After being reborn, I became the big boss's darling.

Ji Nianci looked at him, feeling a pang of sadness. Although Shen Ceyan spoke so casually, at such a young age, he was already adrift in a foreign land, without family or friends, and penniless; he must be having a very difficult time.

As if sensing her emotions, Shen Ceyan chuckled and teased her, "What, feeling sorry for me? Actually, it was only a bit difficult at the beginning. Later, I started developing software on my own, and it was quite successful. The people there really liked it. I didn't earn much, just a few hundred, but it was enough."

In memory of Ci: "..."

She looked at Shen Ceyan and smiled, all the heartache she felt vanishing.

Just then, Ji Nianci saw a small, thin girl carrying a pot of broth walking towards them.

Suddenly, a little boy darted out from somewhere and was about to bump into the girl. The aisle in the shop was narrow and crowded, and the girl didn't have time to dodge. She could only move the pot bottom she was holding further away to avoid spilling it on the boy.

The child was reckless and didn't look where he was going, so he ran straight into it.

The girl was already frail and couldn't withstand the impact. She staggered, and some of the boiling pot broth spilled onto her arm. She closed her eyes, burning herself, and barely managed to keep from dropping the pot.

Upon seeing this, Ji Nianci immediately got up and went to help her. Shen Ceyan followed closely behind her, took the pot from the girl's hand, and placed it on the table next to her.

"How are you? Are you alright?" Ji Nianci asked, supporting her.

"I'm fine...I'm fine." The girl, after being burned, didn't immediately focus on her scalded hand. Instead, she knelt down, put her hand on the little boy's shoulder, and anxiously asked, "How are you, little boy? Are you alright? I'm so sorry, did you get burned?"

The little boy, realizing he had caused trouble, sat on the ground and started wailing.

The little boy's parents heard the crying and rushed over. When they saw their child sitting on the ground crying, his mother picked him up and began to comfort him: "My dear son, don't cry. Did someone bully you? Mommy's here, be good."

Before the woman in front of him could even understand what was going on, she started accusing him without any explanation: "What's wrong with you, waitress? Why did you make my son cry? I'm going to complain about you. Apologize to my son right now!"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, it's my fault. Please don't complain about me..." Without thinking, the girl began to apologize profusely.

As she spoke, her body trembled violently, and Ji Nianci could clearly sense the immense panic she was experiencing.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you. Can't you see my son is still crying?" the woman persisted.

The anger in Ci's heart suddenly flared up.

"Please, can you at least understand what happened before you start yelling? The girl was carrying a pot of hot pot broth, walking along peacefully, and your son suddenly rushed out and bumped into her. The girl's hand was burned, but your son was unharmed. So what if he cries? Does his crying give you the right to complain? As parents, you let your child run around like this in the hot pot restaurant, and he even bumped into someone. Shouldn't you apologize to the girl?"

She couldn't hold back any longer and began to speak up for the poor girl.

Upon hearing this, the girl looked up at her with gratitude in her eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Ji Nianci felt a jolt in her heart.

The girl had a face that resembled hers by about 50%.

Shen Ceyan, standing behind him, also raised an eyebrow.

"No, who are you? You two are in cahoots, aren't you? What makes you think my son hit him? Do you have any proof? Don't tell me you hit someone and are trying to turn the tables on them, are you?" The boy's mother started arguing and making trouble when she realized she was in the wrong.

“You…” Ji Nianci wanted to say something, but was gently pulled behind her by Shen Ceyan.

"If you want to see evidence, then we'll check the surveillance footage and let everyone present see who's right and who's wrong. If things escalate, it won't be as simple as just an apology."

The man's voice was deep and commanding. For a moment, no one uttered a sound.

At this moment, the store manager rushed over and, before he could even catch his breath, began to say, "I'm so sorry, customers, I'm late. We've just checked the security footage, and it was indeed your son who bumped into our employee first. Your son wasn't injured, so please don't worry."

Seeing the hostile looks from those around them, and feeling the man's overwhelming presence, the boy's parents dared not argue further and hastily left. As they reached the door, they threw down a menacing remark: "You heartless businesses! I'm reporting you! You'll go out of business!"

The manager sighed helplessly. What kind of people are these every day…?

……

"Find someone to get some burn ointment. I'll take her to the restroom to rinse it with cold water first," Ji Nianci said to Shen Ceyan, then pulled the girl's hand and headed towards the restroom.

"I'm so sorry, sir, for causing you trouble." The manager bowed repeatedly, apologizing.

"I wasn't the one who was scolded, and I wasn't the one who got hurt, so you don't need to apologize to me." Shen Ceyan didn't look at him and took out his phone to make a call.

"Ah...yes...yes." The manager silently wiped away a bead of sweat.

……

When Ci and the girl returned, a bag of burn ointment and medical cotton swabs were already on the table. Shen Ceyan was sitting and eating hot pot, with a bowl of cooked vegetables next to her.

The girl stood to one side, looking somewhat lost. Ji Nianci noticed this, took the girl's hand, and sat down next to her.

When the manager saw them return, he quickly came over and said, "Little sisters, I'm so sorry, you had to suffer today. Please sit here and rest, you don't need to work anymore."

The girl smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, manager."

Jinianci unscrewed the burn ointment, squeezed it onto a cotton swab, took her hand, and muttered as she applied it, "Luckily, not much skin was burned, otherwise we would have had to go to the hospital."

The girl looked at them, her voice filled with gratitude: "Sisters, thank you for speaking up for me."

"It's nothing, it's what we should do. You're a girl, it's easy for you to be bullied when you work outside, this is just something we do as a favor." Ji Nianci tucked her messy hair behind her ear, her voice tinged with pity.

Shen Ceyan also said a polite word.

"By the way, little sister, what's your name?"

The girl was silent for a moment. "Liu Sanmei."

Ji Nianci frowned slightly.

How could a girl have such a name? But she didn't ask and changed the subject.