Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

After dinner, He Ziyu went to the front desk to pay the bill and called a designated driver.

He Lianghan had been drinking and couldn't drive. In addition, he was in a bad mood at the moment, so he listened to whatever He Ziyu said. It was as if their roles had been reversed.

"Don't work when you get home tonight. It's a rare two-day weekend off..."

"Okay, I'll do whatever A-Yu says."

"Those important review tasks can also be handed over to Assistant Qin. Hasn't he been with He's for many years? He should be able to handle it, right?"

"You mean Xiao Qin, Qin Yun?"

"Um."

"He can't do it."

Why?

"Because he's not quick-witted enough," He Lianghan smiled. "Xiao Qin is an obedient and studious child, but he doesn't know how to be flexible in many things. He's more suited to being ordered around than to shoulder the burden alone. He's like a rook and a pawn in chess, each with their own role and different characteristics."

"In private companies like ours, there is no rule of seniority. How many years you have been here is not the same as how much value you can contribute. As a manager, you still need to know how to recognize people and assign them to suitable positions in order to promote the better development of the company."

"Ayu still has a lot to learn in the future."

He Lianghan patted He Ziyu's thigh meaningfully.

In fact, after listening to and observing at the He family for this period of time, He Ziyu also realized that he was still far from being a qualified successor.

Ideals are one thing, reality is another.

The intricacies of business operations are incredibly complex, requiring not only theory but also extensive practical experience.

He Ziyu lacked practical experience, so he was naturally unable to make correct judgments based on experience.

Of course, these are secondary; after all, you can learn what you don't know.

What He Ziyu found most unattainable was his father's almost obsessive dedication to his career.

Work on weekdays, work on weekends...

He even works between meals and watching TV.

He Ziyu had never carefully observed his father's words and actions before; he only knew that his father was busy and had no time to spend with him.

Only now has he realized that his father has transcended the realm of busyness and has instead integrated his career into his very being.

It is precisely because of this that the He family was able to secure a place in Yuecheng and crush all their competitors.

Thinking of this, He Ziyu sighed.

Life is like this.

Nothing comes without effort.

If there is any, it belongs to someone else and will be returned to them sooner or later in various forms.

In the moving car, He Ziyu looked at He Lianghan's profile and felt for the first time how tall and imposing his father was.

Perhaps this echoes the line written in the comic about "the spark".

The reason shadows exist in this world is because they are hidden behind the scorching sun.

As human beings, the world we see is determined by the thoughts we have.

……

As the car approached the villa, He Ziyu took the recording pen out again and placed it in He Lianghan's hand.

"Dad, there's actually a third recording in here."

"The third paragraph?"

He Ziyu nodded. "As far as I know, the Lan family is not doing well recently, and our family has also contributed some money to help."

"That's right," He Lianghan said. "Your Uncle Lan helped us when he was young, and this time we're contributing funds to repay that favor."

"Now that the favor has been repaid, let's not have any further contact."

"What?" He Lianghan was stunned for a moment.

He Ziyu looked directly at He Lianghan, his tone serious and earnest.

"I've always felt that the most important thing in making friends isn't whether you share the same interests, but whether you're sincere. At least on this level, Lan Yuan didn't do that, and his parents didn't provide proper guidance either."

"The third audio recording in this recorder is Lan Yuan's most honest opinion of me. You can listen to it when you have time, but it's best to choose a time when you're in a good mood."

"..." He Lianghan held the recording pen, hesitant to speak.

Where did his precious son get so many recordings?

First it was Xiao Shan's, and now it's Lan Yuan's...

Seeing the doubt in his father's eyes, He Ziyu smiled and said, "This really is the last recording."

He Lianghan: "But..."

"I know you're wondering why I've suddenly become so wary," He Ziyu said. "But Dad, you only need to know one thing."

"No matter how dangerous the net of heaven and earth is, those who do not risk their lives will not fall into it."

Those who offended him in their past lives have merely sown the seeds of their own karma within the vast cycle of cause and effect.

As for the "fruit" that will come, it's only a matter of time.

……

The next day.

"What did you say? A sanatorium? He Lianghan, are you crazy?! I'm not sick, why would I go to a sanatorium?"

"No, I can't go. He Lianghan, just give up on that idea..."

Xiao Shan angrily hung up the phone and plopped down on the bed.

She was happy when she saw He Lianghan call her, thinking that the damned man had finally remembered her. But when the call connected, she was struck by a bolt from the blue.

Should we send her to a sanatorium?

Are you kidding me!

That godforsaken place was supposedly a place for people to recuperate and cultivate their minds, but in reality, it was far from the city and full of the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled. If a normal person like her were sent there, she would either go crazy or become depressed.

After a while, Xiao Shan found He Ningqiu's number and prepared to ask him how things were going with the car-scratching incident.

Before I could even dial the number, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

"Bang bang bang—"

Xiao Shan frowned, raised her chin, and shouted, "Room service not needed!"

However, the knocking continued, growing louder and heavier.

Xiao Shan was already in a bad mood, and the disturbance from the people outside made her even more irritable. She got up and rushed over to open the door.

"I already said I don't need someone who can't understand human language... um!"

Before he could finish speaking, a towel was placed over his mouth, and he passed out.

……

When Xiao Shan woke up again, she found herself lying in an unfamiliar bed.

She felt dizzy, as if she had slept for a very, very long time, so long that she had forgotten the time.

What was she doing before going to sleep?

Just then, a woman in a white coat pushed open the door and entered.

"Ms. Xiao, you're awake?"

Xiao Shan looked in the direction of the sound and struggled to sit up in bed.

"Where is this?"

"Moon City Sanatorium".

After the woman finished speaking, Xiao Shan was stunned.

A few seconds later, memories from before falling into a deep sleep came flooding back.

Hotel, knocking on the door, unconscious...

I remember now, I remember everything.

"I want to leave here," Xiao Shan staggered to her feet, dragging her unsteady steps as she walked out, muttering to herself, "I want to go back to the hotel, take me back to the hotel..."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Xiao, Mr. He instructed that you must stay here from now on and cannot leave the sanatorium without his permission."

"Why?!" Xiao Shan raised her voice, glaring fiercely at the woman. "I'm perfectly healthy, why should I stay in a sanatorium? This is illegal imprisonment!"

The woman seemed to have anticipated Xiao Shan's reaction, her expression remaining perfectly calm.

"Ms. Xiao, please calm down. Our place is one of the top sanatoriums in the country, with excellent qualifications. There is no question of it being illegal. You were sent here on the orders of General Manager He."

"So what did he say?" Xiao Shan pressed. "Did he say I'm mentally unwell and need rest? Please tell him I'm perfectly fine, there's nothing wrong with me! It's him who inexplicably questioned me and locked me up here. I think he was just instigated by his son..."

"It has nothing to do with A-Yu."

Before he could finish speaking, a man's voice came from outside the door.

Xiao Shan looked in the direction of the sound.

As soon as I looked over, He Lianghan, dressed in a suit and tie, strode over with a blank expression on his face.

"Lianghan!" Xiao Shan's expression changed instantly, and she rushed over with tears streaming down her face. "Lianghan, please tell them I'm not sick, and ask them to let me go, okay?"

He Lianghan grabbed Xiao Shan's shoulders with both hands, keeping a safe distance from her.

Immediately, he said, word by word:

"You're definitely not sick."

"You're insane."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shan's expression froze. "He Lianghan, what do you mean?"

He Lianghan gave the woman in the white coat a wink.

The woman understood and left the room.

Xiao Shan continued her tirade, "He Lianghan, speak up! What do you mean I'm crazy? How am I crazy? Did I scare you by not informing you beforehand that I returned to Yuecheng? Let me tell you, everything in the He family should rightfully belong to me. Ning Qiu is your son, and he's also my son. Even if we weren't married, I would still be..."

"Have you said enough?" He Lianghan looked at Xiao Shan with a cold, icy gaze.

Xiao Shan was so frightened by his gaze that she fell silent.

She had never seen He Lianghan like this before.

In the past, no matter how much she acted up, He Lianghan would at least give her a kind look and wouldn't force her to do things she didn't want to do.

But now...

"I already know the purpose of your return to Yuecheng this time." He Lianghan released Xiao Shan and sat down on the sofa next to him.

"Purpose? Lianghan, what are you saying? I don't understand."

Feeling guilty, Xiao Shan's heart tightened, and her attitude softened.

"If you don't understand, I'll explain it to you." He Lianghan glanced at her, his voice icy. "You should know Song Bo, right?"

Upon hearing Song Bo's name, Xiao Shan was completely stunned.

The blood in his body congealed.

"Lianghan, you..."

He Lianghan stared at her intently.

"Xiao Shan, I used to think you were just being difficult, but considering you gave me a son, I'll try my best to fulfill all your requests."

"I've let you live in a big house, I've bought you a car, and I've transferred living expenses to you every month."

"But how did you repay me?"

"They coveted Mrs. He's status and set their sights on Zhou Ying, intending to eliminate her completely?"

"I'm asking you, what is this if not madness?"

Xiao Shan's eyes reddened slightly, and she slowly shook her head.

"No, Lianghan, it's not like that. I didn't want her to die, I just..."

"You just want to take her place," He Lianghan added, "and killing her is the simplest, most brutal, and most permanent way, isn't it?"

Xiao Shan's breathing trembled, and her whole body felt cold.

She knew that He Lianghan must have had enough evidence to say that, and the only person who knew Song Bo and all her plans was Song Bo himself...

Thinking about it, Xiao Shan took a deep breath.

"I understand, Song Bo told you all this, right?"