After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

After checking her scores, Chen Xinyi's excitement didn't subside; instead, it intensified.

She first called her parents, then sent more than a dozen messages to her roommates, and then sat on the sofa and started looking through her contacts.

"We need to inform Sister Shilin to reserve a large table at the restaurant tonight. Liu Yang and Zhao Min should also be invited. Oh, and Sister Li from the beauty salon too..."

Wei Yi, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but interject, "Sis, it's only 560, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

Chen Xinyi glared at him: "What do you mean 'only 560'? That's your best grade ever! And the point is..."

She stood up, cupped Wei Yi's face in her hands, and said with a smile, "From now on, you'll be by my side. For the next four years of university, you won't be able to run away."

Wei Yi's face was cupped in her hands, and his mouth formed an "O" shape as he mumbled, "I didn't intend to run away either."

Lin Siyan sat on the sofa, watching this scene. Her hand holding the teacup paused for a moment, then she continued to drink her tea.

6:30 pm, Wudaokou Korean Restaurant.

Jin Shilin had reserved the largest private room in advance.

When Chen Xinyi and her group arrived, the restaurant lobby was already more than half full.

The first thing Chen Xinyi did upon entering was not to go to a private room, but to stand in the middle of the lobby and clap her hands.

The guests all looked up, thinking that the proprietress was about to announce something important.

Chen Xinyi cleared her throat, her voice crisp and clear: "Hello everyone, I'm the owner of Hanwei House. I have some good news to share with you all today."

She grabbed Wei Yi's arm and pulled him to her side: "My brother checked his college entrance exam score today—560! In Guangdong Province, he's in the liberal arts stream! He's definitely above the second-tier university cutoff!"

The lobby was silent for about half a second, then a sparse clapping and cheering broke out.

Congratulations!

"Wow, boss's brother is amazing!"

"So tonight, all guests will enjoy a 30% discount! Have a great meal and drinks!"

Now the applause and cheers finally came in unison.

A 30% discount has a much greater appeal than 560 points.

"The boss's wife is awesome!"

"Haha, thank you, boss's brother!"

"Long live the beautiful female boss!"

"..."

But in the intervals between applause, Wei Yi's ears caught some whispers.

"560... I didn't even celebrate when I got 630 on the test back then."

"I thought it was 760, why all this fuss?"

"A score of 560 in Guangdong province would only get you into an average second-tier university in Beijing."

Chen Xinyi had obviously heard it too. She didn't care at all, and strode towards the private room with Wei Yi's arm in hers.

Wei Yi whispered, "Sis, everyone's complaining about it."

Chen Xinyi didn't even turn her head: "Who says you can't celebrate getting 560? Even if you get 260, you still get a discount today. I say we'll celebrate, so let's celebrate, who cares what they think?"

As she said this, she raised her chin slightly, exuding an aura that said, "I know my brother best, you guys don't know anything."

Wei Yi shut up.

It was the same in his past life; his sister was as protective of him as a tigress protecting her cubs.

Regardless of whether he was truly outstanding or not, in her eyes he was the best in the world.

The private room was already occupied.

Jin Shilin was directing the waiters to set the table when she saw Wei Yi come in and winked at him.

Not long after, Liu Yang and Zhao Min arrived one after the other.

Liu Yang, still as capable and efficient as ever, threw his bag onto a chair as soon as he entered: "Xinyi, I heard you announce a 30% discount outside? Is 560 yuan worth it for you to go to such lengths?"

Chen Xinyi rolled her eyes at her: "What score did you get back then?"

"654 in humanities, Renmin University." Liu Yang sat down, crossed his legs, and said, "So I'm qualified to say that, right?"

"That's you," Chen Xinyi said unwaveringly. "My brother is my brother."

Zhao Min smiled, revealing two dimples, her round face clearly saying, "I knew this would happen."

"Liu Yang, don't provoke her. Xinyi is happier for her brother getting 560 than she is for herself getting 760."

Liu Yang sighed, glanced at Wei Yi, and his eyes seemed to say: What kind of good fortune did you accumulate in your past life?

A little while later, two more girls arrived. They were both from Renmin University and were Chen Xinyi's juniors. They were of average appearance.

Wei Yi had little interaction with them in his previous life. He only knew that these two had strong family backgrounds, were capable, and were good friends of Chen Xinyi.

There's also Sister Li, the manager of the beauty salon, who's in her early thirties, has curly hair, and speaks with a voice just as loud as Liu Yang's.

There were eight or nine people sitting at the table, and it was as lively as Chinese New Year.

The dishes were served one by one. Korean BBQ, ginseng chicken soup, seafood pancakes, stir-fried rice cakes, bibimbap—the table was almost overflowing.

Jin Shilin personally ran back and forth between the kitchen and the front of the house, and with each dish served, she would specifically tell Wei Yi, "I asked the chef to add extra ingredients that you like."

Wei Yi noticed that every time Jin Shilin finished speaking to him, Chen Xinyi would be watching with a smile.

That expression was exactly like that of a pet owner watching their cat and puppy coexist peacefully.

The dinner table.

The conversation ranged from the college entrance exam to college applications, from college applications to university life, and from university life to Chen Xinyi's various ways of supporting her younger brother.

Liu Yang, his face flushed after drinking some rice wine, began to reveal: "You guys don't know, when Xinyi first started college, she video-chatted with her brother in the dorm every night. We asked her how old her brother was, and she said he just started high school. We were puzzled, why would a boy who just started high school video chat with her every day? Later we found out that this wasn't her brother, this was her husband."

The people at the table laughed so hard they were doubled over.

Chen Xinyi didn't deny it, and put a piece of roast meat into Wei Yi's bowl: "What are you laughing at? If you're envious, go raise your own."

Wei Yi listened to these words and couldn't quite describe the feeling in his heart.

In his past life, he took it for granted that his sister was good to him, and sometimes he even felt annoyed by being controlled too closely.

Having lived this life again, he truly understood the weight of this "goodness".

too heavy.

I have no way to repay you.

The dinner lasted until almost nine o'clock. We drank four or five bottles of rice wine and had three more rounds of barbecue. Everyone left happily.

When she got home, Chen Xinyi had drunk some wine, and her face was flushed. As soon as she entered the door, she kicked off her high heels and collapsed onto the sofa.

Lin Siyan went to the kitchen to make honey water to help her sober up.

Wei Yi went to take a shower first.

As the hot water poured down from the showerhead, he thought to himself that today's celebration was finally over.

After showering, I changed into a clean cotton T-shirt and athletic shorts, and then dried my hair with a towel.

It was the older sister's turn to wash up after she finished drinking the honey water.

He habitually went to the bedroom, turned on his computer, and studied the betting odds for tonight.

I got thirsty halfway through, so I went to the kitchen refrigerator to get some water. While drinking my cola, I opened the bedroom door.

stopped.

Chen Xinyi sat in his gaming chair, her hair still wet.

She had clearly just taken a shower, and was wearing that light pink cotton nightgown.

She was facing the computer screen.

On the screen, the betting page for Zhifubao was lit up.

The screen clearly displayed the four million he had placed in random bets that night. The odds, amounts, and match numbers were all readily available.

Chen Xinyi slowly turned around. The blush on her face was still there, but her expression was completely different from before.

That smiling, fierce, sweet girl is gone.

Instead, there was a young female boss who was a top law school graduate and started from scratch, opening three stores.

She glanced at Wei Yi and said calmly, "Close the door."

Wei Yi closed the door.

Lin Siyan carried the honey water to the living room, saw that the bedroom door was closed, hesitated for a moment, and stood outside the door.

Chen Xinyi leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, legs crossed, and toes swinging back and forth.

The posture looked casual, but Wei Yi knew it was her interrogation stance.

He had seen her countless times in his past life, when she was negotiating contracts with suppliers, when she was handling employee disputes, and when she was calculating "how many days off she took this month".

"Speak," she said, raising her chin and pointing at the screen, "What is this?"

It's not a question. It's a statement. She already knows the answer.

"Sister, I can explain..."

"I didn't ask you to explain. I'm asking you, are you betting on football?"

silence.

The air in the room seemed to freeze.

Lin Siyan's footsteps stopped in the living room.

"……yes."

Chen Xinyi took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then opened them again.

To Wei Yi's surprise, she didn't get angry. She just sighed and her voice softened.

"If you've already gambled, so be it. It's normal for guys to gamble on football during the World Cup."

She stood up, walked to Wei Yi, and looked up into his eyes: "But there can't be a next time. You know? Gambling is addictive, and you're still young, you don't understand these things."

Her tone had shifted from interrogation to "older sister educating younger brother" mode, carrying a hint of weariness and worry.

"Tell me, how much did you lose? How much of the ten thousand I gave you is left?"

Wei Yi remained silent.

Chen Xinyi sighed again and reached out to pinch his cheek: "It's okay, you lost, you lost. I don't blame you. You can earn more money, but you have to remember this lesson."

With her other hand, she took her phone out of her nightgown pocket, opened WeChat, and found her chat with Wei Yi.

He opened the transfer function. Wei Yi saw her fingertips type a "1", a "0", a "0", a "0", and another "0" on the numeric keypad.

Ten thousand.

After Chen Xinyi entered the password, she was about to press confirm when her finger was suddenly grabbed.

Wei Yi placed his hand on the back of her hand.

"sister."

"Um?"

"I have something to tell you."