Return to before death

However, no matter how much Yan Ran denied it or how much she couldn't believe it, the fact was right in front of her... This room was filled with piles and piles of files.

Her bedmate, the head of the clan she had lived in for so long... she was completely unaware of this, and had no idea whatsoever.

She even prides herself on being kind, doing public service and charity work; who knows, she might have unwittingly participated in such a heinous act.

She can only blame herself for being blind and unable to judge people properly.

Now is not the time for sentimentality; the important thing is to record all the key information.

Looking at her phone, she suddenly remembered something... Couldn't she take pictures with her phone?

He cursed himself for being a fool and hurriedly took photos with his phone to preserve evidence, even though his phone battery was almost depleted.

"Crack..."

Suddenly, a soft sound came from the direction of the door.

Yan Ran quickly turned off her phone screen, held her breath, and froze on the spot, her brain racing as she thought about what to do.

It was still pitch black outside, and for some reason the visitor didn't turn on the lights.

"It turns out we really forgot to put it back. Luckily, it looks like no one has touched it."

A slightly familiar voice reached Yan Ran's ears, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it before.

It sounds like they forgot to put Zhang Xinyi's file back... Yan Ran suddenly realized, covered her mouth, and tiptoed to a new spot, finally hiding behind the last bookshelf.

At that moment, the footsteps grew closer and closer...

"They even forgot to close the door! This is dangerous! If Doctor Zong finds out, we'll get scolded again."

The sound had reached the hidden door.

Yan Ran gently covered her mouth with her hand and half-squatted on the ground, maintaining a posture that allowed her to get up and run away at any moment, her body tense with nervousness.

The flashlight beam moved closer, and Yan Ran watched the slowly moving beam, quietly taking a deep breath and holding it, remaining completely still.

"Ah, here it is..." When there were still a few steps left, the beam of light stopped on a bookshelf.

After putting the file inside, the person turned and left.

Yan Ran only dared to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard the door close nearby.

She slumped to the floor, leaning against the bookshelf. After taking a few more photos with her phone, she could roughly tell that the person from earlier had gone far away. Only then did she cautiously open the door and walk out calmly, pretending that she was just passing by.

……

When Yan Ran returned to Yu Xiao's house, she found no one home. She then remembered that Yu Xiao had told her yesterday that she was going camping in the suburban park and had invited her to come, but she had refused because of what happened today.

Yu Xiao wasn't home, there was no TV show work today, and no one was bothering her... The sudden feeling of having nothing to do left Yan Ran feeling a little lost.

I quickly made some simple side dishes, just enough for one person, and that was how I finished lunch.

After cleaning the dishes and kitchen, Yan Ran returned to her room and lay half-reclined on the bed to read a book.

Outside the window, the blue sky and white clouds were like watercolors painted on paper, and sunlight poured in through the window frame. Everything in the afternoon was peaceful and beautiful.

Before anyone knew it, the person who was half-leaning on the bed closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Long-term mental tension, frequent time travel, and memory accumulation caused by changes in the timeline...

There were too many things that Yan Ran couldn't let go of, and too many things that kept her busy all day. Now, she could finally get a good night's sleep...

……

Zong Family Hospital.

A careless doctor, not trusting the records room, eventually checked the surveillance footage and saw a familiar face.

"This person is...Mrs. Zong?"

Seeing some familiar faces in the video, Dr. Zhao took out his phone, frowned, looked down at the screen and pondered for a while, locking and unlocking the screen, the screen flashing on and off.

After about three or four minutes, he sighed with a conflicted expression, unlocked the screen, and dialed a number: "Hello, Ms. Gu, this is Dr. Zhao. I need to report to Mr. Dai..."

……

A short while later, the General Political Department also received a phone call. The person on the other end of the line told him what he had just seen in the surveillance footage.

Upon hearing that Yan Ran had broken into the archives without permission and had likely seen those documents, the General Political Department's Jing felt a sudden tightness in his chest, but he remained calm and ordered the person on the other end of the phone, "Okay, I understand. Suppress this matter for now. I will be responsible for investigating this matter."

She paused, then added as if remembering something, "Don't tell Mr. Dai yet."

"What, you already said that?"

However, the other person's reply shocked him, his tone revealing barely concealed panic and anger.

Dr. Zhao's unauthorized action instantly ruined his carefully crafted plan. The person on the other end of the phone kept explaining his reasons, but this explanation only made him angrier.

"Worried about my personal motives, about personal feelings? Dr. Zhao, what do you mean?"

At this moment, Zong Zhengjing's brows were furrowed, his eyes were almost spitting fire, and one hand was clenched into a fist, with the veins on his wrist standing out.

Once it comes to Yan Ran, he finds it hard to stay calm. Now that Dr. Zhao has told Mr. Dai about it, given that person's personality, Yan Ran is definitely in danger... or even is in danger right now.

Zongzheng had no interest in chatting with the doctor, so he gave a few perfunctory replies and hung up the phone.

She turned and walked to the wardrobe next to her, silently rummaged through a pile of files and found a document signed "Zhang Xinyi". She then placed it on the table and stood there staring at it for a long time without saying a word.

……

On the other side, the top floor of the Zongshi Building.

Zong Zhengqing, who was working on documents in his office, suddenly heard the phone ring. He picked it up and saw it was an unknown number.

He frowned, put down his pen, and answered the phone, speaking in a gentle tone, "Hello?"

Hearing the voice on the other end, he continued in the same tone, "It's you... Why are you calling all of a sudden?"

"Your matriarch, Mrs. Zong, sneaked into the archives and learned our secret. What do you suggest we do?"

The voice on the phone was somber, low and hoarse as it slowly "inquired" of Zong Zhengqing.

Upon hearing the words "Mrs. Zong," Zong Zhengqing was startled. He had recently heard that Yan Ran was paying attention to Zong's Hospital, but he did not expect that she had already found out about it in the archives.

Listening to the person on the other end of the phone speaking slowly and deliberately with ill intentions, Zong Zhengqing gripped the pen in his hand tightly, sweat beading on his forehead, but his tone remained gentle and respectful, beating around the bush like someone who knew nothing.

"Mrs. Zong? You mean Yan Ran?"