Reborn with the ability to read minds, I became a heartthrob.

Song Bin watched as Yao Ruofu ate with great enjoyment, her face beaming with happiness.

He smugly picked up a bottle of beer from the table and drank it down. It's true, rich kids are easy to manipulate.

A simple street food meal moved the other person to tears.

They'll feel bad about spending money and then make up for it with lots of cash.

Song Bin's disgusting appearance didn't last long before Zhou Liwan led a group of bodyguards in.

His imposing presence, standing at 1.8 meters tall, made the boss too intimidated to show his face.

Song Bin's greasy facial muscles froze instantly, and his eyes flickered as he dared not look at Zhou Liwan.

Zhou Liwan took a long stride and sat down next to Yao Ruofu. She stretched out her clean fingers, picked up a disposable chopstick from the chopstick holder, and casually poked at the things on the table.

The look of disgust on Song Bin's face almost suffocated him, and his voice was icy cold: "I think you've had enough of a good life, that's why you come here to eat this kind of garbage. Are you really willing to risk your life for this kind of trash?"

Song Bin already harbored a lot of resentment towards Zhou Liwan because of what happened last time, but he looked at the burly men around him with a sense of frustration and dared not say anything more.

I can only quietly be a subservient grandson.

Zhou Liwan looked down on him even more, thinking he was cowardly, talentless, and unattractive; even glancing at him was an eyesore.

Yao Ruofu was also in a dilemma, and after organizing her thoughts, she said, "I just feel that one should always try things out in life, otherwise it would be such a pity!"

Zhou Liwan laughed, her eyes as cold as ice. The next second, she stood up and tightened her grip on Yao Ruofu's hand: "Come on, come back with me."

There was no room for resistance in his tone. Yao Ruofu hesitated for a while, but Song Bin comforted her with a considerate smile: "I'm fine, baby. You go and keep your best friend company. We can see each other anytime."

Yao Ruofu's eyes sparkled with emotion, and she wished she could rush up and give the other person a big, sweet kiss right away.

Zhou Liwan's face darkened even more, and she left without saying a word, pulling Yao Ruofu along with her.

After getting into the car, she kept a straight face and didn't say a word. Yao Ruofu, being pragmatic, took the lead and smiled: "Wanwan~ just trust me this once, okay? Song Bin is really a good man."

Zhou Liwan laughed in exasperation. When did the standards for a good man become so low?

She stared intently at Yao Ruofu, her dark eyes making the other woman inexplicably guilty. Yao Ruofu was about to do something else when her stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Moreover, this feeling is getting worse and worse, and there isn't even a decent shopping mall nearby. If I really start having diarrhea, there's nowhere to go to relieve myself.

Sweat began to appear on Yao Ruofu's pale face. Zhou Liwan also noticed something was wrong and was about to ask a question.

Yao Ruofu let out a loud fart, and the small, enclosed carriage was immediately filled with an indescribable smell.

Zhou Liwan opened the window almost immediately, turned her face to the outside of the car, and carefully breathed in the hot, fresh air.

But Yao Ruofu over there showed no sign of stopping. She slowly curled up, beads of sweat dripping down her face, and pressed her fists against her stomach: "Wanwan, I think I have gastroenteritis. Please take me to the hospital, quick!"

As they spoke, another greasy, foul odor emanated from the vehicle. Zhou Liwan couldn't stand it any longer and ordered the driver to head towards the fastest hospital before pinching her nose.

With a thick nasal voice: "Are you trying to kill us all? You can talk from up here, but what are you babbling about down there?!"

Yao Ruofu blushed: "This is also my first time eating in a place like that, and it's my stomach's first time experiencing something like this, so it's inevitable that it's a bit irritating."

Zhou Liwan was already a little unhappy about this, so she retorted without holding back, "I think not only is your stomach not very good, but your brain isn't very sharp either. What did you eat that smelled so bad!"

Yao Ruofu was also a little embarrassed and protested, "Alright, alright, you can smell it, why do you keep asking about the secret recipe?"

Zhou Liwan silently rolled her eyes, turned her head away, and refused to look at her again.

After arriving at the hospital, Yao Ruofu first squatted on the toilet several times before being taken to a ward where she received several bottles of IV fluids.

Zhou Liwan had someone buy some light white porridge and sat by the hospital bed, carefully feeding it to her.

My stomach is empty and I have an injection, so my throat must taste bitter. Eating something to calm it down will help.

Yao Ruofu ate quite a lot despite her weakness, and then drifted off to sleep.

Zhou Liwan's attempt to relax backfired, leaving her even more exhausted.

When the caregiver arranged by Yao Kangcheng arrived in the evening, he dragged his tired body home.

I tidied up a bit when I got back, then went straight to sleep and didn't get a wink of sleep all night.

When you're extremely tired, after a good rest, you'll feel unusually energetic when you wake up again.

Upon arriving at the company, he treated all the employees to breakfast.

The entire company erupted in cheers of gratitude. Zhou Liwan smiled gently and returned to the company.

The task of taking orders was handed over to the human resources department.

But when she came out to get breakfast, she discovered that breakfast was available for everyone in the company, except for Song Yufei's.

Song Yufei stood on the now empty table, her gaze slightly lowered. After a moment of silence, she turned around deftly and went back to work.

He didn't seem to have any displeasure or want to vent.

The people around them still exchanged glances, their smiles filled with the satisfaction of finally getting their revenge.

Zhou Liwan originally thought that Song Yufei really didn't care about workplace bullying, but in the empty office late at night...

I still saw her crying and shedding tears.

Zhou Liwan looked up and sighed helplessly.

The person inside immediately stopped crying upon hearing the noise, stared warily towards the door, and shouted, "Who's there?"

Zhou Liwan slowly pushed open the door and went in. Song Yufei hurriedly grabbed a few tissues and quickly wiped away the tears on her face.

How have you been these past few days?

Song Yufei resumed her nonchalant demeanor from earlier in the day, took out the document she hadn't finished checking, and continued to verify it: "It's very good. The supervisor even assigned me a really good project recently."

Zhou Liwan smiled meaningfully, reached out and snatched the file from the other person's hand, which was held upside down: "Shall we talk?"

Song Yufei tried her best to suppress her grievances. This was the workplace, and the person sitting opposite her was the company boss. How could she possibly say anything to her in front of her?

He could only grit his teeth and shake his head.

Zhou Liwan didn't care about the other party's attitude and asked directly, "Were you ostracized?"

Song Yufei could no longer hold back, her voice trembling slightly: "I'm here to work, not to make friends. If I want to be valued and promoted, I have to stand in the spotlight. This will inevitably squeeze out some people, and it's understandable that they are dissatisfied with me."

Zhou Liwan leaned back in her chair slowly: "Having ambition is certainly not something that is difficult to talk about or ashamed to express."