have something to do at home, let's go, let's go."

Li Junjie silently walked in another direction, adjusted his glasses, and said to the onlookers in an extremely serious tone, "Excuse me, you're blocking the wind, it's cold."

As Wu Zhenhe watched the three lively characters bustling around, the smile in her eyes deepened.

Wei Yi stuffed the textbook into Zhao Gang's arms, whispered, "Help me ask for leave this afternoon," then took a deep breath and walked up to Wu Zhenhe.

"Sister Wu, the cafeteria is definitely not suitable. There's a teahouse across from the school; the atmosphere is alright."

"Okay. I'll do as you say."

The teahouse is located in a small alley across from the school. Two red lanterns hang at the entrance, and there are only two or three tables of customers inside.

Wei Yi requested a private room by the window and ordered a pot of Tieguanyin tea.

The tea was served, and the two of them each took a cup, but neither of them spoke first.

Wei Yi looked at the woman opposite him through the rising steam from his teacup.

She wasn't wearing makeup today; her lips were a natural pink, and the fine lines around her eyes were almost invisible under the light.

She was 36 years old and had just gotten divorced. She came to the school gate and blocked him. Her first words to him were to throw a bomb.

Wu Zhenhe put down her teacup, her tone as calm as if she were telling someone else's story.

"Ren Jianguo is ten years older than me. His dad and my dad were old comrades-in-arms and lived in the same compound. I've known him since I was little and call him brother. The year I graduated from university, my dad said, 'Why don't you two get married?' So I did."

She picked up her teacup and took a sip. "He's not a bad person, really. Refined, gentle, polite to his subordinates, and loyal to his friends. But there's nothing like that between us. You understand? It's just that..."

She slowly traced the rim of the teacup with her finger, searching for the right words, "That kind of thing between you and your sister. We didn't have it. Never. We were always polite and respectful to each other, for over ten years."

"Why didn't you leave sooner?" Wei Yi asked.

"Because of my dad, because of the children." Wu Zhenhe's tone remained calm. "My dad is in poor health, he has a heart problem. He always thought that Senior Brother Ren was the best son-in-law in the world. Every time I tentatively mentioned divorce, he would clutch his chest and say, 'Are you trying to anger me to death?' I had no choice but to drag it out."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "My father passed away six months ago."

Wei Yi tightened his grip on the teacup. "Sister Wu, please accept my condolences."

"It's alright. He was already very old and passed away peacefully."

Wu Zhenhe looked down at the tea in her cup. "After he left, I suddenly felt completely empty. It felt like Jing Shu was the only person left in this world."

"But... Jing Shu, I know she doesn't actually like me."

"Besides, we also know that she doesn't actually like her dad."

Wei Yi remained silent.

Given your extraordinary family background, it's unlikely that Wu Jingshu would still like either of you.

That would be strange.

"I really don't know what to do next in the past six months."

She looked up at him, her eyes shining with an astonishing light.

"Then I met you. It was the first time I saw you at the beauty salon. You were standing at the door wearing a white shirt, and you smiled at me. Do you know who you look like when you smile?"

"Who does he look like?"

"Like my dad!"

Wei Yi was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She spoke so frankly, so frankly that it was impossible to be angry.

"I'm only eighteen years old..."

"Feeling, I mean the feeling you give me."

Wu Zhenhe laughed too, "I was talking about my first impression of you."

Wei Yi leaned back in his chair, holding a teacup, and looked at the woman in front of him.

There was a pure light in her eyes when she spoke.

It's like a bird that's been caged for a long time suddenly having its cage door opened. When it flies out, it doesn't even look in the direction it's going to fly; it just knows it has to fly.

"I have a girlfriend. And you should know about my relationship with my sister."

"Of course I know. Xinyi was honest with me. About your relationship, and Jin Shilin, and Lin Siyan."

She put down her teacup. "If I didn't know, I wouldn't have come."

"You don't mind?"

"What do you mind? Do you mind that you have other women?"

Wu Zhenhe tilted her head, a gesture that made her look ten years younger than her actual age. "I can spend more than ten years maintaining a respectful relationship with a man I neither love nor who loves me."

"Now that I've finally met someone who makes my heart flutter, what does it matter how many women he has around him? The fact that all the women around him are younger and prettier than me proves that I'm not blind and bewitched."

Wu Zhenhe's eyes crinkled into a smile, and her tone suddenly became a little playful, "Even children know that things that everyone wants and fights for are the good things."

She spoke so smoothly.

Wei Yi was momentarily speechless, unable to find a rebuttal.

He had no idea that Wu Zhenhe was experiencing the same confusion at that moment.

She had lived for thirty-six years and had seen far too many men.

I've seen all kinds of people: rich, powerful, talented, and good-looking.

No one has ever made her so obsessed.

Because of this, she privately suspected that she had been set up.

She had already initiated an investigation.

And whatever she wanted to find out, she could find it anywhere.

It's something Chen Xinyi can't compare to with her intelligence and half-baked social connections.

It's fair to say they've thoroughly investigated everything about him.

This includes his bizarre relationship with Chen Xinyi since childhood, his gambling experience after the college entrance examination, the Bitcoin he hoarded, the money in his bank account, and his encounter with Sulei, etc.

From an angle unknown to Chen Xinyi, she had already thoroughly investigated Xiao Chen's younger brother.

She also consulted real experts in the field, and even used methods that Wei Yi and Chen Xinyi could not detect.

They took his DNA sample for testing.

Ultimately, all the results showed that it was indeed a coincidence.

And the reason he attracted her so much, in the words of the top biology expert she consulted, was:

"Your genetic material is so well-matched. This is extremely rare in the population, which causes you to be hormonally attracted to each other. The attraction between your hormone receptors is tens of thousands of times greater than that between normal people."

Wu Zhenhe felt relieved.

So it was something you were born with.

It turns out it was all ordained by fate.

The greatest destiny ordained by God.

She couldn't bear it anymore.

I got a divorce without hesitation.

She promptly ran to find him.

"Sister Wu, you said you have no feelings for your ex-husband. Do you think there would be any between us?"

Wu Zhenhe felt relieved.

This does not mean that Wei Yi is relieved.

He found Wu Zhenhe's outrageousness attractive.

But he was raised by Chen Xinyi since he was a child, and his sister is his anchor.

Wu Zhenhe couldn't control herself.

He can control it.

He still listened to his sister and wanted to continue to suppress it.

"Yes," Wu Zhenhe replied without hesitation. "All feelings can be cultivated. As long as you give me a chance to cultivate them, we will develop feelings for each other!"

That's way too straightforward.

Wei Yi felt that he was about to break down again.

She had feelings for him, and he did too.

The first time he saw Wu Zhenhe, he noticed the delicate fragrance emanating from her, like orchids and musk. It wasn't perfume or skincare products, but rather the scent that emanated from her very body.

Every time I smell it, it gets a little intoxicating, like some kind of biological weapon specifically targeting his hormone receptors.

He had never smelled this scent on Jin Shilin, nor on Lin Siyan, nor on Zhang Kexin, whom he had recently met.

He doesn't even have an older sister.

She was the only one who had it.

He looked up, about to speak, but the woman opposite him spoke first.

"Don't try to fool me with your sister's tricks." She smiled slyly, but her eyes had already regained their shrewdness. "Xinyi investigated me, right? And then she got scared, right? And then her attitude suddenly became unfriendly, right?"

Wei Yi's expression stiffened slightly.

She said this with such certainty that it was as if she were stating a proven theorem.

How did she know?

The siblings had only discussed Chen Xinyi's explanation once, in the car.

There was no third person present.

Could there be a bugging device in that Porsche Cayman?

That shouldn't be the case.

A more likely explanation is that this Ms. Wu not only has a powerful background, but also possesses first-rate skills in observing people's expressions and understanding their hearts.

She doesn't need an inside man; she can guess the general idea just by observing the changes in Chen Xinyi's and his own attitudes.

"So you're here to lay your cards on the table?"

"Yes. I don't like being led around. From childhood to adulthood, I've always fought for what I wanted, and if I couldn't get it, I'd snatch it; if I still couldn't snatch it, I'd wait for the next opportunity."

She put down her teacup, placed both hands flat on the table, and her eyes were serious to the point of being burning. "Brother, you are now the chairman of Guoxin Ratings and need a full-time person in charge. I have a financial background, investor connections, government relations, and I'm also your suitor. Can you find someone more suitable than me?"

Wei Yi picked up his teacup, finished the last sip of Tieguanyin tea, and then slowly put the cup down. "Sister Wu, you are indeed very suitable. You could even say you are the most suitable person I could find."

He looked up at her, his tone suddenly becoming very honest, "I have feelings for you too. You... are very beautiful."

Wu Zhenhe's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously leaned forward at a half-degree angle.

From this half-angle view, the collar of her cashmere coat slipped an inch off her shoulder, revealing an extremely beautiful collarbone and a faint, warm fragrance, like orchids and musk, emanating from her neck.

The scent was like an invisible hand, precisely capturing Wei Yi's sense of smell.

Then it burrowed into his brain through his nasal cavity, bringing up all the thoughts he had managed to suppress.

This feeling is actually relative; Wu Zhenhe, of course, also smelled his scent.

He wanted to endure it, and he was able to endure it.

But that doesn't mean Wu Zhenhe can tolerate it.

Besides, she never intended to tolerate it.

He was still choosing his words when Wu Zhenhe stood up from her seat.

The cashmere coat slipped off her shoulders and fell onto the chair, but she ignored it.

She walked around the tea table to stand in front of him and looked down at him.

She was a head shorter than him, but now that she was standing while he was sitting, she looked down at him from a superior position.

"You listen to your sister in everything. So, I'll listen to you in everything from now on, okay?"

Wei Yi opened his mouth.

Wu Zhenhe bent down, and the tips of their noses almost touched.

The fragrance, as sweet as orchids and as sweet as musk, enveloped him completely, like an invisible net.

Her beautiful eyes were so close, and they were filled with a dreamy, intoxicating gaze.

"From now on, your sister is my sister. Let her be the older sister, and I'll be the younger one, okay?"