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

"Knock knock knock." Assistant Zhang gently knocked on the door, stood respectfully at the door and bowed. "President Jiang, there is a multinational joint meeting this afternoon that you need to attend. Time is running out. Would you like to cancel it, or go now?"

"Grandpa, don't worry about me, go on, I'm fine now."

"Oh dear, how can I rest easy with you here! Xiao Zhang told them the meeting was canceled."

"You really don't need Grandpa's help. He's not seriously ill and will be discharged tomorrow. You can't neglect your duties!"

"Haha, okay, then Grandpa will have Uncle come and keep you company."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Liwan immediately shook her head vigorously, refusing, "It's not a big deal, so don't call your uncle over. Besides, he's busier than you, so let's not trouble him."

If my uncle has to come, I'd rather stay by myself!

My uncle in my memory was a gentleman, polite and impeccable in his dealings with people, but he gave off an indifferent feeling, as if he kept people at a distance.

Every time she spoke to him, his eyes were devoid of any emotion, making Zhou Liwan feel like an insignificant ant being casually observed by him.

No matter how many times Zhou Liwan lived that life, she never dared to face that feeling.

"Grandpa, please don't let..."

"Dad." The magnetic voice seemed to have suddenly floated down from the ninth heaven; it was cold and light, but almost instantly, all other sounds disappeared.

Zhou Liwan stiffly turned her head to look at the person entering through the door.

This is a man whose appearance is hard to describe in words; he has deep-set features and a refined and handsome appearance.

The curve of her jawline is perfectly natural, and every inch of her skin is like jade that has been sculpted a thousand times. She is absolutely worthy of the saying: "As if cut and polished, as if carved and refined."

His tall figure was upright and elegant, with a dark black suit jacket draped over his elbow. From Zhou Liwan's perspective, she could see his sharply defined features, deep and handsome.

"Oh, you've come at the right time. I have a meeting later and have to go. You can stay and take care of Wanwan."

Zhou Liwan forced a smile that seemed happy, and opened her mouth bitterly: "Uncle."

"Okay," Shen Nanzhou replied calmly, then nodded slightly, as if to say hello to Zhou Liwan, his nominal niece.

"Alright, I feel much more at ease with Nanzhou here. Wanwan, you should get some rest. Grandpa will come to see you whenever he has time." Jiang Hongshan patted Zhou Liwan's head affectionately before leaving, and then reluctantly departed.

The spacious ward fell silent instantly. Zhou Liwan felt awkward, unsure whether to lie down or sit.

Nothing about it is right.

"I'm so sorry to trouble you, Uncle. You're so busy, yet you still have to come to the hospital to take care of me. Actually..." Zhou Liwan couldn't bear it any longer and thought it would be better to persuade her uncle to go back.

"There's nothing to worry about. Just rest and don't overthink it." After he finished speaking, he poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Zhou Liwan, who looked pale and sickly.

Zhou Liwan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously reached out and took it, her eyes fixed on the man in front of her.

His eyes were long and narrow, with slightly upturned corners. They were captivating phoenix eyes, yet his deep black pupils also reflected a sense of authority.

This was the first time Shen Nanzhou had been scrutinized so closely, and he felt a little uncomfortable. However, his good manners prevented him from showing any unusual reaction. When he saw the other person's expression, he even asked with concern, "Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Zhou Liwan swallowed a mouthful of hot tea, her eyes misting over. She truly never imagined that she would be taken care of like this by her uncle in her lifetime.

You should know that in her previous life, her gentle and refined uncle never even gave her a second glance.

He probably also looked down on the cowardly and incompetent man from his previous life who ignored his beloved grandfather because of a few words from his father.

Upon realizing this, Zhou Liwan was almost in a daze.

Shen Nanzhou seemed genuinely busy. Seeing that Zhou Liwan didn't answer him, he didn't press her further. He simply had his assistant put the computer and files away, and then he began staring at the computer the entire time, his slender fingers constantly tapping the keyboard, as if he had a lot of things to handle.

Zhou Liwan wanted to say something more, but she was afraid of disturbing his work, so she just sat quietly and started daydreaming.

However, it seems that I can't hear my uncle's true feelings at all.

Grandma, Han Xiaofen, Aunt, Grandpa, Zhou Qingya, Han Kui—I can hear their voices.

The man in front of her, however, seemed to have absolutely no inner thoughts.

"Are you bored?"

Shen Nanzhou suddenly spoke up, and Zhou Liwan snapped out of her daze, thinking she had misheard: "What?"

Shen Nanzhou stopped what he was doing, looked up, and asked with a cool yet gentle gaze: "If you're feeling bored, do you want me to find you a movie to watch to pass the time?"

Could it be that eye contact is required?

Thinking of this, Zhou Liwan jumped out of bed, ran to Shen Nanzhou, squatted down, and stared intently into his eyes: "Won't this disturb Uncle's work?"

Silence.

Deathly silence.

The man's eyes were wise and aloof, like a deep, unfathomable spring, as if they could see through everything in the world, making her feel immense pressure and nowhere to hide.

I couldn't read his mind; instead, it felt like this man had seen right through me, inside and out, body and soul.

Faced with the girl's sudden approach, Shen Nanzhou subtly stepped back: "No."

Zhou Liwan naturally noticed Shen Nanzhou's little actions. She scratched her head awkwardly and went back to bed, pulling the covers up. "Never mind, I suddenly feel a little sleepy. Uncle, you go ahead with your work, don't worry about me. I'll take a nap."

Shen Nanzhou said gently, "Okay, then you should rest. Tell me if anything comes up."

After the conversation ended, the ward fell silent again, with only the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard.

Zhou Liwan quickly got used to this strange pattern.

In the afternoon, unable to stay in the ward any longer, I went for a walk in the garden with Shen Nanzhou.

He simply changed to an outdoor environment to continue working, while I wandered around aimlessly, occasionally trying to find topics to talk about with my assistant who was watching me.

Evening came quickly, and Grandpa was about to come over but I stopped him. My uncle, who had been here all day, was finally called away for an emergency meeting.

After a long day of tension, Zhou Liwan finally relaxed and, with the care of the nurse, quickly drifted off to sleep.

"Mom, look, she's still asleep. I told you, she couldn't possibly be faking it!"

A sharp, piercing, and annoying sound suddenly rang in her ears, and Zhou Liwan slowly woke up from her sleep.

"Wanwan, you're growing up. Why are you still so childish? You've made such a big fuss over such a small thing. Qingya, that psychology expert, said that this is a manifestation of psychological avoidance, which is just anxiety. As for making such a big fuss and even inviting the old man over, people who don't know the situation might think that the Zhou family has mistreated you! Alright, let your aunt apologize to her. We adults are magnanimous and won't hold it against a little girl."

As Zhou Liwan listened, her face grew darker and darker, almost to the point of dripping water. Instead of confronting them, they turned around and accused her.

Is this the satisfactory answer Dad was talking about?

Zhou Liwan felt a bitter taste in her mouth. She lowered her head and sneered, "A magnanimous person? Humph."

This company keeps setting new lows.

"Why should I..." Seeing her mother's fierce expression, Zhou Wenyue could only swallow the rest of her sentence, then reluctantly walked to the bedside and mumbled, "I'm sorry."

But when he saw that the other person didn't even look at him and didn't immediately accept his apology, his temper flared up again.

With her mother present, she rolled her eyes, smiled maliciously, and slowly whispered in Zhou Liwan's ear, "You've always thought Han Xiaofen was a mistress, but actually your mother is. In the world of love, the one who isn't loved is the mistress. Your father doesn't love that bitch of a mother at all!"

She refused to believe she couldn't infuriate that bitch.

Before she could even begin to feel smug, her hair was suddenly grabbed.