After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

Bian Jiahui told me with some pride that ever since my mother and I moved out, my room has become hers, saying that my father was worried that she was being mistreated.

I understood her boasting perfectly. Just as she was about to say something, footsteps sounded, followed by my dad's voice, "Wanwan, what are you doing standing at the door?"

I didn't say anything, just crossed my arms and leaned against the door, glancing into the room.

My dad was stunned for a moment, but he quickly seemed to realize something and his expression immediately became a little unnatural. "After you and your mom moved out, there were some empty rooms in the house. The guest room hasn't been cleaned up yet, so I've let your sister stay in your room."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bian Jiahui walked out with her head down and glanced at me cautiously.

"Wanwan, if you're unhappy, I'll stay in your room. I'll move out now and give you my room. Just don't be angry."

"Give it up?" I repeated what she said, and looked at her with a sarcastic smile. "This villa was a wedding gift from my grandfather to my parents. Do you think there's anything you should give up? Since you like this room, then you can continue to live here."

"After all, if you've lived here before, I'd still think it's dirty to give it up."

After I finished speaking, I asked the maid to prepare a guest room for me. Anyway, I don't plan to stay in this villa for long. Once things settle down, I can just sell the house. This house used to be a beautiful memory for my mother, but that may not be the case now.

The next morning, I got into my dad's car and went straight to the company because Xu Qing had decided to cooperate with our family, and we were having a meeting early this morning to discuss it.

Originally, the company's affairs had nothing to do with Bian Jiahui, but she shamelessly insisted that she was on vacation and wanted to go to the company for a visit, so she begged my dad to take her along.

My dad glanced at me, but I didn't say anything. In the end, the three of us went to the company together.

The main purpose of this collaboration is to find out what the Fu family thinks. If the Fu family doesn't agree, the collaboration with Xu Qing might not go smoothly.

Surrounded by a group of people, Fu Xinyi slowly walked over. Before he even got close, Bian Jiahui took the initiative to greet him warmly and even reached out to stop his arm.

In front of outsiders, Fu Xinyi always behaved very politely and reasonably, and spoke to Bian Jiahui in a very formal and proper manner.

He sat down in the office before asking, "Mr. Jiang called us over early this morning, saying he had something important to discuss. Why don't you just get straight to the point?"

“All the procedures for our project in cooperation with the government have been completed, and now all that’s left is to start construction. Yesterday, Mr. Xu came to me. He also wants to help out on this matter. He doesn’t care about the money; he just wants to get some exposure.”

When my dad said this, Fu Xinyi's face darkened slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, but she didn't express it directly.

"Does Mr. Jiang feel that our investment was insufficient?"

"Of course not!" My dad quickly retorted, afraid that this matter might cause some misunderstanding. "I was thinking that if someone helped with this, our investment would be smaller, but the income would remain the same. The Xu family has different needs from what we want."

Fu Xinyi remained silent for a while, then his eyes flickered slightly. “I don’t think it’s necessary. Our Fu family can afford the risk. If Mr. Xu really wants to get involved, he might as well buy the surrounding land for development. That way, he can make a name for himself.”

"It just so happens that the land around here is under the name of our Fu family. It's land in the west of the city. When we bought it, it was very cheap. Now its value has naturally skyrocketed. It just depends on whether Mr. Xu has enough funds."

Listening to their conversation, I felt something was off. The Fu family had gone to great lengths to bring all the land in the west of the city under their control.

He even resorted to many underhanded tactics to obtain these lands, yet now he readily agrees to compromise—this is unlike Fu Xinyi's usual style.

My dad hesitated for a couple of seconds before saying that he would discuss the matter properly with Xu Qing.

At this point, Fu Xinyi said that after finishing the business, he wanted to discuss some personal matters. He said that his father's health had been poor recently, and he was getting old. He always hoped to see his children have children, and he asked if his father and he could hold their wedding earlier.

The wedding was originally scheduled for a year later, but now they suddenly want to hold it earlier. Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then they smiled jokingly.

"It seems that not only is Old Master Fu anxious, but Young Master Fu is also very anxious."

Fu Xinyi smiled gently at the people around him, then turned his gaze to me. When I met his eyes, I felt nauseous and quickly turned my head away.

And then, of all times, he deliberately tried to disgust me by asking in front of everyone, "Wanwan, what do you think of my suggestion?"

"No..." I only managed to say one word before my dad interrupted me, "That's good. I think this suggestion is excellent. I'll go back and find someone to calculate the auspicious date, and we'll definitely set the engagement date as soon as possible."

The two sides were having a very pleasant discussion, and I didn't have a chance to refuse at all.

After they finished their discussion, Fu Xinyi got up and left, saying that she had something important to discuss with my father alone. The two of them went to the office.

Intending to find out what the two were talking about, I went to the tea room, poured two cups of water, and pretended to be delivering them.

Upon reaching the door, I vaguely overheard Fu Xinyi's conversation with my father. I couldn't see their expressions clearly, but Fu Xinyi's tone was exceptionally serious: "Mr. Jiang, you must keep this document safe. If it gets leaked, our project will be impossible to proceed."

Then I heard my dad repeatedly assure me that he would lock the document in the safe with a combination lock.

I wanted to keep listening, but I could hear footsteps coming from inside the house. It was obvious that the people inside were about to come out. I took a deep breath and quickly took a few steps back.

Then he quickened his pace, took a step or two forward, and pretended that he had just arrived.

I had just reached the door when it opened. When Fu Xinyi saw me, her eyes flickered slightly before she asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Can't you see? Help me bring the tea!" I replied matter-of-factly.

Fu Xinyi stared intently at me, and as I passed by him, he suddenly spoke up, "Were you eavesdropping?"