I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

The Beicheng Research Institute is located next to a busy main road, surrounded by ordinary office buildings and residential buildings. It is not conspicuous, but rather low-key.

During this period, most of the researchers were sent to Future Technology, and the empty office building was quiet and deserted.

A simply dressed, unassuming woman was making a phone call alone in her office. She mumbled a few soft "hmm" sounds, then, sounding a little aggrieved, lowered her voice and asked, "How much longer? Can you give me a definite answer?"

"But I've already done my best, what do you want me to do?"

Have you considered my situation?

After hearing what was said on the other end, Xie Yutong let out a long sigh of relief, and her expression relaxed.

"Xie Yutong, what are you doing in my seat?"

A clear female voice rang out not far away, startling Xie Yutong so much that she dropped her phone. Turning around, she saw Xie Yan standing silently at the door watching her.

Xie Yan leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed. "It's already past closing time, why haven't you left yet?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Yutong waved the mop in her left hand to indicate that she was mopping the floor and laughed, "I'm mopping the floor. Sister Xie Yan, why are you back? Didn't Team Leader Cui and the others come? Do you want me to make you some coffee?"

"No need, you can go out, I need to work overtime."

Xie Yan strode over and sat down, while Xie Yutong gave a sullen smile and silently withdrew.

The office door was closed, and Xie Yan reached out to touch the temperature of the computer tower before turning it on.

Perhaps due to her past occupational habits, she was particularly sensitive to the security of her computer. She didn't even have time to write her article; the first thing she did upon turning on the computer was to check all the data inside and out.

The sound of keyboard typing echoed in the quiet office as Xie Yan intently checked each item.

Fortunately, there were no viruses or unusual access records; everything was normal, just like before.

Xie Yan breathed a slight sigh of relief. Had she been too sensitive?

Outside.

Xie Yutong rushed to the bathroom, her fingers gripping the mop handle tightly, her fingertips white and trembling, her teeth clenched.

The person in the mirror looked tired and haggard. Looking at her face, Xie Yutong could hardly remember how glamorous she used to be.

She was switched at birth as a child and sent to a poor family to live a hard life. After finally being recognized by her ancestors and enjoying a period of good life, her family fell into decline. Refusing to accept her fate, she went abroad, obtained a master's degree, and returned to China. Now, she can only do a job here that is almost the same as a nanny.

Nobody took her seriously. They summoned her and dismissed her at will. Her only purpose in being her was to serve tea and water and clean. She was never allowed to participate in any projects.

And that Xie Yan, she arrived even later than her, yet now she's acting all high and mighty! What right does she have?! Xie Yan's education is just a lousy bachelor's degree!!

Xie Yan... she really does clash with the person with this name.

She gritted her teeth in front of the mirror, and after a long while, she finally calmly revealed a faint smile.

Never mind, it doesn't matter anyway, she'll be living a good life soon.

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The following day, Xie Yan had completed about a third of the manuscript, but some specific parts were still uncertain, so she went to Future Technology early to discuss it with Cui Nan.

"So it's already decided? You're sure I'll be the one to explain?"

“Yes.” Cui Nan placed a heavy hand on Xie Yan’s shoulder, as if entrusting her with a heavy responsibility, her expression serious. “No one is more suitable than you, after all, you have the best image in our department.”

"......Um?"

Seeing Xie Yan looking bewildered was a rare sight for Cui Nan, who laughed triumphantly. "I was just kidding. You're quick-witted and you've done a lot of work. The team voted to have you as a commentator. You don't have any objections, do you?"

Hearing this, Xie Yan felt a slight headache. She didn't really like showing her face in front of crowds, but since things had come to this point, she had no choice but to take the job.

"Okay." She sighed helplessly.

Xie Yan spent the morning writing articles in a flurry of activity. She left work on time and then took a taxi to the hospital.

She easily found her way to the high-end private hospital from yesterday, and the floor where the VIP wards were located.

The door to the ward was ajar. Xie Yan coughed twice and then pretended to knock twice.

No one responded.

Xie Yan knocked again, but there was still no sound from inside.

She couldn't resist pushing the door open and went in, only to see that the hospital bed was clean and tidy, the bedding was neatly made, and there was no one on it.

No way, he's being discharged so quickly? Wasn't he still bedridden yesterday?

Xie Yan frowned and was about to go out to ask the nurse when she unexpectedly bumped into a wall of people as she went out.

A low groan came from above. Xie Yan quickly looked up and saw a familiar face. Seeing that Shen Yan was not quite steady on his feet, Xie Yan quickly reached out and supported his arm.

She looked up at the person beside her with surprise and uncertainty. "Mr. Shen, your leg... are you able to get out of bed...?"

"Ah."

"Are you being discharged today?"

"No."

Today, Shen Yan was wearing a thin gray sweater, looking aloof and cold, exuding an aura that kept people at a distance. However, the soft and comfortable sweater perfectly neutralized his coldness, making everything just right.

"It's definitely much nicer than yesterday's hospital gown," Xie Yan thought to herself, "but why would you change clothes if you're not going to be discharged?"

Shen Yan was helped into the ward by Xie Yan and sat down by the bed. Although he looked calm and composed, the beads of sweat on his forehead showed that he was not at ease at the moment.

Seeing this, Xie Yan frowned again.

"Mr. Shen, rehabilitation shouldn't be rushed. I heard from the doctor that it would be best for you to use a wheelchair for a while first..."

"I do not need."

When this topic was brought up, Shen Yan's voice turned somber. He seemed to have no desire to discuss the matter and simply changed the subject, "How is the speech for the summit coming along? All the media from all walks of life will be there, and it will be broadcast live."

Seeing that Shen Yan was completely unmoved, Xie Yan had no choice but to roll her eyes and turn to sit down on the sofa. Before she could reply, she heard Shen Yan speak again.

“The fruit knife is on the coffee table. I want an apple.” He paused, then added, “The same kind as yesterday, little bunny.”

"..." Living ancestors.

Xie Yan dutifully picked up the fruit knife, and little rabbits gradually took shape under her nimble fingers. "The summit is in two days, not many days left. Will you come then?"

"Do you want me to come?" Shen Yan sat on the edge of the bed, tilting his head, his dark eyes full of seriousness.

However, Xie Yan was busy carving the little rabbit and didn't even look up. When she thought about Shen Yan's recovery, she immediately advised him to stop, "You should rest well."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan clenched his fist involuntarily, his hand resting on the edge of the bed. He said "Oh" expressionlessly, "I have a meeting that day, I'm very busy, I can't go."

Xie Yan didn't take it to heart. "That's perfect. If you're interested in our results, you can watch the live stream replay."

A plate of pretty little rabbits was born. "Alright, Mr. Shen, have some apples."