After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

The mornings in Yanjing at the end of September were already cool.

Wei Yi went downstairs at six o'clock as usual. The ginkgo leaves in the small garden of Zhichun East Lane were beginning to turn yellow, and a few leaves were scattered on the ground.

He stood still, closed his eyes, raised his hand, and grasped the sparrow's tail.

After completing three rounds, I finished my practice and exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Xiao Wei, you played much faster than usual today."

Grandpa Zhou sat by the flower bed, holding an enamel teacup. He wore a white undershirt, black trousers, and a pair of old Yanjing cloth shoes.

That authentic Beijing accent is just like it used to be.

"I was thinking about something, and my speed increased unconsciously."

"You young people are always thinking about things. My daughter is the same way. She didn't come home again last night, saying she was at the company revising some investment analysis report. I just don't understand, can't you revise a report during the day? Why do you have to stay up all night?"

Again.

Every time Grandpa Zhou talks about his daughter, he inevitably follows up with a classic line.

"What's the point of her working so hard? She doesn't even have a boyfriend."

coming.

Wei Yi sighed inwardly.

He's heard that line at least thirty times recently.

Every time I hear it, I feel like I owe Aunt Zhou a debt of gratitude for being a matchmaker.

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and Wei Yi raised his fist again, but his mind was no longer on the fist.

His sister has clearly lost weight recently.

My chin is a bit more pointed, and the bones in my wrists are more prominent than before.

Foundation can cover dark circles, but it can't hide puffiness, and it makes the eye sockets look sunken.

She used to have a chubby face, and her smile looked like a freshly peeled lychee.

Now it's more like a lychee that's been transported to the north and has become thinner.

He could figure out the reason.

She's a senior in college now and wants to take the postgraduate entrance exam, so her studies are already quite demanding.

In her past life, at this time she was opening two new stores at the same time. She had a lot to do, but at least she could lie on the sofa at night and have him massage her feet.

This life is really good. Heytea has three stores, Sweet Ice Cream has six stores, plus the expansion plan of Tago, she can use it all by herself.

What's worse, she's a gluttonous girl.

The one above isn't greedy, the one below...

That looks so delicious!

However, she is not the same as before, and Chen Xinyi's ability to last forty minutes is considered an extraordinary performance.

Every time she started a fight, I ended up having to carry her, who was completely exhausted, to take a bath.

The next day, she went to work and school with dark circles under her eyes.

The more I think about it, the less human I feel.

He came up with a plan at the beginning of this week.

While she was sprawled on the sofa after get off work, he broke down the basics of internal martial arts into a few simple movements and taught them to her.

You don't need to learn the whole set; start by practicing standing meditation and breathing exercises to nourish your Qi and strengthen your foundation.

With such a heavy workload, practicing will at least give her more stamina.

"Sis, you can learn from me. It only takes fifteen minutes a day."

Chen Xinyi lay on the sofa, her face buried in the cushions, her voice muffled: "I'd rather take a nap during those fifteen minutes."

"You'll sleep better if you train first."

"Then come and sleep with me. I can sleep well even without practicing boxing."

"Your sleep quality has improved. But what about me? After I sleep with you, will I be able to sleep myself?"

Chen Xinyi threw a cushion at me, giggling, "Then if I fall asleep, you won't continue? Just treat me like a doll."

"I can't bear to see you like this, you're so exhausted."

"Then it's not my fault. It's just that you couldn't bear to do it, so don't blame me~"

They just refuse to practice.

Wei Yi couldn't tell the truth—

Look, you must have killed me in your past life. In this life, I've learned to fight, but you still can't beat me, so you have to learn too.

I was just thinking about it.

A voice pulled him back to reality.

"Uncle Zhou, good morning. Little Wei is here too."

A woman in her thirties walked over from the flower bed. She had short, ear-length hair, a round, slightly plump face, and wore silver-rimmed glasses.

She was dressed very casually, in a light gray cardigan and dark trousers, the kind of outfit you see everywhere in the neighborhood for middle-aged women.

But Wei Yi recognized her. He recognized her all too well.

Good morning, Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao smiled and nodded.

Grandpa Zhou said that Xiao Zhao didn't go to work today, and Aunt Zhao said that she was on her day off and went to buy some groceries to cook lunch for her husband and children.

The two chatted for a bit about vegetable prices and property management fees. Aunt Zhao exchanged a few more pleasantries with Wei Yi before going out to buy groceries.

Wei Yi watched her walk out of the residential area and couldn't help but shake his head.

This seemingly ordinary Aunt Zhao is actually named Zhao Xiumei.

She works at the Chaoyang District Civil Affairs Bureau, specifically as a registrar in the marriage registration office.

In his past life, Aunt Zhao handled all of his marriage and divorce certificates with his sister.

What? You have a divorce certificate too?

That's right.

In his past life, he obtained six marriage certificates and five divorce certificates.

It all came down to Zhao Xiumei, an acquaintance.

This is absurd.

But when applied to his sister, it makes perfect sense despite its absurdity.

In his previous life, Wei Yi took the civil service exam and followed the system, working his way up from a clerk in the street office to deputy director.

Chen Xinyi paved the way for him from the very beginning.

He was already planning his career path when he was a sophomore in college.

The problem is, a worker who is supposed to serve the people.

I have five or six women and a bunch of kids around me. What if someone reports me?

In the system, issues of conduct can be fatal.

Chen Xinyi, a top student in the Department of Political Science and Law at Renmin University, came up with a simple and unpretentious solution.

Bigamy? It doesn't exist.

He never had two wives at the same time.

He only got divorced after getting married and registering his child's household registration.

Then he married another older sister.

Every marriage was legally registered, and every divorce was also legally processed.

He has children with each of his ex-wives. He takes care of his ex-wives and children even after the divorce. This is not immoral behavior, but a sense of responsibility.

What? He took care of his ex-wife and even had a child with her?

There's nothing I can do; I still have feelings for him.

It's not illegal, and although it might have a slight moral flaw, it's not a big problem.

Zhao Xiumei from the Civil Affairs Bureau went from being shocked at first, to becoming numb, and finally developed a conditioned reflex.

As soon as I see this person, it's here again.

She would simply hand him both the marriage registration form and the divorce registration form together and let him choose whichever he wanted...

The most outrageous thing was that once, Chen Xinyi asked at the window, "Sister Zhao, can we come again next time?"

That sounds like asking for a membership card at a hair salon. Zhao Xiumei paused for several seconds, then adjusted her glasses and said:

"As long as they don't happen within the same week, it's fine. The system will keep a record; if it's too fast, it'll be difficult for me to process."

In fact, besides her bizarre marriage and divorce, Chen Xinyi has done quite a few other things.

For example, when registering the child's household registration, it was all under Chen Xinyi's name.

She raised the children as their "big mother," and legally the children lived with her.

For example, in terms of asset disposal, all core assets were placed under Chen Xinyi's name.

She used an extremely complex set of nominee agreements and trust arrangements to protect the economic interests of her sisters.

Everyone is a beneficiary, but no one's name appears in the public documents.

The two chain restaurant companies managed by Jin Shilin, the coffee shop brand managed by Lin Siyan, and the small shares held by the other two sisters were all equity structures designed by her.

Wei Yi didn't concern himself with these matters much in his previous life.

He only cared about his small area under the jurisdiction of the local street office, went home to eat and sleep, and was then assigned "shifts of duty" by his sister.

Now that she's been given a second chance at life, look at Zhao Xiumei's round face again.

He felt that this Aunt Zhao was probably the most worldly person he had ever met.

She sat behind that small window of the Chaoyang District Civil Affairs Bureau for thirty years.

What kind of melodramatic plot haven't I seen?

But his sister's practice of "repeatedly getting married and divorced just to legalize all the women and children" has become a fixed routine, which will probably be a lifelong professional spectacle.

He was still thinking when Zhao Xiumei had already left.

After finishing the last sip of tea in his mug, Grandpa Zhou stood up and patted his trouser leg. "I'm going back to make breakfast. Xiao Wei, you did half a more round than usual today. Your movements were a bit off in the second half; you weren't really focused, were you?"

Wei Yi was about to explain.

A familiar voice came from the entrance of the residential area.

"Dad, you're giving me that 'grandpa' comment again."

Zhou Min walked over from the entrance of the residential compound, carrying a briefcase in her hand.

She wore a neat, dark gray suit skirt, her short hair was tucked behind her ears, and her eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses were as sharp as ever.

Her face showed signs of fatigue from staying up late, but her aura remained undiminished.

"He didn't come back again last night." Grandpa Zhou's tone was filled with habitual complaint and helplessness.

"I had to revise an investment analysis report for a project, so I stayed up all night at the company."

"Another all-nighter. Do you stay up all night every day?" Old Zhou got angrier the more he talked. "You're over thirty and still haven't found a partner. You're always dealing with those entrepreneurs. Which one of them is worth marrying?"

Again.

Wei Yi noticed that every time Grandpa Zhou met Zhou Min, he would inevitably steer the conversation toward "finding a partner" within three sentences on average.

Zhou Min was obviously used to it. She didn't respond to her father's comment and instead focused her gaze on Wei Yi.

"Xiao Wei, it seems your Tage has opened a new campus recently?"

She paused, then switched from casual conversation to professional mode, "It's perfect to run into you. Have you been considering any funding lately? I have a few ideas I'd like to discuss with you."

Grandpa Zhou watched this scene, holding his teacup, hesitant to speak.

He was just urging his daughter to find a boyfriend, and now she's talking to the guy downstairs about financing and bicycles right in front of him.

He thought about it for a moment, and figured that this could probably be considered a form of social interaction, so he shook his head, turned around, and went upstairs.

Two more ginkgo leaves drifted down.

The cool morning breeze blew in from the flower bed, carrying the scent of roses and soil.

Wei Yi withdrew his gaze from Grandpa Zhou's retreating figure and turned to Zhou Min.

He certainly knew what she meant by "having a few ideas".

Zhou Min works for Zhongding Capital, which invests in the consumer and internet sectors.

She'll make her move into the bike-sharing boom sooner or later.

In her past life, she invested in ofo and lost everything.

It's perfectly normal for her to have her eye on Tage in this lifetime.

After all, the two were neighbors.

"Sister Zhou, I'd actually like to hear your thoughts on the financing matter first."

Zhou Min pushed up her glasses, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

She just finished revising the due diligence report on Tage yesterday, and one of the conclusions in it made her more interested in the team than ever before.

The conclusion is simple.

It was so simple that she had to read it three times before she was sure she hadn't been prejudiced:

The true value of Tage lies not in the project itself, but in the two women.

One of them is named Su Lai, and she is the general manager of TAGE Technology.

The other one was Zhou Min's neighbor.

This female law student from Renmin University has completed the initial procedures at Renmin University, Tsinghua University, and Beihang University in less than a month.

This efficiency was simply astounding to Zhou Min.

The girl hadn't gotten out of bed yet this morning.