After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

It smells good, very good.

I actually smelled it just now.

No, I actually felt it yesterday.

However, things were relatively quiet yesterday, but now Wu Zhenhe is standing right next to me.

Wei Yi could truly smell the fragrance on her body.

That indescribable, feminine fragrance, like orchids and musk, was wafting from her body into Wei Yi's nose.

I don't know if it's her natural scent or if she's wearing some high-end perfume.

It smells really good.

Wait, Wei Yi caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.

Aunt Wu seemed to have secretly sniffed just now.

She seemed to be trying to smell something as well.

This angle, this distance... no way, no way.

Is she smelling my scent?

I wasn't wearing perfume!

And the aunt and the man smelled each other's body odor or fragrance.

"...Jing Shu, you can come find me anytime if you want. I'll take you to an art supply store; I know a shop that specializes in imported pencils."

Chen Xinyi's smile radiated her succubus aura.

She even reached out to help Wu Jingshu tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

Her movements were so gentle that anyone who saw her would think she was her younger sister.

Wu Jingshu didn't dodge.

She even tilted her head slightly, like a cat being stroked.

Although she still didn't say anything, her attitude was noticeably softer.

As Wei Yi watched this scene unfold, inhaling the mature woman's fragrance emanating from his aunt, he was enveloped in her scent.

He thought to himself that his sister's advances were effective on everyone.

Girls with Wu Jingshu's personality simply can't defend against her gentle yet assertive care offensive.

Lunch was prepared by the nanny: four dishes and a soup.

Braised pork ribs, steamed sea bass, garlic-flavored bok choy, spicy stir-fried clams, and a large bowl of lotus seed and pork tripe soup in the middle.

Very ordinary and commonplace.

But it feels very homey and friendly.

Wu Zhenhe, who hails from Fujian Province, even personally cooked a dish of Minnan five-spice rolls.

It was still sizzling in the plate when it was served.

"This dish must be eaten while it's hot. It won't be crispy when it gets cold."

She used serving chopsticks to put a piece of food on each person's plate.

When she picked up Wei Yi's food, her chopsticks lingered in his bowl for a second longer before she placed a second piece on the side of his bowl. "Young men should eat more. You're too thin."

"My brother isn't skinny, he's muscular," Chen Xinyi chimed in from the side.

The tone was casual.

But Wei Yi had a preconceived notion.

I always felt like my older sister was showing off her own products.

"I can see that. That's why you need to eat more and build up your foundation."

Wu Zhenhe smiled and sat back down, picking up some bok choy and putting it in her own bowl. After chewing a couple of times, she said, "You two siblings have such a good relationship. Xinyi, you said you grew up with him since you were little?"

"From a young age. He came to my house when he was one year old, and I was only three or four. My mother said he was just learning to walk, and I was by his side protecting him, not leaving his side for even a moment."

"That's wonderful." Wu Zhenhe put down her chopsticks, her tone suddenly becoming somewhat ambiguous. "Having a sister like you is a blessing for your brother. And having a brother like you is also a blessing for Xinyi."

As she spoke, her gaze shifted from Chen Xinyi to Wei Yi's face, and the brightness in her eyes increased even further.

Then her chopsticks lightly touched the rim of his bowl, as if giving some kind of signal: "Young man, eat more."

"Mmm, thank you, Sister Wu." Wei Yi lowered his head to eat his rice while secretly glancing at Chen Xinyi.

My older sister was drinking soup from a bowl, and the smile on her lips looked incredibly meaningful.

He was all too familiar with that expression.

How to describe it?

It's probably like the hunter's pleasure in watching his prey walk right into the trap.

Halfway through the meal, Wu Zhenhe started talking about her work.

She is a board member in several companies and a partner in several investment firms.

"It's mainly manufacturing and trading, and two real estate companies. As for being a director, I don't have to go to work every day, just attend meetings occasionally. So I have a lot of free time, and I wanted to find things that interested me to invest in. As I kept investing, I became a partner or shareholder in many investment companies."

When she said she was "interested," her gaze swept over Wei Yi for a moment before casually looking away.

Chen Xinyi put down her soup bowl and quickly replied:

"Sister Wu, are you interested in bike-sharing? TAGE's funding has been secured, but subsequent city expansion still requires liaising with government officials. You've been in the capital for so many years; if you could help build a bridge, that would be incredibly timely. I promise, in the next funding round, as long as you're still interested, I guarantee you'll get the largest share!"

"Treading the Song is your younger brother's project, right?"

Wu Zhenhe turned to look at him, a smile she couldn't hide in her eyes. "It's quite rare for a college student to be able to achieve this scale before even graduating. Connecting with the government isn't difficult; I have a few acquaintances there. However, it's best to have a concrete plan before discussing these things; relying solely on acquaintances isn't enough."

"Next time I'll bring a proposal, and Sister Wu can take a look at it for me."

With his sister kicking her feet under the table, Wei Yi could only smile and look at Aunt Wu before speaking.

"Okay." When she laughed, her eyes, which were staring at him, were excessively bright.

Wei Yi lowered his head and drank his soup, already making plans in his mind.

In his previous life, he only knew that Wu Jingshu's family background was profound but complicated; today, he has confirmed it with his own eyes.

My grandfather, or rather my maternal grandfather, was a former member of the Economic Commission; my mother was a director of several companies; and my father was a section chief in the Organization Department of the capital city.

This kind of family setup is rare even in the capital, yet it's a complete mess inside.

After dinner, the nanny cleared away the dishes, and Wu Jingshu went back to her room, glancing back at Chen Xinyi before closing the door.

That glance was brief, but it seemed to hold something more than before.

It was as if he was confirming whether she was still there.

Wei Yi noticed it.

Damn, my sister's charm is insane.

Turning around, I saw Aunt Wu staring at me.

Hey, I'm not bad either.

In the living room, Wu Zhenhe rearranged the tea set and began brewing tea again.

She was very flexible with her wrist when brewing tea, turning the teapot around in her hands with a very soft sound of water flowing.

Chen Xinyi was scrolling through her phone when she suddenly looked up and said, "I'm going to the restroom. You guys talk first."

Wei Yi watched her gracefully rise and leave, knowing she had done it on purpose.

Only two people remained in the living room.

Wu Zhenhe poured him a cup of fresh tea; the tea soup was bright orange-yellow with a delicate aroma.

"Your sister loves you very much."

"Yes, I've been like this since I was little."

"She told me that she started her own business and you helped her with ideas. This kind of mutual support is very valuable."

She poured out the tea leaves from the fairness cup and casually added, "When I first saw you at the beauty salon yesterday, I felt you were different from other guys. When I told Jing Shu about it, she was unusually willing to listen to me for a bit, and she even said you wrote 'That's really well drawn' in her sketchbook. She rarely shows her drawings to others, and even less so reacts to other people's comments."

"I just casually complimented it, saying it really is well drawn."

"A casual compliment is different for Jing Shu."

Wu Zhenhe's fingers slowly circled the rim of the teacup. "This child is too quiet for her age. She doesn't talk much to her classmates at school and doesn't like to participate in activities. Her homeroom teacher said her IQ is fine, even above average, but she just doesn't interact with people. If you have time in the future, you can come and sit with us more often. You don't need to deliberately talk to her; just pretend she doesn't exist and let her get used to having someone around." She put down the teacup. "Is that alright?"

"Okay. I have plenty of free time after class."

Wu Zhenhe's smile immediately blossomed, like a flower suddenly blooming.

She picked up the teapot and filled his cup again, her fingers accidentally brushing against the back of his hand.

The touch was extremely quick, almost accidental, but the temperature of her fingertips was noticeably cool, indicating that her blood circulation was normal when she was holding the teapot and it shouldn't have been cold.

"Sister Wu, your fingers are a little cold."

"It's an old problem; my hands and feet get cold every autumn. It was better when I was in the south, but it's become more noticeable since I came to Beijing."

She pulled her hands back and placed them on her knees, then looked up at him. "You're quite thoughtful. Xinyi always praises you, doesn't she?"

"rare."

"Then she should praise him more."

Chen Xinyi returned from the restroom, sat down opposite the two, took a sip of her tea, and asked with a smile, "What were you two talking about while I was gone?"

This isn't the kind of question you really want to know the answer to.

Wei Yi answered truthfully: "Sister Wu said that I should come and visit more often when I have time. Jing Shu may need some time to get used to having someone around, but we can't be too deliberate about it."

Chen Xinyi nodded and said that was great, and that they could come more often on weekends in the future.

She turned to Wu Zhenhe, her tone as natural as if she were suggesting they go shopping together next week:

"Sister Wu, are you busy next week? If you're not, he and I will come over for another meal. He's free anyway, so he might as well come and keep Jing Shu company while she paints."

Wu Zhenhe smiled and agreed, her eyes shining brightly.

Wei Yi sat silently, holding his teacup, his gaze sweeping between the two women.

Finally, it landed on the ginkgo tree in the Imperial City Wall Relics Park outside the window.

The golden leaves shone quietly in the afternoon sunlight.