After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

Yanjing.

There are only a dozen days left until the Chinese New Year.

The weather in Yanjing finally cleared up today.

The snow had stopped on the way back to Palm Springs.

The black and red flags quietly rolled across the wet road, and the streetlights on both sides swept backward one by one, their orange light flickering on Wu Zhenhe's profile.

Wei Yi leaned back in the seat, his arm draped over the back of Wu Zhenhe's chair, his mind still replaying the scene from the Su family's old house.

To be honest, today's scene was much more exciting than he had imagined.

He originally thought that this trip to the Su family was just to bring Su Mo along to show her face and let those gossipy cousins ​​know that she had someone backing her up.

As soon as Wu Zhenhe stepped into the Su family's old house, the atmosphere of the entire courtyard changed.

The younger members of the Su family, regardless of gender, bowed even lower than he had imagined when they saw Wu Zhenhe.

Several people who were smiling and joking at the door froze on their faces when they saw Wu Zhenhe get out of the car, and they didn't know where to put their hands and feet.

Even Old Master Su himself came out from the main hall to greet Wu Zhenhe, shaking her hand with a warm and kind smile.

Standing next to Wu Zhenhe, Wei Yi suddenly recalled the days when his older sister commanded the young female delinquents in the county town.

He is otherworldly, high above all, yet he can command all the women.

Wu Zhenhe was probably that kind of person in Su Lai's circle.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wu Zhenhe's voice came from the side, soft and light, like a warm breeze blowing from the car's air conditioner.

Wei Yi snapped out of his reverie and smiled, "I was thinking, the airs you had at the Su family's old house were even more impressive than when my sister was the boss in the county town."

"Huh?" Wu Zhenhe turned her head to look at him, a smile in her eyes. "What boss?"

"It's about my sister when she was young. Back in junior high and high school, all the young delinquents in the county listened to her. She was otherworldly, aloof, yet she could command the women. Most of the thugs and delinquents were terrified of her." Wei Yi shrugged. "That's pretty much how you felt at the Su family's house today."

Upon closer reflection, Wei Yi realized that even the reasons were almost identical.

Back then, my older sister could command the local delinquents and a lot of hooligans.

Of course, her intelligence and resourcefulness are part of the reason.

But the more important reason was that my father was already the deputy director of a police station in the county, and my older cousin was already a team leader...

He was exactly the kind of person that young delinquents and thugs feared most.

And what about Wu Zhenhe?

Her biological father had retired early and was already dead.

But her other father...

In the "county town," he was much more powerful than Wei Yi's father was back then.

Wu Zhenhe laughed and gently tapped his knee with her fingertip: "It's not that exaggerated. They're just giving the old man face, not because they're afraid of me."

"Not afraid of you?" Wei Yi raised an eyebrow. "That sixth son of the Su family at the door almost shoved his cigarette into his mouth when he saw you get out of the car."

Wu Zhenhe laughed even harder and leaned her whole body against his shoulder.

Wei Yi casually put his arm around her shoulder, his fingers unconsciously twirling a strand of her loose hair.

"Sister, wasn't Old Su's attitude towards you a bit too much?"

He suddenly asked, "No matter what, he's still just a junior. Is it really necessary for him, a retired comrade, to personally come out to greet him?"

Wu Zhenhe did not answer immediately.

She leaned on Wei Yi's shoulder, her gaze fixed on the receding night outside the car window. After a long while, she slowly spoke:

"Su Yushui is a smart man. He wasn't greeting me today, but the woman behind me."

Wei Yi's fingers paused for a moment.

Wu Zhenhe continued, "I guess he assigned Su Mo to you not only because he thought highly of you, but also for another reason—to show goodwill and vulnerability."

"Trying to be friendly? Showing weakness? To whom? It wouldn't be to me, would it? And it certainly isn't to you, would it?"

"To the person behind me."

Wu Zhenhe's voice was soft, but every word was clear: "Before Su Yushui retired, there was actually a little bit of competition between us. Now that he's retired, if he wants to ensure the family's prosperity, he naturally has to be more sensible."

Wei Yi held her arm, unconsciously tightening his grip a little.

Wu Zhenhe smiled, as if she were talking about something perfectly ordinary:

"What storms hasn't Old Man Su weathered in his life? At his age, he should know when to bow his head and when to make arrangements. Sending his grandniece here is better than the Su family suffering after he dies."

Wei Yi remained silent for a long while.

He suddenly remembered all the speculations he and his older sister had made before.

When Su Lai brought Su Mo over, Chen Xinyi was happy, but she also had some doubts.

Even if Su Yushui retires, as long as he's still around, his influence remains.

His own grandniece was sent to him as a concubine for no reason?

This is illogical.

If Wu Zhenhe hadn't agreed, he and his older sister would never have dared to let Su Mo step into their home.

It turned out to be the case.

So there was another reason behind it all.

Wei Yi glanced down at Wu Zhenhe, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

"So, Su Mo was offered up as a sacrifice by Old Master Su?" he asked.

Wu Zhenhe sighed softly, "It's not entirely like that. It's true that he thinks highly of you, and it's also true that Su Mo likes you. It's just that these things happened to come together."

Wei Yi remained silent.

The image of Su Mo's timid appearance flashed through his mind.

That girl is a master when playing games, but as timid as a tortoise in real life.

She probably knew nothing, only that she was going to be sent to be a concubine of a brother she liked, and she happily agreed.

Thinking of this, Wei Yi couldn't help but curse, "That old man, he's really heartless."

Wu Zhenhe chuckled but didn't reply.

Wei Yi then asked, "How badly did Su Yushui and... not get along before?"

"You even called them? Hahaha~" Wu Zhenhe smiled, thought for a moment, and then carefully said:

"It's not that we didn't get along. It's just that he was senior, and there were some differences of opinion between us over a few key positions back then. He retired early, which was quite dignified."

She paused, then added, "Actually, these people never have personal grudges. It's all about which side they choose and which path they take. If they choose the right path, everyone's happy. If they choose the wrong path and fail, they just have to leave."

Wei Yi was speechless with astonishment.

If this were his previous life, he, a mere deputy director of a neighborhood committee, wouldn't even have been qualified to hear such words.

Now, it's coming out of the mouth of an incredibly beautiful woman, in this casual, conversational tone, right here in this smoothly moving Hongqi sedan.

He suddenly realized that he had truly stumbled into the heavenly realm by mistake.

Wu Zhenhe seemed to see through his thoughts, and leaned closer to him, continuing:

"And then there's Su Jianjun. He's the most likely person in the Su family to rise further in the family this generation. Su Yushui has tied you and Su Mo together, and you have such a good relationship with Su Lai. If Su Jianjun really wants to use you in the future, it will be perfectly legitimate."

Wei Yi frowned: "Can I really help Su Jianjun?"

"There are more ways you can help than you think." Wu Zhenhe looked up at him, her gaze gentle yet carrying a weight that sent chills down Wei Yi's spine. "You currently have Tage, Guoxin Ping, and Xinyi in your hands. In the future, there are still many boundaries you can explore."

Wei Yi fell silent.

Wu Zhenhe continued, "That's why Su Yushui is so eager to tie you to the Su family's ship. He values ​​you, not because you can make money. There are plenty of people who can make money. He values ​​the potential you have."

Wei Yi turned to look at her: "And what about you? Did you fall for me because of the possibility?"

Wu Zhenhe paused for a moment, then laughed, reaching out to gently pinch his waist: "Of course not!"

Wei Yi smiled too.

He lowered his head, his nose brushing against Wu Zhenhe's earlobe, his voice extremely low: "Then why?"

Wu Zhenhe didn't speak. She thought of the conclusions of the geneticists and psychologists.

"Why……"

She sighed, buried her face in his neck, and took a deep breath of his scent, feeling as if every cell in her body was singing with joy.

After a long while, she finally uttered a single word:

"life."

Wei Yi was taken aback.

"The first time I saw you at the beauty salon, I knew you were the one for me."

Wu Zhenhe: "Later, we investigated you, and then we investigated your sister, but the more we investigated, the less we felt we could do."

For the next few days, I tried my best not to think about you. But fate is so cruel.

"I simply can't control myself."

"Fate forced every cell in my body to think of you, from the central nervous system cells to other somatic cells... I was in so much pain at the time."

"The pain only subsided when I saw you for the second time. At that moment, I knew that I had no choice but to accept my fate."

Wei Yi didn't say anything more.

He suddenly realized that his greatest luck in this life was not being reborn, not that set of internal martial arts, and not the World Cup odds.

Instead, he met Chen Xinyi and then Wu Zhenhe.

One is his older sister, who has protected him like her own life since he was a child.

One is a woman who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, yet was willing to offer him all her resources as a stepping stone.

Wei Yi lowered his head and kissed Wu Zhenhe's forehead.

Wu Zhenhe looked up, her eyes sparkling in the dim carriage, like two lamps trembling slightly in the wind.

"Why are you suddenly being so well-behaved?" she asked with a smile.

"It's nothing," Wei Yi said. "I just feel like I'm lucky."

Wu Zhenhe laughed out loud, reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, and offered herself to him.

Wei Yi didn't hold back any longer, cradling the back of her head and leaning down to kiss her.

The kiss was deep and urgent, carrying a sense of relief as if one had survived a catastrophe, as well as a kind of indescribable gratitude.

Wu Zhenhe was breathless from his kisses, and her whole body went limp in his arms, her fingers gripping his collar, her knuckles turning slightly white.

After a long while, Wei Yi finally let her go.

Wu Zhenhe leaned against his chest, her breathing erratic, her lips slightly swollen, and her ears and neck flushed red.

She tilted her head back, gave him a reproachful look, and her voice was as soft as melted sugar:

"Xiao Wang is still ahead."

Wei Yi looked up at the row in front of him.

Xiao Wang kept his eyes on the road ahead, his hands firmly resting on the steering wheel, and the rearview mirror had already been adjusted to its lowest angle.

"He can't see," Wei Yi said.

Wu Zhenhe bit her lip and smiled, then buried her face in his chest again.

The Hongqi car drove along Chang'an Avenue, past the brightly lit CBD, and headed towards Chaoyang Park.

The night was as dark as a vat of ink that could not be dissolved.

Inside the carriage, there were only two people embracing each other, and a quiet yet passionate heartbeat.