Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

When Xia Tingwan was a junior in college, Lin Jianshen bought a house in a neighborhood not far from the Nanfeng Smart Brain Development Laboratory.

It's a 120-square-meter apartment with a great layout and plenty of sunlight.

For the past few summers, she has been studying and exchanging ideas in the laboratory.

Although there are employee dormitories there, and the accommodations are quite good, it's definitely more comfortable to live at home.

No need to accommodate others, do whatever you want.

Moreover, the room is well soundproofed, so you can cook and sing at home with peace of mind.

Because Xia Tingwan liked to curl up on the sofa in the living room, Lin Jianshen specially bought a very expensive leather sofa.

It's very comfortable to sit on; you sink in a little bit.

Of course, when two people sit together, it will sink in even more.

It won't be very loud.

Xia Tingwan likes to curl up here and type on her computer before going to bed.

The first generation of Nanfeng Smart Brain was actually an AI assistant for whole-house smart interaction.

Xia Tingwan said that although there are many customized smart home solutions on the market, her own solution is more meaningful.

Once this process is completed, this place will become the house that understands them best.

The lights will automatically adjust their brightness according to their schedules, the music will play appropriate pieces according to their needs, and the curtains will decide whether to let in moonlight based on their requirements.

Lin Jianshen didn't understand this; he had studied business administration in his previous life.

The school's teaching quality is also poor; this major is just for getting a diploma.

Every time Xia Tingwan explained the code logic to him, he was completely confused.

All I could do was nod earnestly after she finished speaking and say, "Yeah, impressive."

Xia Tingwan would snuggle in his arms and laugh, saying that if he ever lost his job, he could be a good supporting comedian in a crosstalk performance.

In a hospital in Beijing, Xia Wenshan sat by his son's bedside, watching his son's blood flow from the tubes, through the dialysis machine, and then along the tubing into his body.

A year and a half ago, Xia Mingcheng received a kidney transplant.

But her health continued to decline day by day.

His poor health is congenital.

Xia Wenshan and his wife Gong Wei had a political marriage.

Before the marriage, Gong Wei was studying abroad and had an unclean private life.

Xia Wenshan felt extremely disgusted.

But the marriage alliance was based on her political value, so even if she was sick, Xia Wenshan had to accept it.

Fortunately, she wasn't sick; her fertility was simply affected by taking too many fast-acting medications.

Having children, like marriage, is a necessary process for families like theirs.

This will make the cooperation between the two parties more cohesive and more stable.

Gong Wei sought medical help everywhere and finally became pregnant with Xia Wenshan's child.

However, her body was not suitable for pregnancy, and the child was born prematurely at 30 weeks.

In an ordinary family, this child would have died in that condition.

But Xia Wenshan is no ordinary person.

The child was placed in an incubator at the hospital and is being cared for by a team of experts 24 hours a day.

After staying in the incubator, I had my jaundice checked, and after that, I had colic.

The expert team made a great effort, and the child was finally saved.

Preservation and health are two different concepts; Xia Mingcheng has had poor health since childhood.

He carries all sorts of Chinese medicine pills with him; he's practically a walking medicine cabinet.

Perhaps the world is fair. Xia Mingcheng was in poor health, but he inherited Xia Wenshan's intelligence and was exceptionally clever.

At a young age, one can memorize a poem after reading it three times; and grasp the essentials of a math textbook after flipping through it once.

Xia Wenshan didn't like this child in the first place.

But this child is bright, just like him.

They look and have similar personalities.

So he changed his mind and gradually grew to like the child.

Xia Wenshan originally thought that as long as the child could live to be over twenty years old, get married, and find a way to have a son, his mission in this life would be accomplished.

Who would have thought that Xia Mingcheng, despite his poor health, sometimes lacked the strength to walk and had to sit in a wheelchair.

But even under these circumstances, he was still lustful.

This habit led to an unstable physical condition for him.

Xia Wenshan repeatedly tried to persuade him, but to no avail, so he could only turn a blind eye.

Because he himself enjoyed pursuing women when he was young.

Therefore, he could understand Xia Mingcheng and knew that he couldn't control him in this regard.

He thought that if some socialite really got pregnant with Xia Mingcheng's child, then his mission would be accomplished.

To his surprise, Xia Mingcheng's health collapsed before he could conceive.

Xia Wenshan gave him a kidney transplant a year ago.

Even after the kidney transplant, his health remained inconsistent.

He recently developed a sudden high fever, and his bodily functions completely collapsed.

Despite all the emergency treatment yesterday, the person still fell into a coma.

The doctor said he has lost his sight and has a problem with his central nervous system, which will cause him to experience urinary and fecal incontinence.

Xia Wenshan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at that young but bloodless face, and remained silent for a long time.

He turned to his bodyguard, Niu Bin, and said, "Go and call the experts over."

The expert approached: "Mr. Xia, is there anything I can help you with?"

Xia Wenshan stared at him: "Is it possible to extract his sperm, find a girl to conceive with, and then have the child?"

The expert shook his head: "Previously, it was possible to improve Young Master Xia's health with proper care."

"But Young Master Xia doesn't know how to restrain himself and has taken many potent drugs..."

Xia Wenshan understood what the expert meant.

He paced back and forth in the ward a few times, his leather shoes tapping on the floor with dull thuds.

He gestured with his chin towards his son on the hospital bed: "How much longer does he have?"

The expert said, "He's being kept alive by various devices and can survive for another three months."

Xia Wenshan asked, "What if we don't hang them?"

The expert said, "At most three hours."

Xia Wenshan then asked, "From your professional perspective, is it better to keep your life hanging by a thread, or not?"

The expert, a member of the Xia family, did not shy away from the topic: "Young Master Xia is currently in a very painful state; he just can't speak or express himself."

"If he could speak, he would definitely want to pass away more comfortably."

Xia Wenshan looked at his beloved son.

Looking at his body covered in tubes, at his chest rising and falling slightly—that was the machine helping him breathe.

"It doesn't matter that he's dead," he murmured, "our family line is about to end."

For a family like his, having no heir is like an ancient feudal lord having no son—it would cause great chaos.

He had a subordinate who did all the dirty work who had encountered this problem before.

He even gave the man advice, suggesting he adopt a suitable child from among his relatives.

Unfortunately, the Xia family has never had many members, so even if he wanted to adopt someone, he couldn't find a suitable one.

Xia Wenshan finally made up his mind: "Keep him alive, for as long as possible."

"Now, it's time to let those idle pieces that were originally useless play a role."

He stood up and grabbed his coat: "Niu Bin, I'll go tell the old man."

"Go find two more people and come with me."

Niu Bin asked, "Where are we going?"

Xia Wenshan said, "First we'll go to Suzhou, then Hangzhou, and finally Donghai."

He has three illegitimate daughters.

When he was young, he wanted to have another son because his son was in poor health.

Therefore, they deliberately seek pleasure and romantic encounters outside the home.

Unfortunately, all three were daughters.

He had hesitated about whether to get rid of them.

Then he thought he could stay as a freeloader.

Now, these illegitimate daughters can finally be put to use.

One was used to find a son-in-law to marry into the family.

Two were used for marriage alliances.

If handled properly, the Xia family's position can be preserved.

Grandpa Xia is getting old, and his health has not been very good in recent years.

Xia Wenshan didn't dare to provoke him, so he only said that Xia Mingcheng was still recuperating in the hospital, and just to be on the safe side, he went to pick up the illegitimate daughters.

The old man nodded while lying in bed.

Xia Wenshan set off overnight.

The work on the Xia family side is temporarily being handled by his younger brother, Xia Xueyi.