Urban: It turns out this is a comprehensive world

At the exit of Shanghai International Airport, the summer evening breeze, carrying a humid and hot atmosphere, caused the hem of Qin Qingcheng's light blue chiffon dress to flutter gently.

She tilted her head slightly, tucking the wind-blown strands of hair behind her ear, her fingertips casually brushing against the small pearl stud earring on her earlobe—jewelry she had specially chosen before setting off, which was both elegant enough for the eldest daughter of the Qin family and not too ostentatious.

Lin Wei followed behind, carrying her suitcase, her eyes unconsciously scanning the surroundings.

"Miss Qin."

A gentle male voice sounded from behind her. Qin Qingcheng turned around and saw Luo Lingtian, wearing a white shirt, walking slowly towards her.

He stood tall and straight, his sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing his smooth wrists. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his hair, gilding it with a faint golden light.

Qin Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat. Seeing this man again, the emotions she felt were more intense than she had expected.

Unlike most girls, she didn't show any shyness. Instead, she nodded slightly and smiled with a perfectly measured curve: "Fiancé, I'm sorry to trouble you to come here in person."

Her tone carried the unique air of a wealthy heiress, yet remained politely gentle, neither overly warm nor deliberately distant.

"Fiancé?" Luo Lingtian paused slightly, looking at the calmness in her eyes, his doubts deepened.

According to the information he had previously investigated, Qin Qingcheng did not object to the marriage agreement, but she was indifferent to it, as if even if the marriage agreement were to be fulfilled, it would only be an insignificant interlude in her life.

But the Qin Qingcheng before him was not only exquisitely made up and dressed appropriately, but her gaze towards him was not indifferent; instead, it held a hint of tenderness and joy that was hard to detect.

"My fiancée has come all this way, so as her fiancé, it's only right that I pick her up."

Luo Lingtian reached out and naturally took the suitcase from Lin Wei's hand. "The car is outside. Let's go eat first. The manor has prepared accommodations."

Qin Qingcheng did not refuse and followed him to the parking lot. When she got into the car, she deliberately chose the passenger seat, which was the exclusive seat for a man's fiancée or girlfriend.

During the journey, Luo Lingtian occasionally mentioned the weather and scenery of Haishi, and Qin Qingcheng responded appropriately, both responding to his topics and not actively inquiring about him—she knew that Luo Lingtian was wary, and being too proactive would only arouse suspicion.

Passing by a long-established Cantonese restaurant, Luo Lingtian stopped the car: "The seafood here is very fresh, how about we eat here?"

Qin Qingcheng nodded in agreement. When she got out of the car, Luo Lingtian naturally reached out to help her, but Qin Qingcheng gently turned away, her fingertips resting on the edge of the car door. She smiled and said, "Young Master Luo, there's no need to be so polite. I'm not that delicate."

This avoidance was both measured and subtly arrogant, perfectly befitting the status of the eldest daughter of the Qin family.

A knowing glint flashed in Luo Lingtian's eyes. He withdrew his hand, his curiosity about her growing even stronger—this woman was more adept at gauging boundaries than he had imagined, and even more unfathomable.

During the meal, Luo Lingtian ordered a table full of light seafood and seasonal vegetables, and specifically instructed the chef to use less spice.

Qin Qingcheng picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of steamed grouper. The tender texture spread on her tongue. She looked up at Luo Lingtian and said sincerely, "Young Master Luo is so thoughtful, knowing that I prefer milder flavors."

"I heard Grandpa Qin mention before that you don't like strong flavors."

Luo Lingtian observed her reaction discreetly, trying to find a flaw in her expression.

Qin Qingcheng simply smiled faintly and continued eating, as if he had just casually mentioned an ordinary little thing, without anything unusual about it.

During the meal, Qin Qingcheng would occasionally serve food to Luo Lingtian, always picking only the dishes closest to him with elegant and gentle movements. This showed her consideration as a fiancée without appearing deliberately ingratiating, as if she was simply adapting to her current role.

She remembered that Luo Lingtian preferred medium-spicy flavors, so when the waiter brought out the light dipping sauce, she whispered, "Young Master Luo, there's a very spicy dipping sauce over there, which might suit your taste better."

Luo Lingtian was shocked. His love for spicy food was not a secret, and it wouldn't be difficult for the other party to investigate given her status. He just didn't expect her to remember it.

He casually changed the dipping sauce and asked with a smile, "Miss Qin seems to know my preferences very well?"

Qin Qingcheng paused for a moment, holding her chopsticks, before explaining naturally, "I heard Grandpa mention it a few times before, saying that you prefer spicy flavors."

She cleverly attributed her "clarity" to "family mentioning it," concealing the secret of her rebirth without arousing suspicion. Her tone remained gentle, yet carried an undeniable certainty that left no room for argument.

After dinner, the two headed to Lingtian Manor together. As the car drove along the winding mountain road, the night view outside the window gradually became quiet, with only the shadows of the streetlights passing across the car window.

Luo Lingtian looked at Qin Qingcheng, who was resting with her eyes closed beside him, and his mind replayed the details of the evening over and over again—her words and actions, her eyes and expressions, every single one of them was just right, both in line with her status and revealing her understanding of him, as if she had already engraved his preferences in her heart.

"What is Young Master Luo thinking about?" Qin Qingcheng suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyes filled with curiosity, but without any hint of prying.

Luo Lingtian snapped out of his thoughts and said frankly, "I was thinking that Miss Qin seems to be quite different from the rumors."

Qin Qingcheng didn't dodge the question; instead, she chuckled, "Rumors are mostly just hearsay. If Young Master Luo wants to understand me, why not experience it for yourself? Why listen to what others say?"

Her tone carried a hint of pride, yet remained honest, both responding to his question and subtly steer the conversation toward "getting to know for myself," laying the groundwork for future contact.

Looking at the light in her eyes, Luo Lingtian didn't press further, but simply nodded: "Miss Qin is right."

Meanwhile, in another luxurious villa in Shanghai, Zhao Hao, the heir of the Zhao family in the capital, was sitting on the sofa, looking through the gift he would give to Yu Bingyu the next day to express his love.

He was dressed in a custom-made suit, his hair was neatly combed, and his face was full of anticipation—tomorrow would be his 99th time confessing his feelings to Yu Bingyu, and he was convinced that he would succeed this time.

"Young Master, it's time to rest. We need to get up early tomorrow to go to the Yu Group."

The maid came in with a glass of warm milk and, seeing Zhao Hao's excited expression, couldn't help but remind him.

Zhao Hao waved his hand, took the milk and drank it all in one gulp: "It's okay, I'll take another look at this gift, I must make sure Bingyu likes it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy, his vision blurred, and he collapsed onto the sofa uncontrollably.

"Young Master! Young Master, what's wrong?"

The maid cried out in panic, and soon the bodyguards and the family doctor arrived. After examining the patient, the doctor frowned and said, "The temperature suddenly rose to 40 degrees Celsius, which sounds like an acute high fever. We'll try physical cooling methods first, and then go to the hospital for a more detailed examination tomorrow."

The bodyguards and servants were busy running around, but no one noticed that a tear slowly rolled down Zhao Hao's cheek while he was unconscious. Deep within his consciousness, a powerful soul force broke through an invisible barrier and regained control of his body.

"Finally... I'm back."

A deep voice echoed in Zhao Hao's mind, filled with years of suppressed anger and resentment, "Yu Bingyu, are you alright? I will definitely find a way to rescue you!"

Meanwhile, at Lingtian Manor, Qin Qingcheng had just followed Luo Lingtian into the room prepared for her.

The room was decorated with exquisite and cozy touches, showing care in every detail. Outside the window was a lotus pond, and the summer night breeze carried the fragrance of lotus blossoms, making one feel relaxed and comfortable.

"Young Master Luo, thank you for your trouble. The room is very comfortable." Qin Qingcheng turned around and looked at Luo Lingtian, her tone sincere.

Luo Lingtian nodded: "Let me know if you need anything. Lin Wei's room is next door." After saying that, he didn't linger and turned to leave.

As he reached the door, he glanced back and saw Qin Qingcheng standing by the window, gazing towards the lotus pond. Her figure was slender yet resolute, like a lotus quietly blooming in the night, beautiful yet thorny, making one want to approach but dare not touch her easily.

Luo Lingtian withdrew his gaze, thinking to himself: Qin Qingcheng, what exactly do you want to do? What is your purpose?

Inside the room, Qin Qingcheng gazed at the lotus pond outside the window, her fingers gently clenching the hem of her skirt.

The tragedy of his previous life had not yet occurred; Xiao Chen was still working as a security guard at the Yu Group, and there was still time for everything to turn around.

Luo Lingtian, this man is really low-key!

Thinking of this, Qin Qingcheng smiled. Judging from her appearance, Luo Lingtian's clothes were worth no more than a few hundred thousand yuan, and the car he was driving was only worth two or three hundred thousand yuan. It was a new energy vehicle newly developed by Tenglong Technology.

Ha, if she didn't have the memories of her previous life, she would only think that he was an ordinary man with no great ambitions, who just wanted to live a life of idleness and waiting to die.

"Qingcheng, are you really planning to fulfill your marriage agreement with Young Master Luo?"

There was a knock on the door, and Lin Wei stepped in, approaching the bedside, her words hesitant.

To be honest, having already learned about Luo Lingtian from his information, Lin Wei's impression of him after meeting him in person today was that, apart from being handsome and having a good temperament, she didn't find any other merits.

Among Qin Qingcheng's many suitors, there were almost none whose looks surpassed his, but there were countless others who were similar in appearance.

Their family background and talents were far superior, and she couldn't understand why her young mistress would be willing to marry such an ordinary man.

"I don't need my husband to have any special skills or a powerful background. As long as he is not a bad person and has no bad habits, that's enough."

Qin Qingcheng did not answer directly, but instead spoke her mind. This was what she thought in her past life, and this was what she thought in this life before she awakened her past life memories.

In fact, she is qualified.

Before learning about Luo Lingtian's hidden identity, as the little princess of the Qin family, she did not believe that any man could give her a background more powerful than the Qin family.

Since that's the case, it doesn't matter who she marries; the important thing is whether she herself is willing.

In the e-sports room not far away, Luo Lingtian sat in an e-sports chair, a slow smile appearing on his lips. He then put on his headphones and continued playing the game.

Clearly, he had overheard Qin Qingcheng's words.