After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

The city of Yanjing was ablaze with lights under the night sky.

Although it lacks the densely packed skyscrapers of Manhattan, the glass curtain wall of the China World Trade Center Phase 3 and the endless stream of cars on Chang'an Avenue still proclaim the city's glory.

This area boasts the most concentrated concentration of capital and power in the country.

Every year, dazzling entrepreneurial stars and internet legends are created here; this is Yanjing.

Every year, countless young people flock here in search of their opportunities.

Those who have migrated to Beijing or returned from overseas yearn for overnight fame, hoping to become the kind of big shots who are adored by the media—whether they are composed, flamboyant, or unconventional.

As long as they can raise funds, as long as they can gain a foothold in the capital's world of fame and fortune, or even fight their way out, they are willing to give everything.

Wait, you're saying they did it for ideals and to change the world?

Of course, everyone would say that, wouldn't they?

a hotel.

Wei Yi leaned against the headboard.

He held Wu Zhenhe, who was as soft as a puddle of water, in his arms.

His eyes, however, were fixed on the smoke detector on the ceiling.

Wu Zhenhe buried her face in the crook of his neck, her breathing even and long, her eyelashes occasionally brushing against his collarbone, causing a slight itch.

That fragrance, as delicate as orchids and as sweet as musk, fermented throughout the afternoon.

It's already so strong that it's practically marinating the entire room.

He was thinking about how to explain it to his sister.

His sister told him to press down, but he couldn't.

His sister told him to be careful, so he rolled straight from the teahouse to the hotel.

My sister said not to let her eat you, but to pack a portion for your sister instead.

He has indeed been eaten, and completely cleaned up.

They kept eating, and after eating they kept eating...

He looked down at the woman in his arms.

She was sleeping soundly, with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth.

When she said in the teahouse that she was willing to take the initiative to be the younger sister and to regard Chen Xinyi as her elder sister.

His once solid anchor point suddenly crumbled.

What happened next was like something that was fast-forwarded.

All he remembered was that her scent enveloped him completely.

Then the two of them stumbled out of the teahouse and arrived at the nearest hotel.

to be frank.

He hadn't felt this kind of worthy opponent in a long time.

His sister and Kim Se-rin were nothing compared to him.

The two of them combined couldn't last a single full battle.

Lin Siyan in her previous life was quite resilient.

But aren't we still completely innocent together now?

Only Wu Zhenhe, this thirty-six-year-old woman.

With the tenderness and patience she had accumulated over half a lifetime, she disassembled him little by little, and then reassembled him little by little.

That was awesome!

I felt a little regretful after having fun.

I don't know how to tell my sister later.

We can't say that his big head was controlled by his small head today, can we?

Although this is indeed the truth...

Just now.

My phone suddenly rang.

The screen displays "Counselor Teacher Zhang".

Wei Yi paused for a moment, then answered the call. "Teacher Zhang?"

"Wei Yi, are you free to go back to school now?"

Counselor Zhang's voice sounded a bit tired, with a hint of helplessness, "Your three roommates, Zhao Gang, Luo Xiaofeng, and Li Junjie, just had a little incident."

"What is it?"

"They got into a fight."

Counselor Zhang paused for a moment, then said, "It's not convenient to go into details over the phone. Come back first, I'll wait for you in the administration building."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Yi stared at the screen for several seconds.

He was a little confused.

fight?

Zhao Gang is a national defense student. Although he is usually sarcastic, he is extremely disciplined, so it is unlikely that he started the fight.

Luo Xiaofeng is a sly fellow from Jiangnan with very high emotional intelligence; he will only advise against fighting and will not get involved.

It's even less likely that Li Junjie will be involved.

His guitar-playing hands are more precious than his life; he would never use them to hit someone.

What could possibly cause these three people to lose control at the same time?

Wu Zhenhe lifted her head from his embrace, her voice still hoarse from sleep, so gentle it could melt your heart.

"What's wrong?"

"My three roommates, those three rascals, beat someone up. The counselor wants me to go back home."

Wu Zhenhe blinked, regaining some of her senses.

"Those three kids? You mean your three roommates with such sharp eyesight?"

"Hey, sister. I'm the same age as them, so I'm a kid too."

"You're not a child," Wu Zhenhe said with a shy smile. "You're an adult."

A very large person.

Commonly referred to as an adult.

"They don't look like the type to fight." Wu Zhenhe tried to sit up, propping herself up on the mattress. "I'll go with you. They helped us so much this afternoon, I should go and check on them."

She had just sat up when she frowned and slowly lay back down.

"Forget it, you go by yourself. I can't move a muscle right now."

She said this with a playful eye roll, but her face couldn't hide her satisfaction and happiness.

Wei Yi rolled out of bed, put on his clothes, and before leaving, bent down and kissed her forehead. "You get some rest. I'll be back as soon as I'm done."

"Okay. Call me if anything comes up. I know a few people at the school who might need my help."

After Wei Yi left, the room became quiet.

Wu Zhenhe lay with her eyes closed for a while, then slowly propped herself up on the mattress and sat up.

She leaned against the headboard, picked up her phone, and dialed a number.

A few minutes later, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Two women in dark suits walked in. One wore gold-rimmed glasses, had short hair that reached her ears, and was carrying a slim laptop.

The other woman was tall with long hair tied up at the back of her head, carrying a briefcase.

The two men stood by the bed, their expressions respectful and professional. Their gazes swept over Wu Zhenhe without any extra expression.

Wu Zhenhe pulled the blanket up a little, her tone returning to its usual calm, but her voice was still soft.

Three things.

"First, the two properties under my name next to Chaoyang Park will be transferred to Chen Xinyi, the legal representative of Xinyi Catering, tomorrow. The procedures will be expedited."

"Secondly, the investment I previously promised for Xinyi Catering has been increased from 20 million to 40 million, and the contract has been revised. Thirdly..."

She paused, a smile playing on her lips in a way only she understood. "The third thing isn't urgent. I'll wait for her call."

The woman with glasses quickly jotted it down, then looked up and asked, "Mr. Wu, do I need to make a note about the reasons for the property transfer and additional investment?"

"unnecessary."

The two women exchanged a glance and nodded. "Mr. Wu, is there anything else?"

"That's all. Remember to have the hotel's cleaning staff come in and tidy it up."

The two women nodded and turned to leave.

After the door closed, Wu Zhenhe lay back down in bed and buried her face in the half of the pillow that Wei Yi had slept on.

The pillow still carried his clean, faintly minty scent.

Wu Zhenhe took a deep breath and felt intoxicated. She had never been so happy in her life.

She knew why Chen Xinyi had hesitated before.

That little girl is very shrewd. She knows that her background is too powerful, and she's afraid that she won't be easy to control once she's in the family.

She also knew what Chen Xinyi had been doing during this time.

If something is too easy to get, it won't be appreciated.

So she took the initiative to lower her stance and showed Chen Xinyi through her actions.

She didn't come here to compete; she came here to make sacrifices.

She didn't come to destroy this family; she came to join it.

She closed her eyes, smiled, and mumbled something.

"Chen Xinyi, Chen Xinyi, you're so lucky! I'm so envious of you!"