After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

Yanjing.

Near the CBD (China World Trade Center).

Wei Yi's phone rang as soon as the Hongqi car crossed the Jianguomen Bridge.

A voice message from Zhang Kexin popped up on the screen. Upon listening, her voice was full of apology.

In the background noise, you can faintly hear a hospital broadcast calling for a doctor.

"Xiao Wei, I'm so sorry. The department just gave me a last-minute notice about an urgent consultation. Several specialists from different hospitals are going, and I can't cancel. My appointment tonight might have to be rescheduled."

After listening to the voice message, Wei Yi didn't feel disappointed.

It's perfectly normal for a 31-year-old associate attending physician and master's supervisor at Peking Union Medical College Hospital to be temporarily called in for a consultation.

It would be abnormal if she were idle every day.

He replied with a message telling her not to rush, that the consultation was the priority, and that they could reschedule the appointment for another day.

After sending the message, he added, "Just don't give weather forecasts to patients." Zhang Kexin immediately replied with a facepalm emoji, and then added, "I wouldn't."

withdraw.

Another comment followed: "You're making fun of me."

Then withdraw.

In the end, he only sent one word: "Okay".

He smiled and put his phone back in his pocket.

I originally wanted to turn back to Guomao to find Sister Wu for another round, but the Hongqi car had already driven across Jianguomen Bridge.

Forget it, let's go home.

Even if I go.

Sister Wu is probably too exhausted to fight anymore.

He didn't want to make himself uncomfortable.

The Third Ring Road was as congested as a parking lot during the evening rush hour.

The Hongqi car shuffled through traffic for almost forty minutes before finally turning into the west gate of Palm Springs.

He paused for a moment when he pushed open the door to his home.

The living room was much livelier than he had imagined.

The long dining table, which could seat more than ten people, was already covered with a tablecloth, and set out fruit platters and cold appetizers prepared by Aunt Li and Aunt Zheng.

A group of people sat on the sofa. Jin Shilin was pouring tea for Su Lai. Su Lai, unusually, wasn't wearing her red vest. Instead, she was wearing a dark blue sweatshirt and sat cross-legged on the sofa, discussing the schedule for the next round of promotional activities for Tage with Fang Yunshu.

Fang Yunshu listened and nodded, taking notes in her notebook.

Liu Yang and Zhao Min squeezed onto another sofa to flip through tasting reports of Heytea's new products, while Li Xuejie leaned against the side, drawing something on a tablet with a pencil.

Lin Siyan sat on the single sofa as always, a half-read financial magazine on her lap. She occasionally glanced at the chattering women, her expression as indifferent as a glass of cold water.

Chen Xinyi walked over from the kitchen, carrying two cups of freshly brewed Tieguanyin tea. "You're back? Perfect timing, let's eat right away."

"Sis, what day is it today?"

"Didn't I tell you at noon that I was treating the senior executives of Tage and Xinyi to a casual meal at the new house for the first time? You said 'I know.'"

Wei Yi tried hard to recall.

His sister did call him at noon.

But at that time he was busy tackling difficult issues with Sister Wu, and his mind was full of thoughts that "this area seems to be quite sensitive."

I didn't pay any attention to what they were saying on the phone about a family dinner.

He gave an awkward laugh, and Chen Xinyi gave him a look that said, "You were having a good time, weren't you?"

I casually patted his butt and told him to go wash his hands.

When he came out of the restroom, the long table was already full of people.

Chen Xinyi sat at one end of the long table, presiding over the family dinner as the hostess.

Jin Shilin and Lin Siyan sat on her left and right.

Su Lai, Fang Yunshu, Liu Yang, Zhao Min, and Senior Sister Li are listed in that order.

Jiang Wan was also there. She was wearing a light gray cardigan, her long hair loosely tied with a plain hairband, and she was talking to Fang Yunshu next to her.

Wei Yi was seated at the far end of the long table, opposite Chen Xinyi in the main seat.

When he walked over and sat down, he had a subtle illusion that he was being worshipped as a mascot.

"Sis, is this seat really appropriate for me?"

"You are the largest shareholder of Tage, the absolute controlling shareholder of Xinyi, and the actual investor of Weichen Holdings. If you don't sit in the main seat, who will? Sit down quickly and stop dawdling."

Wei Yi pulled out a chair and sat down.

Then he noticed a detail that was even more noteworthy than his seat in the main seat.

To his left was Jiang Wan, and to his right was Wang Xueli, Chen Xinyi's senior sister.

Wang is currently a first-year graduate student in law at Renmin University.

It wasn't surprising that Jiang Wan sat next to him; his sister had been openly and secretly creating opportunities for this "chairman's assistant" to get close to him lately.

But the arrangement of Wang Xuejie sitting to his right is somewhat subtle.

He couldn't help but glance at Senior Wang again.

Today, Wang Xuejie was wearing a beige turtleneck sweater and her signature black-rimmed glasses, and was looking down at the draft legal contract for Heytea's new store.

Her appearance isn't the bright and striking type like Jiang Wan's.

She's not the epitome of sweetness like Chen Xinyi, nor is she as aloof and ethereal as Lin Siyan.

She's the kind of person whose looks grow on you; her features are regular but not particularly striking.

She has a calm but introverted demeanor and wouldn't stand out in a crowd.

But it feels comfortable after looking at it for a while.

If I were to give her a score out of 100, she would probably be around 65 to 70.

She is an intellectual beauty with above-average looks.

Among Su Lai, Zhao Min, Liu Yang, and Fang Yunshu, she was considered the most beautiful.

They belong to the kind of families where elders of high-ranking officials are most pleased that their children marry someone with a face that signifies peace and prosperity for the country.

In fact it is.

In her past life, Senior Wang married very well.

He remembered that his father-in-law was at the provincial or ministerial level, while his mother-in-law was at the department level.

Although my husband is not very capable, he is obedient and works in a state-owned enterprise in a fairly high position.

But Wei Yi didn't look at her because of her appearance.

It's not because she married well in her past life.

Rather, in their past life, Wang Xuejie was his sister's right-hand woman in her legal career.

One of the partners at Chen Xinyi Law Firm, specializing in the most challenging commercial litigation and equity disputes, with an absurdly high court win rate, he has a nickname in the capital's legal circles: "Chen Xinyi's Ace".

His sister could entrust all the legal affairs of Tage and Xinyi to her with peace of mind, not because she was good-looking, but because her professional abilities were unfathomable.

In her past life, Chen Xinyi outsourced her legal affairs to her for many years. Just how deep was the trust between them?

It goes so deep that Chen Xinyi once "shared" this trust with him.

That's right, in his past life, under his older sister's arrangement, he and Senior Wang had a few encounters.

Not many, maybe four or five times, all planned by Chen Xinyi.

He couldn't quite remember the specifics.

All I remember is that Senior Wang is a completely different person in bed and in court.

In court, she was sharp-tongued and unyielding; in bed, she was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands, keeping her eyes closed the whole time, and only saying one sentence from beginning to end—"Is this okay?"

When we met at the law firm the next day, her face was as red as a boiled shrimp.

But the legal opinions he had written were flawless, with not a single punctuation mark wrong.

Up to this point in his life, Wang Xuejie is still just his sister's senior classmate at the Renmin University Law School.

Occasionally, she would be called upon to help review the legal contracts of Tage and Xinyi. Like Liu Yang, Zhao Min, and Senior Sister Li, she belonged to "Chen Xinyi's unofficial support group".

His sister arranged for her to sit to her right tonight. He didn't know if it was just a simple seating arrangement or some kind of strategic deployment that he hadn't yet figured out.

"Wei Yi, it's been a long time." Senior Wang looked up from the draft contract, adjusted her glasses, and smiled at him.

"Hi, Senior Wang. Have you been busy lately?"

"It's alright. My supervisor just got a research project from the Supreme People's Court, so he's been spending all his time buried in literature."

She spoke in a low voice, her tone as gentle as ever, but her gaze only lingered on his face for a moment before shifting away, as if she were looking at a legal document that wasn't formatted correctly, wanting to revise it but too embarrassed to say so.

Fortunately, Aunt Zheng and Aunt Li filed out of the kitchen carrying hot dishes.

The family dinner officially began.

But Wei Yi suddenly became somewhat confused.

This confusion actually existed in my past life.

It's not a big deal; it's just a minor confusion.

What's puzzling you?

It's the child that Senior Wang had in her previous life.

She looks so much like him.

If it were placed alongside his children.

The kind of siblings that even strangers could recognize at a glance.

But when he asked his older sister, she would just smile and remain silent.