Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

The He family's assets are among the top in Yuecheng, and everyone knows that the young master of the He family is raised in luxury.

Although He Ningqiu had never been to high society, she knew that rich second-generation heirs like He Ziyu were usually extravagant and spent money like water, and it was impossible for them to only be able to afford such cheap things.

For a fleeting moment, He Ningqiu felt insulted, and the ten fingers gripping the pendant tightened involuntarily.

He Ziyu: "Judging from your expression, it seems you don't like it?"

"Ah, no, I like it very much." He Ningqiu pursed her lips slightly, trying to raise the corners of her mouth. Worried that He Ziyu might overthink it, she added, "I like everything my brother gives me."

He Ziyu felt a chill.

He wished He Ningqiu could be more honest and say he didn't like it, but this guy was a master of disguise, hiding all his cunning and treachery in his heart, and he had been doing it for so many years.

Recalling how He Ningqiu conspired with Lan Yuan to set him on fire in his previous life, and then imitated Jiang Chengyu's notes to deceive him, coupled with the seemingly harmless face in front of him, He Ziyu felt so nauseous that he wanted to vomit his lunch.

He suppressed the stress reaction brought on by his past life memories, pried open He Ningqiu's hand, took the pendant, and slowly hung it around his neck: "Since you like it, you should cherish it. Wear it every day from now on, so that when you see it, you will think of me."

...And by the way, I remember you're a pure and innocent person.

He Ningqiu's body stiffened slightly. After a couple of seconds, she put on a smile and said, "I will wear it every day."

The plastic pendant hanging around He Ningqiu's neck looked rather old-fashioned, which was exactly the effect He Ziyu wanted. He looked He Ningqiu up and down and said, "I must say, this white lotus flower suits you quite well. Oh—I mean, it suits your artistic temperament."

He Ningqiu wasn't stupid; he could tell from the barbed words that He Ziyu's words were loaded with sarcasm. Remembering what his mother had told him before he came—that He Ziyu was arrogant and disrespectful—he wasn't surprised. So he swallowed his anger, tucked the pendant into his pajamas collar, and changed the subject.

"I've always lived in an orphanage and haven't had much exposure to school knowledge. I hope you can help me when school starts..."

"Didn't my dad tell you that I'm a terrible student?" He Ziyu raised an eyebrow. "I failed every subject in the high school entrance exam except for Chinese. I couldn't even get close to the cutoff score for No. 8 High School. My dad paid to get me in. So, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I'm really powerless to do so."

"..."

"Okay, I have something to do, I'll be going now."

He Ziyu didn't give He Ningqiu another chance to get close to him and decisively turned and left.

He Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief as he got away from the person he physically loathed. Just as he reached the door of his room, his mother, who was walking towards him, called out to him.

"Ayu".

"What's wrong, Mom?"

"Here, take this." Zhou Ying walked over and handed him a bank card. "Your dad said you've done well these past two months, so this is a reward for you. Whether you want to spend it or save it is up to you."

He Ziyu glanced at the bank card, and for a moment, he was somewhat moved.

Before his rebirth, his father was a complete scumbag in his eyes, who not only had an illegitimate child but also gave all his love to He Ningqiu alone.

But now he finds that his father isn't as bad to him as he thought.

……

Nothing happened on He Ningqiu's first day at the He family. He Ziyu also slept well because of his father's change in attitude towards him.

The next morning, He Ziyu woke up while it was still dark and went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the whole family.

Having served Lan Yuan for so long in his previous life, he was already adept at these household chores. He not only cooked his father's favorite congee with preserved egg and lean pork, but also cut a mixed fruit platter for his mother.

After doing all that, he put one of the sandwiches, which had a heart shape squeezed with ketchup, into his schoolbag, ready to take it to school for Jiang Chengyu to eat.