Reborn as a high school freshman with an awakened system, a fat boy transforms into a male god.

Lin Bei was woken up by his alarm clock on Saturday morning.

He sat up, and the system panel popped up, showing task progress, weight data, mind-reading countdown... He didn't look at it closely, closed the panel, put on his workout clothes, and went out for a run.

After running, I took a shower, ate breakfast, changed my clothes, and went out.

He knocked on the door of room 502.

The door opened quickly. Su Wantang stood behind the door, wearing a white dress that reached just to her knees and white canvas shoes. Her hair was loose, draped over her shoulders.

"Let's go." She closed the door.

They went downstairs, and Lin Bei pushed out his electric scooter. The red bow on the front of the scooter fluttered slightly in the morning breeze. Su Wantang glanced at the bow, her lips curving into a slight smile, then sat sideways on the back seat, gently placing her hands on Lin Bei's waist.

Lin Bei straightened his back instantly.

[Touching of the host's waist has been detected. The system advises the host not to overinterpret the situation. She's just afraid of falling; she's not interested in you. Please remain calm and avoid unnecessary speculation.]

Before Lin Bei could even roll his eyes inwardly, another message popped up from the system:

[Although... the system also noticed that she could have grabbed the seat springs, but instead chose your waist. Currently, the host's heart rate... is 114, falling into the "pretending to be calm but the body is telling the truth" range.]

Lin Bei: ...

His ears turned visibly red, and with a sudden twist of the handlebars, the electric scooter shot off like it was being chased by a dog.

Su Wantang let out a soft "ah" behind him, her body lurching forward and bumping solidly into his back.

It's soft.

Lin Bei's mind went blank for a moment, and he had only one thought in his mind: Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, why is the wind so strong today? It's making my head spin.

"Be careful!" she scolded from behind, half of her voice carried away by the wind, the other half slipping into her collar, sending a tingling sensation through her.

"Understood." Lin Bei nodded, his voice steady, only his bright red ear tips betraying him.

As I stepped out of the residential area and onto the main road, the wind whistled past my ears.

First stop, Chengxi Development Zone, Cuihu Community.

Cuihu Residential Area was older than Lin Bei had imagined. The paint on the exterior walls was peeling, and the motion-activated lights in the stairwells were slow to respond, requiring him to stomp his feet twice before they would turn on.

Fourth floor, room 404.

Lin Bei raised his hand and knocked on the door.

No one answered.

He knocked three more times, this time harder than before.

The door was ajar, only two or three centimeters wide. A man in his forties peered through the crack. He wore an old gray T-shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his dark arms. His hair was messy, his beard unkempt, and he had deep dark circles under his eyes. But he stood very straight, his back ramrod upright.

He glanced at Lin Bei, then at Su Wantang, and frowned.

Who are you looking for?

"Uncle Zhang, my name is Lin Bei. This is Su Wantang. We've come to see you because we want to ask you about someone."

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"Who?"

"Zhao Yumei".

Zhang Mingqiang's expression changed. He glanced at Su Wantang, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment. Instead of opening the door wider, he stepped back, making the crack in the door even narrower.

"Who are you to her?" His voice turned cold, carrying an instinctive defensiveness.

"She is my father's current wife," Su Wantang said.

Zhang Mingqiang stared at her for a few seconds. Then he let out a cold laugh, a laugh devoid of warmth.

"Another set?"

Lin Bei was taken aback.

"She sent you, didn't she?" Zhang Mingqiang's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out between clenched teeth. "First, she sent you to play the victim and try to get information out of me, then she showed up and accused me of 'slander' and 'harassing my ex-wife'? I've seen it before. I've seen this tactic before."

He was about to close the door after he finished speaking.

"uncle."

Su Wantang's voice wasn't loud, but it was very steady. So steady that Zhang Mingqiang's hand stopped on the doorknob.

"She's selling the house my mother left me," Su Wantang said. "That's the only thing my mother left me. My mother has been gone for over two years."

She looked at Zhang Mingqiang.

"I'm not here to help you. I'm here to ask you to help my father. No one told you the truth back then, but now you have the chance to be the one who tells others the truth."

The corridor fell silent.

The motion-activated lights went out, leaving only the dim light filtering through the stairwell windows.

Zhang Mingqiang held onto the door, looking at Su Wantang.

A long time passed, so long that Lin Bei thought he was going to close the door. Zhang Mingqiang took a step back and opened the door wide.

"Come in."

His voice was hoarse.

"But I'm telling you, if you're lying to me, I'll call the police."

He said this with a serious expression. Lin Bei didn't laugh, although he found the statement rather ironic. A person who had reported a crime but hadn't been formally charged said, "I will call the police."

The room was dimly lit.

The curtains were drawn, several empty beer cans sat on the coffee table, and the ashtray was overflowing with cigarette butts.

The three of them sat down. Su Wantang sat next to Lin Bei, her hands on her knees, her fingers clenched tightly.

Zhang Mingqiang pulled out a pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table, took one out, and lit it.

"Zhao Yumei, what do you want me to do?"

Su Wantang recounted the whole story. Her father remarried, Zhao Yumei said she had only been divorced once, the house was to be sold, and her father said, "I'll think about it some more"...

Zhang Mingqiang listened, his fingers holding a cigarette, without moving.

The cigarette ash burned quite a bit and fell onto the coffee table, but he didn't flick it off.

"I'm just like your dad," he said in a hoarse voice. "She's been with me for a year and a half."

He bent down and pulled a plastic bag from under the coffee table, emptying its contents onto the table. It contained several sheets of paper, the edges curled up and almost torn at the creases.

"This is the house purchase contract we signed when we got married. The down payment of over 300,000 yuan was all transferred from my account."

He pointed to the numbers on one of the sheets of paper.

"This is the transfer record. Look at the notes here, she asked me to write 'purchase payment'. It didn't include my name, it didn't say 'borrow', it was just a number."

He pulled out another piece of paper.

"This is the divorce decree. The property division section says, 'Property under the husband's name belongs to the husband, and property under the wife's name belongs to the wife.' She owns that house, and I have nothing."

He put the cigarette in his mouth and spread his hands out.

"I reported the case to the police. The police said that since it was a transfer during the marriage, there was no loan agreement or contract, and the court had already ruled in favor of me, they couldn't get involved anymore. The lawyer said that I could appeal, but the chances of winning were slim, and I would have to pay lawyer fees."

He flicked off his cigarette ash and gave a wry smile.

"In the end, I just gave in. What else could I do?"

He looked up at Su Wantang.

Where is your dad now?

"Cuipingyuan residential area. I live with her."

Does he know about the house being sold?

"I know. But he said, 'Let me think about it.'"

Zhang Mingqiang stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"He's the third," he said. "I was the first. But if what you're saying is true, then he still has a chance. I didn't."

Lin Bei spoke up, "Uncle Zhang, my dad has a friend who works at the Public Security Bureau. He said that if only you go, they can't open a case. But if the three of you go together—you, Li Dong, and Uncle Su—things will be different. You can prove that Zhao Yumei has a method of marriage fraud, Li Dong can prove that this isn't her first time, and Uncle Su can prove that she's currently committing it. With all three things combined, they can open a case."