After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

The study was quiet for about three seconds.

Jin Shilin was the first to react, her eyes widening: "What do you mean by arranging them for your brother?"

"It means exactly what it says."

Wu Zhenhe continued, her tone still soft, "I'm getting old, after all, and I can't compare to you young people. My body is struggling to handle him. So I was thinking of having Weiwei and Yihan help me share the burden."

She paused, her gaze falling on Jin Shilin's face with a hint of mischief:

"Don't worry, they won't take your share. You guys will eat the meat. We'll just have the scraps."

"???"

Even Lin Siyan couldn't help but turn her head and glance at Wu Zhenhe.

Wu Zhenhe responded with a smile.

"I'm serious," she said. "They've both been with me for many years, have impeccable backgrounds, and are tight-lipped. Weiwei has a master's degree from Peking University, and her abilities are beyond question. Yihan is a relative of mine, and I trust her. I've already asked them, and they're both willing."

Chen Xinyi, standing beside her, smiled so hard her eyes crinkled.

"That's why I said, Sister Wu, you're such a reliable person. You even picked the best people for your younger brother."

She stood up, walked to Chen Weiwei and Wang Yihan, bent down slightly, and carefully looked them over.

That appearance...

Jin Shilin felt it was like a brothel crow sizing up a newcomer.

That's terrible.

That's too direct.

Even Chen Weiwei blushed under her gaze.

Wang Yihan actually mustered up the courage to look up and meet her gaze.

But it quickly dropped again.

"Weiwei, Yihan," Chen Xinyi's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart, "Don't be nervous. I'll just ask you a few questions, just answer them honestly."

Chen Weiwei said softly, "Miss Chen, please ask."

Wang Yihan nodded in agreement.

Chen Xinyi smiled and extended her first finger.

"First question. Do you have boyfriends?"

Chen Weiwei: "No."

Wang Yihan: "No!"

Chen Xinyi extended her second finger.

"Second question. Do you like my brother?"

Chen Weiwei hesitated for a moment, then said, "I like it."

Wang Yihan bit her lip, her voice louder than Chen Weiwei's: "I don't like him. But he's very handsome, so I'm willing."

Chen Xinyi glanced at Chen Weiwei again, thinking to herself that this woman was cunning.

Then she smiled and nodded, extending her third finger.

"The third question. Can you accept the relationships within our family? In other words, from now on, you not only need to get along well with my brother, but also with me, Si-yan, Sister Shi-lin, and Sister Wu. Can you do that?"

Chen Weiwei was as decisive as ever: "Yes."

Wang Yihan hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Chen Xinyi finally extended her fourth finger.

"Fourth question. Did you have difficulty conceiving? Is there any family history of hereditary diseases? Are your menstrual cycles regular?"

The air in the study seemed to freeze instantly.

Chen Weiwei froze.

Wang Yihan almost slipped off the chair.

Jin Shilin gulped down a large mouthful of tea, choking and coughing.

Lin Siyan stared blankly out the window, but the fingers holding the cup tightened slightly.

Wu Zhenhe smiled so hard her eyes curved into crescent moons, thoroughly enjoying the play.

"Ms. Chen..." Chen Weiwei's voice trembled, "This...this..."

"Don't be shy. We're all women. From now on, we'll all be family."

Chen Xinyi smiled and said, "And I'm telling you, we're going to have two little babies soon. Siyan is already pregnant. So if you have any health problems, you should tell me as soon as possible. I'll arrange for Dr. Zhang to treat you."

Chen Weiwei lowered her head, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible: "I... my periods have always been very regular. I don't... I don't have any hereditary diseases."

Wang Yihan blushed and said, "I... I'm very accurate too! And I don't have any hereditary diseases!"

Chen Xinyi nodded in satisfaction and then extended her fifth finger.

"One last question."

She bent down, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the two of them.

"Who wants to go first?"

A deathly silence fell over the study.

Then, Kim Se-rin's burst of laughter made the whole room vibrate.

"Hahaha...no, hahahaha..."

Jin Shilin laughed until tears streamed down her face. "Xinyi, is this a job interview or a concubine selection?! This is too... too..."

"Too what?" Chen Xinyi tilted her head to look at her.

"She looks just like a brothel madam!"

Kim Se-rin finally blurted out the words she'd been holding back for so long, "Seriously, you look exactly like those old court ladies in Korean dramas who choose concubines for the emperor! No, you're a madam! Hahaha!"

Chen Xinyi wasn't annoyed at all; instead, she laughed even more happily.

"Sister Shilin, what are you saying? I'm the madam, and what are you? Aren't you one of the girls in this building too?"

Kim Se-rin's smile froze instantly.

Lin Siyan's lips curled up very slightly.

"Chen Xinyi! You..." Jin Shilin was furious.

"Alright, alright," Wu Zhenhe stepped in to smooth things over. "Today is just to let Xinyi meet people. The specifics will depend on your brother's opinion."

Chen Xinyi nodded and sat back down behind her desk.

She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and looked at Chen Weiwei and Wang Yihan: "Okay. I've given you both preliminary approval. I'll make further arrangements with my brother later. By the way, don't be too nervous. From now on, make yourself at home here."

Chen Weiwei and Wang Yihan breathed a sigh of relief and thanked them repeatedly.

Just then.

There was a knock on the study door from the outside.

"Go in," Chen Xinyi said.

The door opened.

Wang Xueli stood at the door, her nose red from the cold, and her black-rimmed glasses fogged up with a layer of white mist.

She was holding a file folder in her arms and said softly, "Xinyi, I'm here. What documents do you need me to write down?"

The women in the study all turned to look at her.

Wang Xueli was stunned.

Her gaze lingered for a second on the two strangers, Chen Weiwei and Wang Yihan, then swept over Jin Shilin and Lin Siyan, before finally landing on Chen Xinyi's face.

"Did I... arrive at the wrong time?"

Chen Xinyi waved to her, her smile incredibly gentle.

"No, Shirley, you've come at the perfect time. Sit down, there's a very important document that you need to take notes on."

Wang Xueli said "Oh," obediently walked to the sofa, sat down, opened the file folder, and took out paper and pen.

She pushed up her glasses, looked up, and said seriously, "Go ahead. What do you want to remember?"

Chen Xinyi and Wu Zhenhe exchanged a glance.

Wu Zhenhe smiled and said, "Attorney Wang, the matters we're about to discuss are all family matters. When you're taking notes, just use casual language. There's no need to be too formal."

Wang Xueli nodded and wrote the words "Family Affairs Meeting" on the paper.

Jin Shilin, standing nearby, said in a voice only Lin Siyan could hear, "I bet Shirley will want to run away in five minutes."

Lin Siyan replied calmly, "It won't take five minutes. Three minutes will suffice."

Wang Xueli didn't hear it; she was waiting for Chen Xinyi to speak.

Chen Xinyi placed the pen on the table, cleared her throat, and spoke in a formal tone as if she were about to announce a major company decision.

"Now, let's move on to the formal agenda for this family meeting."

She looked around.

"Item 1: Feasibility assessment of Ms. Wu's proposal to formally include secretaries Chen Weiwei and Wang Yihan into Wei Yi's livelihood security system."

Wang Xueli's pen stopped on the paper.

She slowly raised her head, and her eyes behind her black-rimmed glasses gradually widened.

"Chen...Chen Xinyi, what did you say?"

Chen Xinyi smiled brightly.

"Shirley, don't stop writing, keep writing. We've only just begun."

The snow outside the window was falling even harder.

It was as if countless white hands were desperately pounding on the floor-to-ceiling windows of this penthouse duplex.

In this well-heated study...

A meeting that was utterly absurd had just begun.

upstairs.

Wei Yi was still in the audio-visual room on the third floor, holding a game controller and charging into the streets of Los Santos.

He doesn't know yet.

A war centered around him has already quietly begun downstairs.