The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Chen Zhi is now facing the biggest crisis since his rebirth.

"Chen Zhi, aren't you so capable? Didn't you say you wanted to give each of them a home? Go ahead! Go see that girl named Li Zhiyi, isn't she crying and packing her bags in her dorm right now!"

Chen Zhi forcefully shook off Pei Dongcheng's hand, took out his phone, and was about to call Li Zhiyi.

Pei Ningxue, who had been silent all along, suddenly stood up, walked to Chen Zhi's side, and grabbed his hand that was dialing.

"Stop hitting him."

Chen Zhi turned his head. "I need to explain to her..."

"What are you explaining? That the photo is photoshopped?" Pei Ningxue rolled her eyes at him and turned to look at Pei Dongcheng, who was sitting in the main seat.

Pei Ningxue took a deep breath.

"Dad," Pei Ningxue's voice trembled slightly, "you should retract the email immediately."

Pei Dongcheng frowned: "Xiaoxue, are you crazy? Even at a time like this, you're still protecting this scumbag? Didn't you hear him say he was going to marry someone else right in front of you?!"

"I heard you." Pei Ningxue lowered her head, her shoulders twitching slightly.

"You heard me and you still..."

"But Dad, you can't do that." Pei Ningxue suddenly looked up, her eyes reddening. "You've made such a big fuss. What if he's ruined? How will he live like that?"

Pei Dongcheng slammed his hand on the table: "If you can't make it work, then don't! You're coming back to Jiangcheng with me tomorrow! This kind of background is an eyesore!"

"I can't go back!" Pei Ningxue suddenly raised her voice.

Pei Dongcheng was stunned, and Chen Zhi was also stunned.

Pei Ningxue took a step forward, her hands naturally and gently resting on her flat stomach.

She lowered her head, looking at her belly, a tender, maternal glow appearing on her face.

"dad."

"If you do this, the child will be born without a father."

"Plop."

Pei Dongcheng's teacup fell directly onto the table.

He stared at Pei Ningxue's stomach as if he had seen a ghost, his lips trembling, before he finally managed to squeeze out a few words.

"Wh...what child?"

Pei Ningxue touched her belly and sighed, "Of course it's the child in my belly."

pregnant?

"You...you all..." Pei Dongcheng pointed at Pei Ningxue, then at Chen Zhi, "When did this happen?!"

Chen Zhi stood to the side, completely dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at Pei Ningxue.

What is this woman doing?

That's not how the script went! We didn't use protection that night, but how long has it been? The fertilized egg hasn't even implanted yet, how could there be a baby?!

But Chen Zhi was, after all, a seasoned veteran who had lived two lives, and he quickly recovered after the brief malfunction.

Seeing that Chen Zhi was still stunned, Pei Ningxue stomped on his foot hard under the table.

Chen Zhi gasped and immediately got into character.

He rushed over and carefully took Pei Ningxue's arm, his face full of anxiety: "Oh dear, wife, be careful. The doctor said the first three months are the most unstable. Please don't get angry."

Pei Ningxue leaned against Chen Zhi's chest, looking weak: "I'm fine, it's just that Dad slammed his fist on the table and scared me."

Baby……

These two words were like two knives, piercing straight into Pei Dongcheng's heart.

He felt his blood pressure soaring and his temples throbbing.

Pregnant.

These two words swirled wildly in Pei Dongcheng's mind, and slowly, they began to overlap with a scene deep in his memory.

months ago.

Jiangcheng Villa District.

A brightly colored, ghost-fire motorcycle, accompanied by a deafening loudspeaker chanting "Shake your hands and get hyped with me!"

A spirited young man wearing a tight polo shirt, loafers, and a third eye painted on his forehead.

The energetic young man strode into his living room with an air of nonchalance, tossing out three ultrasound reports and a pregnancy test strip with two bars.

"Hey, old man!"

"Guess which of these three ultrasound reports is your grandson's?"

That long-buried memory, that post-traumatic stress disorder that Pei Dongcheng had spent several months barely managing to suppress with the help of a psychologist, has now resurfaced.

Pei Dongcheng stared wide-eyed at Chen Zhi.

He looked at Chen Zhi's handsome face and at the dark gray crew neck sweater he was wearing.

Gradually, that knitwear turned into a bodysuit.

That neat short hair was transformed into a pompadour with shaved sides and long hair in the middle.

On that smooth forehead, it seemed as if a vertical eye was slowly opening.

"You..." Pei Dongcheng's breathing became heavy, and his chest heaved violently.

To cooperate with Pei Ningxue's performance, Chen Zhi revealed an extremely irritating smile.

He even subconsciously reached out and ran his hand through his hair.

This action was the final straw that broke the camel's back.

"Clang!"

Pei Dongcheng suddenly stood up.

He stretched out a trembling finger, pointed it at Chen Zhi's nose, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"You..." Pei Dongcheng's voice seemed to carry some kind of unremembered pain, "You're Chen Hansheng?!"

Now that you've been recognized, why pretend anymore?

Chen Zhi simply stopped pretending.

"That's right." Chen Zhi grinned, revealing an extremely irritating smile. "It is indeed I, Chen Zhi."

"You..." Pei Dongcheng almost choked on his breath, "You bastard! You came to my house to disgust me back then?!"

"President Pei, this isn't my fault." Chen Zhi spread his hands, looking completely innocent. "Ningxue insisted on dragging me to take the bullet. I risked my life to perform for you. That tight-fitting outfit made it hard for me to breathe."

"I kill you!"

Pei Dongcheng broke down. With old and new grudges combined, this business tycoon lost his mind. He grabbed the empty teacup on the table and made as if to smash it on Chen Zhi's head.

"Dad!" Pei Ningxue quickly stood up and grabbed Pei Dongcheng's arm. "Don't be impulsive!"

"Let me go!" Pei Dongcheng trembled with rage. "I'm going to throw this little bastard into the Huangpu River to feed the fish today! Not only did he lie to you about your feelings, but he also came to my house to play tricks!"

Chen Zhi sat in the chair without even trying to dodge.

He sighed, his tone utterly sincere: "President Pei, please calm down. It's easy for you to throw me into the Huangpu River—just buy a sack full of stones—but have you considered this?"

Chen Zhi pointed to Pei Ningxue's flat stomach.

"A child can't be without a father."

Upon hearing this, Pei Dongcheng stopped what he was doing.

He stared intently at Chen Zhi, his chest heaving violently, before suddenly slamming the teacup he was holding onto the table.

"You think you can threaten me with this?" Pei Dongcheng sneered.

"Chen Zhi, aren't you overestimating yourself?" Pei Dongcheng stared at him. "Even if you're gone, all the shares of Deep Space Technology will belong to my daughter. According to inheritance law, my daughter and the child in your belly are the first in line to inherit."

Pei Dongcheng found the deal increasingly worthwhile and even nodded in agreement.

"If I throw you into the Huangpu River, Deep Space Technology will belong to the Pei family. My grandson will be the sole heir to billions in assets from birth. What use is a scumbag like you as a father? Can't I, Pei Dongcheng, afford to raise a grandson?"

Chen Zhi was completely stunned after hearing these words.

Most importantly, that child is fake! There's not even a fertilized egg yet, so how can you inherit billions of dollars?!

Chen Zhi quickly turned to look at Pei Ningxue, hoping that this partner and "mother of his child" would stand up and say something fair.

When Chen Zhi turned his head, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Pei Ningxue did not refute.

Instead of refuting her, she reached out and touched her chin, her brows furrowing slightly, as if she were seriously considering the feasibility of Pei Dongcheng's words.

"Leave the father and keep the son..." Pei Ningxue muttered softly, her eyes gradually brightening.

She looked up at Chen Zhi, then at Pei Dongcheng.

"Dad, what you said seems to make some sense." Pei Ningxue nodded seriously. "Deep Space Technology's current Series A valuation is 15 billion US dollars. If he dies unexpectedly, although I, as his fiancée, don't have direct inheritance rights, I can manage the shares on his behalf once the child is born..."

"Pei Ningxue!" Chen Zhi broke down, jumping up from his chair. "You're actually considering this?! I'm still catching my breath, and you two are already dividing up my inheritance?!"

Pei Ningxue rolled her eyes at him: "People die for money, birds die for food. Chen Zhi, if you weren't such a jerk, would I even be considering these things?"

"You're murdering your husband!"

"You haven't even registered our marriage yet, so what kind of husband are you?" Pei Ningxue retorted.

Pei Dongcheng felt a pang of jealousy as he watched the two bickering without a care in the world.

He knew very well that he couldn't possibly do anything to Chen Zhi. Not to mention how much capital Deep Space Technology was involved in, just looking at the way his daughter looked at Chen Zhi, he knew that the girl was completely infatuated.

The email I just sent was only to force Chen Zhi to comply.

"Alright, all of you shut up." Pei Dongcheng slammed his wine glass on the table.

The private room fell silent.

Pei Dongcheng looked at Chen Zhi with a gloomy expression.

"Chen Zhi, I've finally seen through you, you little bastard." Pei Dongcheng gritted his teeth. "You're shameless, cunning, and full of empty talk. I, Pei Dongcheng, have been in business all my life, and yet I've been outmaneuvered by a mere brat like you."

"President Pei, you flatter me." Chen Zhishun quickly sat down.

"I didn't praise you!" Pei Dongcheng glared at him.

He turned to look at Pei Ningxue, his gaze lingering on her lower abdomen for two seconds before finally letting out a helpless sigh.

"Now that things have come to this point, and the child is already there, if I were to break them up, I would only make myself the villain." Pei Dongcheng looked at Chen Zhi again, his tone becoming extremely serious.

"I had my secretary set the email to be sent on a schedule; it will be sent in ten minutes."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhi felt a huge weight lifted from his heart.

That old fox really did have a backup plan.

"If you can grant me one request," Pei Dongcheng held up one finger, "I'll call my secretary right now and have him retract the email."

Chen Zhi immediately sat up straight.

"Please speak."

Pei Dongcheng stared into Chen Zhi's eyes and slowly spoke.

"I don't care how you play around outside, or what you do with those other two girls. I can't control that."

"However, the marriage certificate must be obtained with Xiaoxue."

Chen Zhi looked at Pei Dongcheng.

The condition offered by the father-in-law was, in effect, a compromise. A business tycoon with a net worth of billions tacitly accepted that his son-in-law had other women, only asking to preserve his daughter's status as the legal wife.

Chen Zhi turned his head and looked at Pei Ningxue, who was so nervous that her breathing had become shallow.

Chen Zhi met Pei Dongcheng's gaze.

"Okay." Chen Zhi nodded. "I promise you."

Pei Dongcheng's tense shoulders finally relaxed.

Without saying another word, he took out his phone from his pocket and dialed his secretary's number.

"Xiao Liu," Pei Dongcheng's tone regained its usual authority, "cancel those two emails I just asked you to send on a schedule immediately. Yes, delete them completely, don't keep any backups."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Dongcheng threw his phone on the table.

"Remember what you said today." Pei Dongcheng stood up. "If you dare to go back on your word, or if Xiaoxue suffers any injustice in the future, no matter how advanced your deep space technology is, I will risk my old life to drag you down with me."

Chen Zhi also stood up and nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry."

Pei Dongcheng stopped looking at him and turned to look at Pei Ningxue, his gaze finally softening.

"Xiaoxue, take good care of yourself." Pei Dongcheng sighed. "I'm going back to Jiangcheng tomorrow. If you have time, go home and visit more often."

"I understand, Dad." Pei Ningxue's eyes welled up with tears.

Pei Dongcheng turned around, opened the door to the private room, and strode out.

The door was closed again.

Only Chen Zhi and Pei Ningxue remained in the private room.

Pei Ningxue turned her head to look at him.

"Is it true that you agreed to my dad's conditions just now?" Pei Ningxue asked.

Chen Zhi sat up straight and looked at her.

"When have I, Chen Zhi, ever gone back on my word?" Chen Zhi reached out and pinched her cheek. "I was planning to tie you to this pirate ship for life anyway. Getting a marriage certificate is just right, so you won't run away with the money later."

Pei Ningxue slapped his hand away, but couldn't help but smile.

"Who cares about your worthless certificate?" she snorted arrogantly.

Chen Zhi was delighted to see her feigned insincerity. This hurdle was finally cleared; although the process was a bit perilous, the result was good.

It should be good, right?