Boyfriend's passive-aggressive behavior, she turns the tables and makes him her backup option.

"Hmm..." The woman groaned softly, as if in a dream, and transmitted the sound through her phone first.

Si Nian's face was tense. Before she could speak, Chen Bitong's voice was hoarse, as if she had just been woken up.

"Is it Niannian? Tinghan is still asleep. I'll have him contact you later..."

After saying that, Chen Bitong hung up the call first.

Si Nian paused, holding her phone. Although she knew Lin Tinghan hadn't come back last night, he was most likely with Chen Bitong.

But when she actually heard Chen Bitong use Lin Tinghan's phone to reply to her, her heart skipped a beat.

Perhaps regardless of whether Lin Ziheng was the product of Lin Tinghan's infidelity, there is little hope for a future between them.

Si Nian numbly put her phone away. Lin Ziheng shook his head and made a face: "My mom and dad went on a date. They'll bring me a remote-controlled dinosaur to play with when they get back, hehe."

After jumping off the chair, Lin Ziheng forcefully threw the unfinished cake into the trash can, exclaiming, "It's so awful, it should have been thrown away a long time ago!"

Yes, bad relationships should have been ended long ago.

Watching Lin Ziheng's departing figure, Si Nian came back to her senses and glanced at the clock.

When Lin Tinghan accidentally ate a mango, she had an extremely rapid allergic reaction. Within ten minutes, she experienced difficulty breathing and her blood pressure dropped sharply.

She didn't know how severe Lin Ziheng's mango allergy was.

But he watched as Lin Ziheng spent more than half an hour in his children's room, still jumping around without being affected at all.

There is absolutely no indication that he has any allergy to mangoes.

This made Si Nian wonder if Chen Bitong's claim that Lin Ziheng was allergic to peanuts and mangoes was true or false.

Before leaving, Si Nian told the nanny who was taking care of Lin Ziheng, "Keep a close eye on him. If he feels unwell, take him to the hospital immediately."

The nanny responded with a blank look on her face.

Si Nian went to the testing agency and got the test report back into her hands.

Look at the biological father-son relationship displayed above.

Si Nian couldn't help but have great doubts about the credibility of this piece of paper.

Si Nian put away the test results and, instead of returning to Jingheyuan, drove to Yunjin Mansion.

This house is Zhou Huai's estate, which he left to Si Nian five years ago.

She had only been here once before, five years ago, intending to collect her brother's belongings. However, after seeing the contents of the house, she closed the door again, leaving everything untouched.

There are few traces of Zhou Huai's life here; there are only simple daily necessities, and the decoration is also very simple.

However, in this house that could be described as spacious, Si Nian seemed to be able to see Zhou Huai's busy figure every day.

Si Nian opened the shoe cabinet to change her shoes and found that in addition to Zhou Huai's slippers, there were several pairs of unopened women's slippers in the cabinet. The size was Si Nian's, and the style and color were also Si Nian's favorite.

She took apart a pair of slippers and went into the room.

The house has three bedrooms and one living room, with the master bedroom being where Zhou Huai previously lived.

After Si Nian opened the guest bedroom door, it wasn't hard to guess that the room was prepared for her, as the color scheme inside was mostly light and pink.

When Si Nian was little, she preferred light colors. She liked pink and tender clothes, dresses and shoes. Her bedroom also had a large dressing table, a full-length mirror, and a display cabinet for a magnified violin.

Upon seeing that even the curtains were decorated with pink tulle bows, Si Nian couldn't help but smile. "I'm so old, and you're still preparing styles that kids like for me."

After laughing, a tear involuntarily fell.

Si Nian quickly wiped it off.

She had promised herself before coming here that she wouldn't cry.

She didn't want her brother to see her sad.

Although the house was well preserved and no one else came in during that time, it was empty for five years, so dust inevitably accumulated.

Si Nian tidied up from the inside out.

It was two hours later when we finished cleaning up.

She lay on the newly changed sheets, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, closed her eyes and slept for a while, but then fell into a nightmare.

In her dream, Zhou Huai was smiling at her one second, and the next second he was covered in blood and trapped inside a mangled car.

The surrounding crowd was in a state of chaos, and people rushed forward to pry open the car doors, trying to rescue the injured people inside.

Zhou Huai, his face covered in blood, silently looked across the road.

Si Nian stood there, wanting to rush forward to check on Zhou Huai's condition, but her legs were as if they were encased in plaster and she couldn't move.

Even with all her might, she couldn't make a sound; she could only weep silently.

"Ah..." Si Nian suddenly opened her eyes, her head covered in cold sweat.

She clutched her chest, which was pounding with gasps for breath, and the scene in her dream gradually became blurry.

When Zhou Huai was in a car accident, she was still abroad. She didn't actually see Zhou Huai injured, but just from Lin Tinghan's description, she often fell into nightmares.

In his dreams, Zhou Huai was always on the verge of death.

Si Nian clutched her chest; the sharp pain made it difficult for her to breathe.

The silence in the room was broken when the phone suddenly rang.

Si Nian picked up the phone and answered it, hearing the hurried voice of Lin's mother, Zhao Yulan.

"Niannian, come to the hospital quickly! Tinghan has had a relapse and is being resuscitated!"

Si Nian almost dropped her phone. She quickly asked which hospital it was, got dressed immediately, and drove there.

When she arrived at the hospital, Lin Tinghan was just being wheeled out of the emergency room.

Si Nian quickly grabbed the nearest doctor and asked, "What happened? How is he?"

"He's been rescued, but the medication was too strong. He needs to stay in the hospital for a few days for close observation. Also, aphrodisiacs are strictly prohibited for heart patients, didn't you know? He was lucky this time. If he had been unlucky again, it would have been too late to regret it."

"An aphrodisiac?" Si Nian's pupils constricted, almost thinking she had misheard.

She stood there stunned at the operating room door until Zhao Yulan pulled her over.

"Niannian, don't misunderstand. Tinghan only drank the spiked drink because of that scoundrel Chen Bitong. Otherwise, Tinghan would never have touched that kind of drug!"

Chen Bitong, who was following behind Lin's mother, had obvious handprints on her face.

She covered her face and, upon hearing Zhao Yulan's words, cried even harder: "I really didn't mean to. I never expected anyone to drug my drink. Tinghan only drank it by mistake because he was trying to shield me from the alcohol."

Zhao Yulan cursed at Chen Bitong fiercely, "You still have the nerve to cry! Get out of my sight and get out of the hospital. You should be glad Tinghan is alright now. If he really had a problem, you would have been killed for it."

"Auntie, I know you're angry with me, but I'm really worried about Tinghan being alone in the hospital. Please, let me stay with him until he wakes up, okay?" Chen Bitong grabbed Zhao Yulan's arm.

Zhao Yulan brushed her aside: "Tinghan has Nian Nian with him, what right do you have? Don't make me say it a third time, get out of here."

Chen Bitong was reluctantly kicked out of the hospital by Zhao Yulan.

"Niannian, go and check on Tinghan. Don't worry, I promised you I would never let that scourge stay by Tinghan's side."

After Si Nian was pushed into Lin Tinghan's ward by Zhao Yulan, she quietly looked at the man lying on the hospital bed.

Lin Tinghan's face was pale, devoid of any color, making the red mark on her neck even more glaring.

"Bitong..." Lin Tinghan murmured.

The name she uttered unconsciously made Si Nian laugh at herself for her appearance. She figured that when Lin Tinghan opened his eyes, he would rather see Chen Bitong than her.

Lin Tinghan finally woke up.

He rubbed his temples, his brows furrowed, seemingly unaware of how he ended up in the hospital.

He was slightly surprised when he saw Si Nian.

Just as he was about to speak, a glass of water was splashed in his face.