Reborn and awakened, this time I won't be a love-struck fool.

He definitely likes me.

Lin Wu thought.

She found herself unable to stand the way this person looked at her.

"...Don't worry, I'll pay you back later."

Lin Wu knew very well what was going on.

She couldn't accept it just because Xu Jingwang liked it.

Unless she can respond to him.

The key issue is that she doesn't like him.

Xu Jingwang was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

After everything was explained, Lin Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

The villa's servants found her a clean set of clothes, and she removed her makeup, took off her wig, and took a shower.

Although it's a guest room, it's as big as ten of her basement rooms, and it even has a private bathroom.

The 1.8-meter-wide bed is soft and spacious.

The moment Lin Wu lay down, tears almost welled up in her eyes.

The phone buzzed twice.

Zou Dafa: [Do I need to pay to stay here for one night?]

Melancholy Sweetheart: [No need.]

Zou Dafa: [That's good. This is much better than a five-star hotel; I couldn't afford that.]

Lin Wu raised an eyebrow, keenly seizing on a key point: "You've stayed in a five-star hotel before?"

Zou Dafa: [No, I've seen it on Douyin.]

Melancholy Sweetheart: [?]

Zou Dafa: [Haven't you seen those vlogs about staying one night in a five-star hotel or taking a three-day cruise? I've never seen anything like that, so these are the only ways I can understand what kind of life the rich live.]

Melancholy Sweetie: [You're still Xie Xingbang's son, after all. I was just about to ask you, why are you so short of money?]

Zou Dafa: [...I used to be, but I'm not anymore.]

Melancholy Sweetie: [What do you mean?]

Zou Dafa: [He used to give me living expenses every month and was quite good to me. He probably felt that I looked less and less like him, so he got a DNA test done and found out that I wasn't his son. I heard he was so angry that he stayed in the hospital for almost two months.]

Melancholy Sweetie: [...Then who is your father?]

Zou Dafa: [I don't know. Maybe it was one of my mom's ex-boyfriends. I asked her, but she hesitated and didn't say. Either my biological father, whom I've never met, doesn't speak publicly, or she simply doesn't know who it is.]

Lin Wu: "…………"

Melancholy Sweetie: [Didn't you ever think of going to look for her?]

Zou Dafa: [I've thought about it, but I can't find it.]

Actually, after learning that he wasn't Xie Xingbang's child, he felt relieved and very happy.

Perhaps his biological father was a good person who just didn't know he existed.

He wasn't an illegitimate child, nor did he owe Xie Yanhuai anything.

Melancholy Sweetie: [Wait a minute, let me finish my business first, then I'll help you find it.]

Zou Dafa: [Really? Are you that kind?]

Melancholy Sweetie: [? You ungrateful wretch.]

Zou Dafa: [Hehehe, just kidding. No need to help me find one. Maybe the result won't be good either. Let fate decide.]

Lin Wu was taken aback.

She sat leaning against the headboard, with only the bedside lamp on, the light from her phone illuminating her features.

The next second, the other party sent another message.

Zou Dafa: [The person who is meant to enter your life, even if they are many years late, will eventually come into your life.]

Lin Wu was stunned again.

Xu Jingwang's face inexplicably popped into her mind.

The man in the car would let her look at him, silently lowering his eyelids and waiting quietly for her next move.

The two people's circumstances were already worlds apart.

He's the one with money and power now.

He clearly had the initiative.

But he remained the same as before.

Lin Wu quickly shook his head, trying to banish those images from his mind.

Melancholy Sweetheart: [You're quite the artsy type, aren't you?]

-

The next morning, Zou Xun got up early.

He opened his phone and glanced at it.

Zou Lian sent him nearly fifty voice messages.

He randomly clicked on one.

The woman's voice was shrill, "Zou Xun, I shouldn't have given birth to you. If I hadn't given birth to you, I wouldn't be in this state now. If I had known you were an unfilial son, I should have strangled you the moment you were born."

Zou Xun sighed softly.

After this audio message finishes playing, the next one begins.

It was all insults and accusations against him.

Zou Xun listened without changing his expression.

She got up and grabbed the new clothes from the sofa; the maid had brought them over last night.

A sweater, a thick coat, and a pair of fleece-lined jeans.

The materials feel quite nice to the touch.

The price is estimated to be quite high.

Zou Xun thought for a while, but in the end he didn't wear it. Instead, he picked up his clothes from yesterday and put them on.

Only then did he pick up his phone and go out.

It's still early.

Xu Jingwang was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Hearing the noise, he turned his head and saw it was him. His expression was indifferent. "There is breakfast in the dining room."

Zou Xun was a little embarrassed, "No need to trouble yourself, I..."

"You didn't mention any trouble yesterday either."

Xu Jingwang's words choked Zou Xun to death.

This guy changes his expression really fast.

"Auntie made a lot, go and eat." Xu Jingwang turned a page of his book.

"Thanks."

Zou Xun rubbed the tip of his nose and went to the restaurant for a happy meal.

As he was leaving the restaurant, the person on the sofa seemed to have eyes in the back of their head and asked, "Where are you going?"

"...The hospital," he answered honestly.

"Let the driver take you; it's hard to get a taxi around here." Xu Jingwang looked up. "No need to thank me."

Zou Xun: "..."

He could only manage to utter a single word, "Okay."

Zou Xun arrived at the hospital earlier than he expected after taking a ride-sharing service.

He was wearing a mask, and this time, the nurse at the door didn't greet him warmly as usual, but walked away awkwardly.

Zou Xun raised his hand, pinched the mask on the bridge of his nose, and pushed open the door to the ward.

Zou Lian had been acting crazy all night and was exhausted by now. When she saw him come in, she just gave him a cold look and stared at the ceiling. "Ungrateful wretch."

Although the ward was a three-person room, the two beds next to it were empty.

Zou Xun sat down on the folding bed.

"Don't lose your temper with this caregiver next time; she's asking for a raise again." Zou Xun thought his tone was very gentle.

These words struck a nerve with Zou Lian.

She grabbed the cup next to her and threw it in Zou Xun's direction.

Zou Xun dodged to the side.

The iron cup slammed against the wall with a dull thud.

"If you don't want to take care of me, then get out of here and stop getting in my way." Zou Lian had been cursing all night, and her voice was hoarse. "She's a caregiver, so she has to listen to me. What's wrong with me scolding her a few times? Can't she stand it? If she can't stand it, then she shouldn't be a caregiver."

Zou Xun: "..."

He is a man.

All he could do was serve tea and water to Zou Lian.

We can't do any more.

Things like washing and changing clothes can only be done by a caregiver.

However, since being hospitalized, Zou Lian's temper has become more and more irritable. She cannot accept that she is only in her forties and has a serious illness with little time left.

When he was around, Zou Lian could still throw tantrums at him.

When he's not around, going out to earn money, the caregiver becomes the target of Zou Lian's temper.

Two caregivers had already run away.