The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

When Zhou Yanhuan dragged her weary body back to the villa, the clock had just struck seven. Although it was still early, she looked unusually tired, as if she had been overwhelmed by an invisible weight. Her eyes revealed a deep weariness, as if all her energy had been exhausted. Every step seemed heavy and difficult. She sighed softly, trying to alleviate her inner exhaustion, but the sigh was as powerless as a fallen leaf in the cold wind.

Zhou Yanhuan was reborn today! This should be a joyous occasion, something to celebrate, but what happened today has left her anything but happy. It turns out that Zhou Yanhuan went to the Junyue Club without any precautions, only to be greatly disappointed.

Zhou Yanhuan never imagined that those who had grown up with her would become so unfamiliar. They were no longer the kind and lovely people she remembered; instead, they seemed like completely different people, treating Zhou Yanhuan like a monkey for their amusement. What hurt Zhou Yanhuan even more was that these people had so ruthlessly stabbed her in the heart, leaving her utterly disappointed.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yanhuan, dressed in a flawless white silk nightgown, gracefully descended from the second-floor bedroom to the open kitchen on the first floor. She first took a bowl, then retrieved a large, tender piece of rabbit meat from her spatial storage. She then cut the meat in two, chopping one-third into smaller pieces, while the remaining whole piece, after careful marinating, was placed in the preheated oven along with the smaller pieces.

Time passed slowly, and about half an hour later, Zhou Yanhuan finally took the roasted rabbit meat out of the oven. She carefully placed the golden-brown, crispy, and fragrant meat on a plate and prepared to divide it into two portions using a small bowl.

Zhou Yanhuan was very careful when cutting the meat. She deliberately cut the meat into small pieces, then gently picked them out with chopsticks and put them into the small bowl she had prepared. Then, she continued to repeat this action until all the meat was evenly placed in the small bowl.

Finally, Zhou Yanhuan picked up the small bowl containing small pieces of rabbit meat, found another plate to put another whole piece on, and then steadily carried them to the dining table.

The small basin was gently placed on the makeshift table next to her.

"Xiao Jiu, dinner's ready," Zhou Yanhuan called out as she reached the top of the stairs.

As soon as Zhou Yanhuan finished speaking, a snow-white figure rushed down from the building like lightning. In the blink of an eye, a small, snow-white kitten with soft fur appeared before Zhou Yanhuan.

Xiao Jiu seemed to have an exceptionally high level of understanding and responsiveness to its owner's calls. Without hesitation, it leaped down the stairs like a whirlwind. Then, it followed closely behind Zhou Yanhuan, walking with light and elegant steps towards the special dining table prepared just for it.

This special dining table was clearly carefully arranged by Zhou Yanhuan, with various delicious rabbit meats laid out on it. Xiao Jiu scanned the food on the table with its big, round eyes, then lightly jumped and sat steadily on the table, showing a well-behaved and cute appearance.

"[Ah Huan, it smells so good!]" Xiao Jiu's exclamation echoed in Zhou Yanhuan's mind.

"Let the meat cool down first, be careful not to burn yourself," Zhou Yan said with amusement.

The adorable little Jiu was slowly chewing its meat with its tiny mouth, looking completely satisfied and enjoying itself. Watching this, Zhou Yanhuan couldn't help but sigh, "Thank goodness, the physical skin provided by the system is amazing! With this magical skin, Jiu can eat almost anything without any restrictions. Unlike ordinary pet cats, which can't eat this or touch that, if they were really allowed to be so picky, Jiu would probably have turned the world upside down by now." Thinking of this, Zhou Yanhuan felt filled with gratitude towards the system. It was precisely because of this powerful system support that he was so fortunate. And now, looking at Jiu happily eating its meat, a doting smile appeared on Zhou Yanhuan's face.

Zhou Yanhuan sat at the dining table and took a picture with her phone.

Then, she opened the Starbucks app and logged into her account. She carefully selected several photos from her album, including beautiful scenery, pictures of herself, and photos of tonight's sumptuous dinner. She arranged these photos into a nine-grid layout and added a heartwarming caption.

Zhou Yanhuan V

[Mr. Z, happy birthday. This is the first time I've wished you a happy birthday. Perhaps you don't know it's your birthday today, but I still want to send you my sincerest blessings on this special day. May your 22nd year be filled with smooth sailing, peace, and joy.]

Finally, Zhou Yanhuan clicked the publish button to share this love-filled and blessing-filled Weibo post with everyone.

Zhou Yanhuan also hoped that this blessing could be seen by them, so they would know that there was still someone who had never given up on them.

Zhou Yanhuan's Weibo post caused a sensation throughout the entertainment industry.

However, Zhou Yanhuan was completely unaware of all this at that moment; she was oblivious to everything. Just moments before, she had gently placed her phone aside and then focused entirely on the sumptuous and delicious dinner before her. She seemed to have forgotten everything around her, immersed in the pleasure that the food brought. Every bite filled her with satisfaction and happiness; she savored every flavor and texture, and this focus and relaxation made her feel exceptionally comfortable. In that instant, the world became simple and beautiful, with only her and the food in her hands existing.

Twenty minutes later, Zhou Yanhuan tidied up Xiao Jiu's and her plate. She then carried Xiao Jiu upstairs into the bedroom.

Zhou Yanhuan had just lain down in bed when her agent called.

Zhou Yanhuan answered the phone, and Meng Jie's angry voice came from the other end: "Isn't today your birthday, my ancestor? Why are you posting birthday wishes on Xingbo?"

"It's my birthday, just sending a birthday greeting." Zhou Yanhuan's tone was as calm as a still lake, yet the hint of joy within her was like a pebble, creating ripples in the water. "Sister Meng, stay calm."

"How could I possibly stay calm! Look at this Weibo post you made! The entire entertainment industry is in an uproar! It's only been 20 minutes, and the company's PR department is already preparing to go back to the office to work overtime to control the comments!" Sister Meng's anger hadn't subsided, and her tone was full of rage and reproach. "Delete this Weibo post immediately! Not a moment to lose!"

"No! Absolutely not! I'm going to keep this Weibo post from today, and I'll look at it again when I'm seventy or eighty. It will never disappear from my account in this lifetime!" Zhou Yanhuan's tone was unusually firm, as if nothing could change her mind.

Before the agent could even refute, Zhou Yanhuan quickly interrupted him. A voice came from the other end of the phone: "Goodbye, Sister Meng." Then, without hesitation, she hung up. The agent stared at the now-black screen of his phone and shook his head helplessly.