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

"You've been driving for twelve hours straight?" Shao Wanwan was completely stunned. Did he really want her to die in a car accident?

Ge Yiying didn't want to say that after he sent someone to knock Shao Wanwan unconscious and put her in the car, he knew that the Jiang family would soon find out she was missing and start searching for her. He didn't dare to stop for even a moment. He changed cars three times before finally getting here. He didn't dare to rest. He just wanted to spend some time quietly with Shao Wanwan, like now. But he knew the Jiang family's capabilities. If he didn't keep running non-stop, he wouldn't have this opportunity.

Ge Yiying was actually very sleepy, but he couldn't bear to spend every minute with Shao Wanwan.

Shao Wanwan closed her eyes, feeling extremely frightened. Fortunately, she hadn't made a scene when she woke up, otherwise, if she had angered Ge Yiying, who hadn't slept for seven or eight hours, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Even though it was a result she achieved through reason, she was still terrified.

Sometimes, if you take one wrong step, the whole thing goes wrong. The entanglements in the book were deeper than she had imagined, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

"You know the Jiang family won't let you off the hook. Have you really thought about how to deal with it?" Ge Yiying mentioned the Jiang family again and again, and she was rushing on her way. Wasn't she more aware of the Jiang family's strength than she was?

"You're thinking of me?" Ge Yiying asked in surprise.

“I don’t want you to do anything more extreme, because I don’t want my hands to be stained with human lives, and I don’t want yours to be stained with human lives either. If that happens, neither of us can turn back. Even if I acted in self-defense, how can I be happy living my whole life surrounded by murder cases? I don’t want to be a rat in the gutter. I want to live a brighter life. I believe you didn’t really mean to hurt me,” Shao Wanwan said, taking a deep breath.

After listening, Ge Yiying remained silent for a while before saying, "I truly didn't intend to hurt you, but I never thought of turning back..."

What does this mean?

Shao Wanwan looked at him uneasily.

“I brought you here, and the Jiang family and my dad won’t let me off the hook, but I still don’t regret it. When you look at me quietly like this, with no one else in your eyes, I feel so good. I’m just afraid that this moment will end at any time. Tell me, wouldn’t it be so much better if you had met me first?” Ge Yiying said, reaching out to touch Shao Wanwan’s face.

Shao Wanwan dodged away and said, "Ge Yiying, you have a bright future ahead of you, don't do anything foolish."

Shao Wanwan had been observing the environment of the cabin and discovered a pile of wood and a gasoline drum in the corner of the cabin.

The gasoline can was about half a person's height.

When Shao Wanwan saw it, she thought that the gasoline might be for refueling the car because there were no gas stations around, or it might be for lighting the heater. She tried not to think about other possibilities, but she felt that Ge Yiying was as dangerous as a gasoline barrel next to a fire, ready to explode at any moment.

Upon hearing this, Ge Yiying suddenly laughed—a laugh that was particularly suppressed and painful, yet joyful after she had figured it out.

He said, “From childhood to adulthood, everyone thought I was a pampered young master who could have whatever I wanted. No one cared what I really wanted or what I really liked. I had no choice. I had to do whatever my dad told me to do. I said I liked racing, and he told me to go out and study finance and management. I went, but I just didn’t like it. I was surrounded by people, but no one really listened to me.”

Looking at Ge Yiying, who was dressed in designer brands and looked very respectable, Shao Wanwan thought of the children she had sponsored.

Their shoes were patched with patches on top of patches, and when their pencils were worn out, they would stuff them into cardboard boxes, wrap them with rags, and continue using them. Their notebooks were filled with writing on both sides, and sometimes they would write their homework on scrap paper.

Before she transmigrated into the book, she never believed that anyone lived such a life. What she saw with her own eyes was absolutely shocking.

She finally understood why Shao Qiming wanted to sponsor these impoverished students.

She didn't deny that Ge Yiying also had the right to feel confused and in pain, but for some reason she thought of those poor children who, even if they were born in the hell of poverty, never thought of giving up on climbing up, even if it was just the eighteenth floor becoming the seventeenth.

Shao Wanwan just watched Ge Yiying quietly; she knew Ge Yiying needed to vent.

Ge Yiying couldn't find anyone to talk to. The woman he fell in love with at first sight was engaged to another man. He felt like the sky had fallen.

The reason he felt the sky was falling was because he had never seen what it would actually look like.

Shao Wanwan didn't want to laugh at him, because laughing at him would anger him.

She simply looked at him and said, "Besides me and racing, is there anything else you like?"

Ge Yiying was taken aback. Shao Wanwan really wanted to chat with him. His tense body, which was on the verge of breaking at any moment, finally relaxed a little.

"No." Ge Yiying shook her head.

"Never thought about making movies or becoming a big director?" Shao Wanwan asked after thinking for a moment.

Ge Yiying's heart, which had been filled with despair, suddenly trembled.

The book mentions that Ge Yiying bought the adaptation rights to two bestselling novels while he was in college. After his death, the adaptation rights to those two novels were auctioned off by Ge Guishu, who raised money to produce them. The TV series adaptation ranked among the top five in viewership that year, and the movie adaptation of another novel grossed over 100 million yuan at the box office.

Ge Yiying has a talent for picking stories and reading scripts, and he wanted to apply to the film department, but Ge Guishu forced him to change his major and learn something else. He learned the knowledge that Ge Guishu used to identify and employ people, as well as how to manage a company, saying that he was born to work for his father and had no time to do anything else.

Everything Ge Yiying had was provided by Ge Guishu, and she dared not resist, so she kept it all to herself and never even told the original owner of the body about it.

After reviewing the timeline, Shao Wanwan concluded that since Ge Yiying had already returned to the mainland, he probably hadn't achieved anything significant while studying abroad. Therefore, she should also purchase the adaptation rights to the two novels.

All she could do was take a gamble.

Only by preventing Ge Yiying from engaging in a fight to the death, and by keeping her hands and feet bound, will her chances of survival be greater.

She knew Jiang Zheyuan was frantically searching for her.

But with current technology, finding someone in such a large country is like finding a needle in a haystack. Shao Wanwan really didn't know how much longer she would have to waste with him.

The cabin was located on such a secluded mountaintop, making it difficult to go up and down. However, Ge Yiying had put a lot of food in the cabin, and even a refrigerator, which shows that he had been planning all along.

When Ge Yiying heard Shao Wanwan mention movies, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly extinguished.

Ge Yiying opened her mouth, but didn't speak.

His life had already been arranged by Ge Guishu. He had no other choice. What he would do in the future and what woman he would marry were all planned out. Racing was his only outlet. He would go crazy if Ge Guishu wouldn't let him touch a car. He would hurt himself with scissors and even cut his hair bald. Racing was Ge Guishu's only compromise with him.