Era: You're asked to cook a home-style dish, but you cook Wellington.

Gao Yang slowly opened his eyes and saw a snow-white ceiling above him.

He glanced to his left.

Su Wanqing was holding a bowl of porridge when she saw Gao Yang wake up. She walked over gracefully and sat down by the bed.

"How are you? Does it still hurt?"

She reached out and gently touched his forehead, her fingertips feeling slightly cool.

"Thank goodness, the fever has subsided. Have some porridge."

She gently fed Gao Yang the porridge from the spoon, her eyes filled with sympathy.

Gao Yang noticed Su Wanqing's expression and understood.

He tilted his head slightly, meeting Su Wanqing's pitying gaze, and gently took her wrist as she held the bowl.

His fingertips had a slightly rough feel, yet they held her wrist firmly. His voice was still a little hoarse, but it was surprisingly reassuring.

"It's okay, it's all over now."

He understood that Su Wanqing was feeling sorry for him.

Gao Yang stared at the reddened corners of her eyes, and that touch of pity softened his heart.

He gently placed her palm on his burning forehead.

The coolness of his palm soothed the deep-sea chill in his heart, finally dissipating it.

Su Wanqing bit her lower lip to keep her tears from falling.

She placed the bowl on the bedside table, then raised her hand and gently cupped Gao Yang's face.

She ran her fingertips over the scratches on his face with extreme care.

"From now on, you're not allowed to hide anything from me anymore. We're one, we have to fight together, you hear me?"

Gao Yang didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

He opened his mouth and took the spoonful of porridge she offered him.

The warmth glides down the throat, spreading throughout the body.

Just as the two were being affectionate, Old Master Su was outside the door.

He knew Gao Yang had woken up and was originally planning to talk to him, but he didn't expect to witness this scene.

"Hehe, these two are having a good chat, they should chat more."

A smile appeared on his face.

Butler Qiao was also very pleased.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Miss smile so happily. She's been bullied ever since she was found, and things have only gotten a little better in the last two years since she left."

"Yes, then let's leave their affairs aside for now and take care of our own business first."

The old man laughed heartily and told Butler Qiao to take him away.

The two people inside the room were completely unaware that in that short moment, the outside world was engulfed in bloodshed and chaos.

"By the way, what's the date today?"

Gao Yang suddenly thought of this question and asked Su Wanqing, who was standing next to him.

Su Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening.

"Today is the 25th, what's wrong?"

"Number 25! That's great, that's great!"

Gao Yang patted his chest, his face showing relief at surviving a close call.

Su Wanqing didn't understand.

Wait, what's wrong? Why is he making that face?

Unbeknownst to her, Gao Yang was secretly overjoyed.

"A month has passed, and I have successfully changed the ending of my previous life!"

"So that's how it is."

Yes, the 25th of her previous life was Su Wanqing's death date.

Gao Yang suddenly understood.

The events that happened in the past month were not numerous, but they were not few either, and each one was a huge blow to her.

First, she lost a business bet, then she lost the alley hotel, and then her grandfather passed away. There was no one in the entire Su family who could protect or help her. In despair, she chose to jump off the building.

Thinking of this, Gao Yang couldn't help but feel fortunate.

Fortunately, in this life, he rewrote everything and gave Su Wanqing a happy ending.

He looked at Su Wanqing and couldn't help but shed tears.

Everything has changed.

…………

Beijing.

The study was dimly lit.

The man sat in a leather seat, a cigarette between his fingers, the embers flickering, and the coldness emanating from him was suffocating.

"Boss, things didn't go well in Yuncheng."

The subordinate lowered his head, his voice trembled, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Old Master Su is not dead, and Su Wanqing is alive and well."

"The assassins we sent were all wiped out in the Cangmang Mountains."

"And then there's Gao Yang, who suddenly appeared and ruined everything."

The subordinate's body trembled uncontrollably. He couldn't understand why it felt like hell; it was terrifying.

The next moment, the man slowly raised his eyes, his gaze dark and sinister, filled with a chilling aura.

The cigarette butt was stubbed out hard in the ashtray with a jarring sound.

"waste."

"Can't even handle a young girl and an unknown nobody."

The man threw the ashtray on the ground, and the glass ashtray shattered with a crash.

He slammed his fist on the table and stood up angrily.

"The Su family of Yuncheng was originally a piece of our bag."

"Now that something has gone wrong, who will take responsibility?"

The subordinate trembled and hurriedly replied.

"We've already investigated Gao Yang. He comes from a humble background and has no connections. He's just very skilled and daring."

"He used to owe the Green Dragon Gang a lot of money, but I don't know why he suddenly went to work for Su Wanqing and ended up in this situation."

"My second uncle, Su Luming, has also been confined by Old Master Su and is completely crippled."

The man sneered, his eyes filled with malice.

"If you're ruined, just find another pawn. Su Wanqing wants a peaceful life, but that won't be easy."

"Gao Yang, is it? He dared to ruin my plans. He'll pay the price sooner or later."

"Give the order to keep a close eye on Yuncheng, Su Wanqing, and Gao Yang. Next time, they must not fail again."

"yes!"

The subordinate responded and quickly retreated, not daring to linger for even a moment.

The study fell silent again. The man looked toward Yuncheng, his eyes surging with murderous intent.

"Gao Yang, you've already ruined my plans twice. I hope you won't be ungrateful and get yourself into trouble."

…………

Yuncheng.

Grandpa Su gathered everyone together.

These people are all unfamiliar faces.

Gao Yang was startled. He hadn't expected the old man to act so quickly, completing the transfer of benefits in just a few days. Presumably, his second uncle and the others had all been expelled from the core circle.

"Cough cough."

Grandpa Su sat in the main seat and cleared his throat.

"I'm here today to announce two things. You've all seen Su Wanqing's achievements in recent years. Her business empire is constantly expanding, and she has also cooperated with the Yicheng government to acquire a piece of land."

"Therefore, I recommend Su Wanqing as the next head of the Su family. Do you have any objections?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

The crowd below looked at each other, but no one dared to utter a sound.

My second uncle's lineage had long been completely sidelined, and now they don't even have the right to show their faces.

The remaining collateral relatives, either intimidated by the old man's lingering power or having discerned the prevailing winds, all kept their heads down, not daring to breathe loudly.

A moment later, someone raised their hand first.

"It's all up to the old man!"

Once the first person did it, the rest followed suit.

"I have no objection!"

"Wanqing is exceptionally capable and rightfully deserves the position of head of the family!"

The sounds were perfectly synchronized, without a single extraneous noise.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, his gaze sweeping across the room, his authority undiminished.

"The second thing."

He paused, then his gaze fell directly on Gao Yang outside the crowd.

All eyes turned to that direction instantly.

Gao Yang's heart tightened, and he subconsciously straightened up.

The old man spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but every word was clear, making everyone in the room tremble.

"Gao Yang was seriously injured while protecting me. To recognize his contribution, I've decided to entrust the Su family's new project to him. Any objections?"

"no!"

The first dissenting voice rang out from the audience.