A top student transmigrates into a book: Reborn in the 90s and rises to prominence.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zheyuan looked up and glanced at Shao Wanwan with some surprise.

On the way back, Jiang Zheyuan remained silent, sitting on the bus and looking out the window in quiet contemplation.

He looked preoccupied.

Although it was already autumn in early September, the lingering heat of late summer was intense. The bus not only lacked air conditioning but was also filled with various smells, and soon Shao Wanwan began to feel carsick.

To reduce motion sickness, Shao Wanwan slightly opened her mouth and then closed her eyes.

The car swayed gently, and Shao Wanwan, who had been up all day, fell asleep without realizing it.

In her dream, she seemed to smell an enchanting citrus scent. She felt herself nuzzling towards the source of the scent, and then a refreshing soapy smell was added to the citrus fragrance. Both of these scents are a blessing for people prone to motion sickness. She remembers taking several deep breaths and feeling much better in her stuffy chest.

But no matter what she did, she couldn't open her eyes. After a day of turmoil, she was so exhausted that her bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

Jiang Zheyuan stared at Shao Wanwan, who was sleeping soundly in his arms with her mouth slightly open and a little drool dripping from her lips, completely unguarded. To avoid touching her, he raised his hand high, his whole body stiff, his heart pounding wildly, and he was so flustered that he didn't feel like himself at all.

Having been reborn, he was no longer a nineteen-year-old boy, but for some reason, he still felt flustered by such contact.

Jiang Zheyuan had no idea that the Shao Wanwan in front of him was no longer his ex-wife Shao Wanwan.

Just like Shao Wanwan didn't know, he was reborn on the day of the college entrance examination.

Meeting Shao Wanwan on the bus today was purely accidental, and giving up my seat to Zhang Suran and Shao Wanwan was simply a matter of politeness.

Ever since he was reborn on the first day of the college entrance examination, he has deliberately kept his distance from Shao Wanwan and Shao Moli. He really doesn't know what attitude or mood he should have when facing these two people.

Does he still love Shao Moli? Undoubtedly, he does.

But later on, they saw each other less and less, and their work became increasingly busy. Sometimes they wouldn't see each other for two or three months. That intense feeling had transformed into appreciation, the appreciation of one strong person for another.

When he suffered a heart attack, Shao Moli, who was abroad on business, did not return in time.

They did not get to see each other one last time.

Are you sad? Yes, I am!

But after he died, his soul floated in the air, and he saw Shao Wanwan's biological father, Uncle Shao.

Uncle Shao was covered in blood and had many knife wounds. His eyes were staring straight at him, and although he didn't say anything, it was as if he had said everything.

Jiang Zheyuan must have witnessed how tragically Shao Wanwan died; he, as her father, couldn't even imagine the grief she must have felt.

He knew that Uncle Shao had lived an upright life and would not blame him for not taking good care of Shao Wanwan. But for a father, seeing his beloved daughter end up like this, how heartbroken he must be.

Even just thinking about the scene he witnessed after his death in his previous life still makes Jiang Zheyuan break out in a cold sweat from guilt at any time.

So he was incredibly conflicted. He wanted to find Shao Moli, but he also knew that he had already proposed marriage to the Shao family before his rebirth.

In 1998, his untamed youth contained a reborn soul.

He hated Shao Wanwan, hated her utterly. She cheated on him, caused his mother to become paralyzed, and utterly crushed his dignity as a man.

Because of her dislike and disgust for him, she never let herself touch him after marriage, but instead flirted with other men.

Shao Wanwan is a stain on my life, and no matter how successful I am, I will inevitably have to admit it.