After being reborn, the scumbag CEO begs me to remarry him every day.

After that less-than-pleasant dinner, Uncle Jin never appeared in Tang Xia's ears again.

However, Aunt Ruan would occasionally complain at home.

"If it weren't for him back then, the old man probably wouldn't have passed away so early. Going abroad is one thing, but why did he come back? He had to argue with the old man. Now that he's back, he probably doesn't have good intentions."

Tang Xia closed the resume she had just finished reading, turned around and leaned back in her chair, resting her chin on her arm, and asked, "Aunt Ruan, didn't you say that this uncle rarely comes back to China? Was the last time he came back because of the funeral of the old man and the old woman? How is the old man's illness related to him?"

“These are all the things that are out in the open. In fact, he has secretly come back many times.” Aunt Ruan raised her head and slowly recalled the events of that year: “Xinghan was still young at that time, and his parents had just passed away. The old man did not want him to know about these upsetting things, so he did not tell him.”

According to Aunt Ruan's recollection, the third son of the Jin family went abroad in a fit of anger, but soon regretted it.

But not wanting to lose face in front of outsiders, he always came back secretly.

At first, his attitude in admitting his mistake was quite good.

He said he was too young and impulsive, and shouldn't compare himself to his older brother.

He also promised that as long as the old man allowed him to join Huanyu, he would definitely assist his elder brother well and would never have any improper thoughts about his elder brother's position.

But no one knows a son better than his father.

The old man saw the ambition in his eyes.

He also knew that he would definitely not be willing to be subordinate to his older brother.

I didn't agree.

Later on, whenever the third son of the Jin family came back, he would have a big fight with the old man.

The saddest person among them was the old lady.

Both her sons are her flesh and blood, they are all her flesh and blood.

The health of the two elderly people was also deteriorating.

Later, Jin Xinghan's parents both died in a car accident.

This heavy blow almost made the elderly couple fall seriously ill.

If Jin Xinghan hadn't been so young and frail, they probably would have passed away long ago.

Later, Jin Xinghan came of age.

With the old man's support, she successfully established herself in the global market.

But after that, the elderly couple seemed to have completed their mission, and their last breath was gone.

Not long after, they all passed away.

Aunt Ruan couldn't help but shed tears when she talked about these things.

She waved her hand and said, "Never mind, these are all old stories. If the old man could see that Xinghan has also found someone to spend his life with, he would be very gratified."

Tang Xia knew very little about Jin Xinghan's past.

One can only imagine how lonely he must be, a child who lost his parents at a young age.

In addition, these words solidified Tang Xia's resolve.

Jin Xinghan's uncle has returned with ill intentions.

However, I suppose Jin Xinghan doesn't need me to remind him.

With his intelligence, it's impossible that he didn't see it.

Tang Xia just needs to do his best and avoid becoming a tool for others to blackmail him.

Just then, her phone started ringing incessantly.

Upon picking it up, I discovered that my application to join the S University Architecture Department alumni group that morning had been approved.

Coincidentally, the group admin was the class monitor of her year.

At first, the two had a fairly good relationship.

As soon as Tang Xia joined the group, the class monitor came over and messaged her privately.

[Class monitor, it's been so long since I heard from you. What made you suddenly decide to join the group?]

Tang Xia didn't hide her thoughts and stated them directly.

I'm planning to start my own business in interior design and I'm currently hiring.

Perhaps because Tang Xia was too frank, the class monitor didn't reply for a long time.

In the end, I only sent her a thumbs-up emoji.

Tang Xia is just like that.

They are unwilling to do superficial work.

Since you've come with a purpose, make it clear beforehand.

It's better than resorting to moral blackmail in the end.

A long time passed.

The class monitor sent a message in the group chat.

The gist of it is that if everyone is free this weekend, let's get together.

The location was a bar near S University.

The people in the group echoed this sentiment.

Of course, there are also some dissenting voices.

Didn't we just get together last week? Why are we meeting again? Did someone have some good news?

[That must mean the group admin, that eternal bachelor, finally won the heart of his sweetheart.]

The class monitor immediately stepped forward to refute this.

Don't talk nonsense. A lot of people couldn't come to the last gathering because of other commitments. Anyway, we're all not far from S City, so let's get together more often when we have time. If you don't want to come, then don't come.

[No, no, no, group admin, I was just kidding! Don't worry, I'll definitely be the first one there!]

After reading these messages, Tang Xia switched to her chat with the class monitor.

【Thanks. 】

Why are you thanking me? I didn't do anything. By the way, there are actually a few people in the group who do interior design. I'll compile their information and send it to you later.

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Time flew by and it was the weekend.

Tang Xia arrived at the agreed-upon bar early.

Unexpectedly, someone arrived even earlier than her.

The man waved to her: "Squad leader, over here!"

Tang Xia was slightly taken aback.

Coming to my senses, I immediately went over.

"You are... Fang Keke?"

"Yes, it's me. What, don't you recognize me?"

In my memory, Fang Keke was a little girl with a student-style haircut and black-rimmed glasses.

She is also somewhat shy.

But the one in front of me had a buzz cut and dyed hair, and wore earrings and lip piercings. I couldn't connect her with the Fang Keke I remembered at all.

"I really don't recognize you. You've changed a lot over the years."

Fang Keke chuckled twice.

"But you haven't changed much, class monitor. You're still as beautiful and charming as ever."

"Don't call me class monitor anymore, just call me by my name."

“Okay, Tang Xia.”

The exchange between the two was slightly awkward.

Fang Keke led her directly up to the second floor.

Clearly, she's very familiar with this.

Before Tang Xia could even ask, she began to explain herself.

“This bar is owned by my friend, and I occasionally come over to help out.”

Tang Xia nodded.

Fang Keke pushed open the door of one of the private rooms and introduced, "This is where we'll have our dinner later, but no one has arrived yet, so we can go to the balcony and have some tea first."

"Okay."

Walk through the second-floor corridor and push open an iron door.

An open-air balcony, more than 80 square meters in size, appeared in front of the two of them.

Tang Xia looked at each place one by one, and finally said, "You designed this place, didn't you?"

Fang Keke, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around.

Tang Xia simply smiled and said, "I saw it in your notebook before."

"So...so you still remember." Fang Keke murmured softly.

Tang Xia did not hear it.

At this time, there was no one else on the terrace besides them.

The golden sunset shone on me.

From this direction, you can see S University.

Fang Keke stood next to Tang Xia and suddenly spoke up: "After all these years, do you regret getting married right after graduation? Didn't I tell you that no man is a good thing?"