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

Lin Si chuckled coldly twice, "You don't need to ask. I'll ask you myself next week when we start work."

He had always wanted to see Lin Wu, his old classmate and friend.

"You don't need to see me, I'll just ask."

Lin Wu said, "You're just a gatekeeper, what right do you have to see your boss?"

Lin Si: "...What's wrong with me guarding the gate?"

"A gatekeeper should act like a gatekeeper. Just focus on doing your job well. Why are you meeting with the boss?" Lin Wu said guiltily.

We absolutely must not let him see Xu Jingwang.

After all, it was she who said it was two thousand yuan.

I'm so broke lately, I feel like 2,000 yuan a month is a lot.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Xu asked for five thousand yuan right off the bat.

"You're feeling guilty," Lin Si said, squinting.

Zou Xun silently drank half a glass of plum juice.

"I'm not guilty." Lin Wu took a deep breath. "Think about it, with such a busy schedule every day and so many mouths to feed in the company, how could he possibly have time to meet a doorman?"

Lin Si: "..."

The topic was left unresolved.

After finishing his hotpot, Zou Xun paid the bill and then went to the hospital.

Zou Lian had been awake for a while, but this time she lay quietly in the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She didn't even acknowledge the sound of Zou Xun's footsteps at the door, as if she hadn't heard them.

She lay on the hospital bed looking at the ceiling, while Zou Xun stood at the door of the ward, looking at the bed.

A brief silence, or perhaps a few minutes.

The years they had spent together flashed through Zou Xun's mind.

"I'm about to die..." Zou Lian said in a hoarse voice.

From Zou Xun's perspective, a tear can be clearly seen sliding from the corner of the woman's eye onto the pillow.

Even the deepest love and hate, anger and regret, all vanish into nothingness when life is about to end.

Nothing matters anymore.

Zou Xun leaned against the door.

He was usually eloquent, but at this moment he racked his brains and couldn't find a single word of comfort.

Poor grades, forgetting to bring things, making mistakes at work, falling in love with the wrong person... these things can all be comforting.

She's about to die, what can she offer as comfort?

Should we comfort each other by hoping for a better rebirth in the next life?

Zou Xun could only remain silent.

Zou Lian seemed to have just said it casually, and then fell silent.

She could feel her health deteriorating day by day.

She hated Xie Xingbang and Ji Huai her whole life and was determined never to forgive them.

So what's the point?

They were still able to reunite as a family.

Ji Huai, in particular, remains a shining star on stage.

She already had one foot in the coffin.

It means absolutely nothing.

Her life was utterly meaningless.

Zou Xun came in, sat down to the side, took an orange from the fruit basket, and slowly peeled it. "Mom, I have a question for you."

"Go on," Zou Lian said, continuing to stare at the ceiling.

Zou Xun lowered his head and ate a segment of orange. "Did you pick me up or buy me?"

Zou Lian was taken aback and slowly turned her head to look at him.

The boy sat there calmly, showing no sign of sadness or distress.

"...When did you find out?" Zou Lian asked in a hoarse voice.

"Just in the next couple of days." Zou Xun ate another small segment of orange.

Zou Lian looked at him silently, then looked up at the ceiling after a few seconds. "I bought you. That woman was going to drown you. My son had just died, so I bought you back."

That was one of the few moments of kindness in Zou Lian's life.

Her son had just passed away, and she was heartbroken.

The child in the small boat cried loudly, sobbing and whimpering.

She thought of the child who had died crying in her arms.

If her child is alright, Zou Lian will simply turn away that day and won't give the child on the small boat a second glance.

Zou Xun's breathing became light. He asked cautiously, "Was that person my mother?"

"have no idea."

Zou Lian frowned, suddenly finding the word "Mom" in his mouth rather grating. "I am your mother."

She emphasized, "I've raised you for so many years."

"I know, that's why I'll take care of you." Zou Xun finished the last segment of orange. "I just want to know if I've been abandoned."

Zou Lian glanced at him.

The night I found Zou Xun was actually a long time ago.

But Zou Lian remembers it vividly.

The baby in the small boat was still in swaddling clothes, wrapped in a very famous brand, and wearing a jade pendant around his neck.

The woman next to him looked hesitant and wore cheap clothes; she certainly didn't look like Zou Xun's mother.

Zou Xun's biological parents were definitely not poor.

Because Zou Lian eventually sold the jade on the black market for a considerable amount of money.

Zou Lian swallowed these words.

She would never tell.

She wasn't that kind-hearted.

Zou Xun deserved to suffer.

When Lin Wu returned to the villa, it was already dark.

The room was pitch black.

She turned on the light in the entryway, changed her shoes, and was about to go back to her room to rest when she noticed someone vaguely standing on the sofa.

Lin Wu moved closer and found that her boss was fast asleep on the sofa, covered with a blanket.

The company seems to be busy with a big collaboration lately. Every department is very busy, and even Xu Jingwang is busy from morning till night every day.

All sounds are silent.

Lin Wu squatted in front of the sofa, looking at the person on the sofa.

He was sleeping soundly, and he looked quite well-behaved with his eyelashes drooping down. His skin was fair, and his lips were a pale color.

The blanket covered her chin.

She's actually quite good-looking.

It's much better looking than that idiot Xie Yanhuai.

She is better looking than Xie Yanhuai, has better character, and was ranked first in her studies for three consecutive years.

Was she blinded by greed back then?

They chased Xie Yanhuai everywhere.

Lin Wu tilted her head and stared at him for a while, then suddenly reached out and gently poked his cheek.

The man's eyelashes fluttered.

Lin Wu quickly withdrew her hand, startled, and her breathing became shallow.

Fortunately, he hasn't woken up yet.

Lin Wu watched for a while longer, until both her legs went numb, before carefully standing up and limping upstairs.

The person on the sofa opened their eyes when they heard footsteps coming upstairs.

He took a light breath and raised his hand to rub his cheek.

I can't stand that look.

-

at the same time.

A car stopped in front of a dilapidated mental hospital in the suburbs.

The driver got out and opened the door.

Song Xin, wearing high heels and a pretty dress, stood at the door for a while with a ferocious expression.

She was lost in thought, her fingernails digging deeply into the leather bag.

"boom--"

The door to the ward was kicked open.

Jiang Fanxing looked over calmly.

"Slut."

Song Xin stared at her intently.

Jiang Fanxing smiled faintly, "You know your husband is a slut."

"You..." Song Xin was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Fanxing said, "I don't plan to marry him. Help me escape."

Song Xin: "..."

She looked at Jiang Fanxing with suspicion and uncertainty. "Are you telling the truth?"