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

Jiang Zheyuan looked at her earnestly, as if he were waiting for an answer for someone.

Shao Wanwan thought for a moment and said, "I will live a good life, make money, help those he has helped, love those he has loved, take good care of myself, and put his mind at ease. Speaking of which, he should be a teenager now! He is such a good person, God will surely write a good story for his new life."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zheyuan could no longer hold back.

He didn't want to cry in front of Shao Wanwan; he never wanted to expose his vulnerable side to her.

On the day he was reborn, Uncle Shao begged him to take good care of his precious daughter.

Because he was so worried about her, afraid that she would repeat the same mistake, he never left and kept waiting. He did not start a new life; his appearance was frozen in the image of sacrifice.

His body will forever bear the marks of the knife wounds inflicted during his sacrifice.

The knife-like opening seemed to be bleeding endlessly.

If he can relax and return to his own world, can he start anew, just as Shao Wanwan said?

Jiang Zheyuan's tears flowed uncontrollably, and the more he tried to stop them, the less he could.

Shao Wanwan felt very uncomfortable, even a little panicked.

She frantically searched for tissues to offer to Jiang Zheyuan to wipe his tears, but the more panicked she became, the less tissues she could find.

In her haste, she tugged at the sleeve of her plaid skirt and leaned over to wipe Jiang Zheyuan's sweat.

Anyway, Jiang Zheyuan bought this cotton dress for me!

In her haste to wipe Jiang Zheyuan's tears, Shao Wanwan tripped over a trash can, pushed Jiang Zheyuan onto the sofa, and then fell spectacularly onto it herself.

Then she hugged Jiang Zheyuan face to face.

It happened too suddenly.

It happened in the blink of an eye.

It's the kind of situation that happens in TV dramas where viewers are divided into two camps: one camp curses the screenwriter for being heartless and coming up with such a melodramatic plot, while the other camp clutches their chest, starry-eyed, saying how sweet it is.

Shao Wanwan, as the person involved, belongs to the third group, the group that is both amused and exasperated.

She believed that sometimes such absurd coincidences happen in the world.

I also came to believe that there are indeed such seemingly helpless acts of taking advantage of others, which are actually just unexpected accidents.

Because of the strong recoil, she slammed Jiang Zheyuan, whose eyes were still red and teary, onto the leather sofa. Moreover, the spot where her leg hit the sofa was very awkward, as if she had bumped into his... indescribable.

Because the apartment was too small, the space between the sofa and the coffee table was very narrow. She needed a point of support to stand up, but she couldn't find one for a long time and struggled on Jiang Zheyuan like a live fish.

Now the live fish is tired from thrashing around and is resting on Jiang Zheyuan's body for a while.

She said breathlessly, "You definitely won't believe me if I say I didn't do it on purpose, but I really didn't mean to."

After all, Jiang Zheyuan had always held a prejudice against the original owner of the body.

Moreover, she had just pointed out that the house should have been bought by Jiang Zheyuan and transferred to her. Given the original owner's personality, her behavior really seemed like she was eagerly throwing herself into his arms.

Jiang Zheyuan had no energy left to analyze whether Shao Wanwan's actions were intentional or unintentional!

Uncle Shao was holding his hands to his chest, looking at him with a half-smile.

There was a hint of teasing in his eyes, a doting look of an adult watching children play, and a touch of warning. Although he didn't say anything, I could sense a "you little brat, just you wait" vibe in his eyes.

Jiang Zheyuan rarely felt guilty.

But now he feels guilty.

In an unspeakable place, something moved insidiously.

If Shao Wanwan continued to struggle, his desire for her would become impossible to hide.

Jiang Zheyuan used force to push Shao Wanwan away. Worried that she would bump into the coffee table, he immediately grabbed her shoulders with both hands to help her stand up. Seeing that she was unharmed, he turned around and ran towards the bathroom.

Then he slammed the door shut, staring at the slight bulge in his khaki pants.

Jiang Zheyuan had never felt so ashamed.

They were husband and wife in their previous life, and their marriage was legally recognized by the state. However, he only cared about taking care of her and never had any romantic feelings for her.

It should be said that he has always been indifferent to this matter.

Because my mind is filled with too many things, and I have too many things to keep me busy with.

Otherwise, the old Chinese medicine doctor who was treating Grandpa wouldn't have teased him about not being able to have children because they hadn't been together enough...

It must be because they are too young; they are at the prime of their youth.

It certainly is.

Otherwise, there's really no way to explain his current loss of control.

Jiang Zheyuan went through all the serious things that had happened in his life before he could barely calm down. Then he splashed some icy water on his face and waited for his agitation to subside.

He stayed in the bathroom for too long, and Shao Wanwan became a little worried about him.

She hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door: "Are you... alright?"

Shao Wanwan was worried that her earlier outburst had frightened Jiang Zheyuan, who might have thought she was incredibly thirsty!

She really didn't mean it!

Jiang Zheyuan pushed open the door, his expression turning cold and aloof as if nothing had happened.

“I’m fine. You’ve already seen the house. Now I’m handing you the keys and the property certificate. This house is yours from now on. This is the house Uncle Shao left you. It’s his life’s work. Don’t mention paying back the money anymore. I won’t take it.” Jiang Zheyuan said as he took the property certificate and two security door keys from the cabinet.

Shao Wanwan could no longer see any emotion on Jiang Zheyuan's face.

If it weren't for the bloodshot eyes and the slightly red nose, Shao Wanwan would have thought that seeing him cry was just her imagination.

“You’re just a student, what money could you possibly have? You probably borrowed this money from your family! I’ll pay you back in installments when I can earn money, because I can’t come up with it all at once. It’s precisely because this is my father’s life’s work that it should be kept clean and honest. If my father knew what I was doing, he would definitely agree with what I did.”

Then Jiang Zheyuan saw Uncle Shao standing not far away nod.

Jiang Zheyuan stopped insisting and said, "If you insist on doing it this way, then so be it."

Shao Wanwan was surprised that Jiang Zheyuan was so easy to persuade, and a huge weight was lifted off her shoulders.

Jiang Zheyuan is acting really strange today; his emotions are fluctuating a lot.

Many of his behaviors were very out of control, which was very different from his usual calm and self-controlled demeanor.

Uncle Shao's appearances are strictly limited in terms of time and place; he can't go anywhere or appear at any time.

He watched Shao Wanwan's departing figure until it disappeared into thin air.

The matter of this house has been resolved, and he knows that Uncle Shao will no longer appear here.

If Uncle Shao knew that his precious daughter didn't want to marry him at all and was constantly trying to distance herself from him, would he still feel at ease?

Once in the car, Shao Wanwan stared at the bright red property ownership certificate in her hand.

I have mixed feelings in my heart.

Having read the book, she knew that the property in the area where this house was located would eventually cost at least 20,000 yuan per square meter, and the demolition would take about ten years. She didn't know the exact amount of the compensation after the demolition, but she could choose to receive cash or real estate. Either way, it would be a considerable sum.

Jiang Zheyuan is really something else.

Faced with such a huge benefit, she would really waver; at least she certainly wouldn't be so resolute.

Although she knew that she would eventually hand the house over to that person.

However, she would never do something like renovating the house inside and out, something only a fool would do.

So Shao Wanwan solemnly thanked Jiang Zheyuan.

"I owe you so many favors. You must have spent a lot of time and effort renovating this house! If I offer to give you the money for the renovation now, you'll definitely..."

"The renovation cost a total of 12,000 yuan. You can give it to me along with the rent, and then we'll be truly even. I won't charge you for the labor and time, since we haven't broken off the engagement yet. Don't mention breaking off the engagement again until you've paid back all the money." Jiang Zheyuan said, then started the car.

The house cost 60,000 yuan, and the renovation cost 12,000 yuan, totaling 72,000 yuan. When will we ever be able to pay this back?

However, Shao Wanwan still stated decisively, "It makes perfect sense, I agree."

Jiang Zheyuan felt a little uneasy seeing Shao Wanwan agree so readily, but there was no point in saying more. If Shao Wanwan returned the money and still wanted to break off the engagement, he had no choice but to comply.