I was blacklisted by the whole network at the beginning, but I became popular after surviving in the

Every word Shen Zhiyi said irritated Lin Yuezhou's nerves.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing as he stared at Shen Zhiyi intently.

Shen Zhiyi twitched the corner of his lips, "What? Still want to kill me? Do you dare?"

She glanced at the grand fireworks show that was being replayed on the tablet. "Even though I'm notorious now, I'm still the eldest daughter of the Shen family."

"But what are you? A rising star?" Shen Zhiyi smiled softly, but his words were extremely cold. "Without the Shen family's help, you are nothing."

She suddenly bent down and grabbed Lin Yuezhou's collar, looking him in the eyes viciously, "In the last life, you dared to frame me and the Shen family for the sake of the dead Song Yuge, causing me to lose everything."

"In this life, I want to tell you that I am the one who holds the initiative. Even if you are reborn, so what? Don't forget, I am also."

Lin Yuezhou didn't say anything, but looked at her with hatred in his eyes.

Shen Zhiyi suddenly released his hand and carefully smoothed his collar. "Don't worry, everything you inflicted on me and the Shen family in your last life, I will return to you little by little."

"Just wait, Lin Yuezhou."

She said this word by word, sneered, and turned away.

Before leaving, Shen Zhiyi did not forget to say something that would most irritate Lin Yuezhou.

"Song Yuge doesn't love you anymore, hahaha."

Lin Yuezhou clenched his fists tightly, his eyes and brows full of coldness.

The tablet was still playing the heartwarming fireworks show.

It was in stark contrast to the eerie atmosphere in the ward.

……

The next day.

Song Yuge woke up early.

Maybe it was because of the fever-reducing medicine she took, because when she woke up, she was sweating all over.

She took a quick shower, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs.

Wen Yuan was in the open kitchen, not wearing an apron, with his sleeves casually rolled up, standing in front of the stove, stirring something.

The nutritionist could only stand aside.

Song Yuge was startled and walked over. "Good morning, what are you doing?"

Wen Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Good morning."

He lowered his eyes and stirred the dumpling soup in the pot, then turned down the heat a little, walked over, and started putting chopped green onions, coriander, and other seasonings into the bowl.

"I thought you might want something warm and soupy in the morning, so I made this dumpling soup."

Song Yuge sniffed, the air was filled with the sweet and sour smell of tomatoes.

Her eyebrows moved slightly, as if she guessed something, and asked, "You also put chicken soup in it?"

Wen Yuan raised his lips to a beautiful smile and hummed, "Guessed it?"

"Mm, it smells good."

Song Yuge stood in front of the center island, watching the man busy himself.

The nutritionist standing by was very considerate and left space for the two of them.

She habitually supported her chin with one hand, but her eyes were fixed on his hand.

To be precise, it should be his wrist.

Wen Yuan didn't wear a watch today.

The tattoo is clearly visible.

Song Yuge looked at the string of words designed to look like flower stalks. Compared to last night when he felt a little uncomfortable, he now felt a little complicated and curious.

If Jiang Beiyue's guess is correct...

If the person Wen Yuan has always had a crush on is her, then that means the tattoo is also related to her?

But what does this tattoo mean?

Apart from that string of words, Song Yuge couldn't figure it out.

"What are you looking at?" Wen Yuan suddenly asked.

Song Yuge replied subconsciously, "I'm looking at your hands."

Wen Yuan raised his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on her face, and naturally he did not miss the momentary stiffness in her expression.

He curled his lips, "My hands are beautiful?"

Song Yuge: "...It's pretty good-looking, haha."

She lowered her head in embarrassment.

How embarrassing.