Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

He Lianghan and Zhou Ying swallowed hard in unison, then exchanged glances.

Both of them could read the unspoken message in each other's eyes: "Has our son gone mad?"

He Ziyu blinked his innocent big eyes: "Dad, Mom, I'm a class monitor now! Aren't you happy?"

Happy……

They were more than just happy; the couple were so excited they almost did a 360-degree backflip Thomas jump followed by a side spin of three and a half rotations!

The question is, can we take what He Ziyu says seriously?

The He couple said they were terrified of being deceived by their son.

He Ziyu noticed the suspicion in his parents' eyes, casually flicked his bangs, and looked at He Ningqiu beside him.

Receiving a knowing look from He Ziyu, Ning Qiu, the "tool person," weakly said, "What my brother said is true. He's been appointed vice class monitor by the teacher. The vice class monitor of each class also has to serve as a student council member..."

He Ningqiu practically gritted her teeth as she said those words.

He was very annoyed, annoyed that he hesitated when he wanted to raise his hand. If he hadn't hesitated, He Ziyu wouldn't have had the chance to stand here and show off.

Hearing He Ningqiu say this, the last trace of worry in the couple's hearts was swept away.

They firmly believed that a well-behaved boy like He Ningqiu wouldn't lie. Besides, there was no need to lie about something that could be easily verified with a teacher.

"Why did the teacher suddenly choose you as the vice class monitor?" He Lianghan's tone softened, and his desire to discipline He Ziyu vanished.

"I applied for it myself."

"You yourself?"

He Ziyu nodded. "I'll be taking the college entrance exam in a few years. I don't want to waste any more time. I applied to be the vice class monitor this time to put some pressure on myself and not let my parents down."

Zhou Ying was deeply moved by He Ziyu's words. She went up to him, hugged him, and rubbed his head: "Ayu, you've really grown up."

After saying that, she looked at He Lianghan with a hint of disdain: "Look at you, you come back and immediately start criticizing Ayu, you almost wronged our darling."

He Lianghan cleared his throat, a little embarrassed, "How can that be called scolding? It was just a normal inquiry."

Zhou Ying sighed, "Alright, alright, whatever you say."

He Ningqiu, who was standing nearby, witnessed the "happy family of three" scene and wished she could expose He Ziyu's lie on the spot.

After school, he didn't go to participate in student council activities at all; he clearly went on a date with Jiang Chengyu outside the school!

Catching He Ningqiu's restless expression, He Ziyu gave him a silent warning with his eyes.

You little brat, dare to talk back? Believe me or not, I'll chop your head off right now, mince it into meat paste, and make it into char siu buns to feed the dogs.

He Ningqiu's heart skipped a beat at He Ziyu's treacherous smile, and she quickly sewed her mouth shut with her mind, then reassured herself:

No rush, no rush. True warriors are forged through countless trials. He Ziyu may be arrogant for a while, but he can't be arrogant forever. Anyway, he's only just arrived at the He family. Let's wait and see; there will always be an opportunity...

He Ziyu chatted with his parents for a few more minutes before heading back to his room. Before leaving, He Lianghan reminded him again to take good care of He Ningqiu at school, adding that no matter what, it was wrong of him to let his younger brother get hit on the head by a basketball on the first day of school.

He Ziyu didn't argue and obediently accepted his punishment. After all, he knew that his father wasn't really angry with him, but just didn't want to ruin his long-standing authority.

When they went upstairs, He Ziyu went first and He Ningqiu went behind.

Halfway there, He Ziyu suddenly stopped, almost causing He Ningqiu behind him to bump into him.

He Ziyu turned around and looked down at He Ningqiu.

Do you believe in gods?

"Huh?" He Ningqiu was taken aback, not understanding why He Ziyu would suddenly ask this.

He Ziyu raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his voice: "I believe there are gods in this world, and I believe they will punish those with evil intentions. Just like that basketball that fell from the sky today, maybe the gods were disgusted by some two-faced little white lotus and wanted to teach them a lesson."

He Ningqiu was a little confused by this sudden sarcasm. It took him a couple of seconds to realize that He Ziyu was putting him down.

Just as he moved his lips as if to say something, He Ziyu extended an index finger and poked his chest: "I know what you're thinking, and I know what you're planning, so you'd better behave yourself. Don't meddle in things you shouldn't, and don't say things you shouldn't, or I'll make you regret coming to the He family, understand?"

He Ningqiu's almond-shaped eyes widened, but before she could nod, He Ziyu turned and walked away.

……

Back in his room, He Ziyu sat at his desk, staring thoughtfully at his open textbook.

He didn't want to confront He Ningqiu so soon.

After all, revealing your fierce side too quickly in front of the innocent girl would easily raise his guard.

But when he came downstairs, he heard He Ningqiu tell his father that he hadn't gone home with his father after school, and his temper flared up immediately.

This guy is already thinking about tattling on his very first day here. What will he be like in the future? So, driven by impulse, he gave He Ningqiu a small threat.

Although he knew it was pointless to do this, at least he could vent the anger he had been holding in.

After a short while, He Ziyu stretched and began to preview tomorrow's lessons.

During that time, Zhou Ying brought him hot milk once and cookies again, making his belly round and full. When the door was knocked on for the third time, He Ziyu finally couldn't hold back and burped, "Mom, I really can't eat anymore..."

"I'm not bringing you food." Zhou Ying stood at the door without coming in, only peeking her head in. "Your dad said the allowance he gave you last time was a bit low, so he transferred some more to your card. Remember to check it."

"Ah, okay." He Ziyu nodded without refusing. "Please thank Dad for me."

Zhou Ying smiled at him, then turned and left.

He Ziyu then realized that he hadn't checked how much money was in the bank card his father had given him.

In his previous life, He Ziyu spent money extravagantly and never cared about the balance in his bank account. In his mind, money seemed to be inexhaustible.

But it's different now.

Money was no longer an abstract number to him, but a treasure he could rely on.

In my memory, He Ningqiu was very business-minded after she grew up. Not only did she set up a comic studio in her spare time, but she also learned a lot about marketing and made her comics, which she was the lead artist for, quite well-known in the industry.

Later, during his junior year of college, his father arranged for him to intern at Ho's company, where he won the favor of many major shareholders with his outstanding business acumen.

Back then, everyone in the company said that the youngest son of the He family was capable and would definitely inherit the family business in the future, unlike the eldest son, who was idle all day long and ended up getting involved with a man.

He Ziyu was hurt and saddened by those gossips, but every time he thought of Lan Yuan and He Ningqiu's comfort, he felt that his life wasn't so bad after all. At least he still had his lover and family by his side.

Looking back now, what a load of rubbish—lovers and family...

They're all my enemies!

He Ziyu ground his two rows of white teeth, and after his emotions had calmed down a bit, he took out his bank card from the drawer and started checking his balance.

The 100,000 yuan was deposited in two installments of 50,000 yuan each.

He Ziyu held the bank card, gently stroking the surface with his fingertips.

Expressing fatherly love through money has been He Lianghan's unchanging habit for many years. The He family is large and wealthy; he's busy with social engagements every day and also has a mistress on the side. How could he possibly have time to care about He Ziyu's daily life?

Therefore, the only way to make up for it is with money.

But thinking about it, his father probably did care about him after all...

Otherwise, why would He Lianghan still insist on putting a portion of the company's shares in his name after he acted that way in his previous life, to the point that He Ningqiu eventually became insatiable and wanted to burn him to death?

Indeed, having been reborn, those people and things that were previously unclear are slowly becoming clearer.

After reflecting for a while, He Ziyu began to think about serious matters.

Besides the 100,000 yuan in this card, he should also have some New Year's money. All in all, it should amount to over 100,000 yuan.

He would have used that money to buy gifts for Lan Yuan in the past, but this time, he had to make good use of it.

He Ziyu pondered for a long time about how to make money, only to find that the amount of money he had was enough to buy some stocks. The problem was that he had never paid attention to that kind of information in his previous life, and he didn't even know how to buy them.

The same applies to lotteries...

I should have memorized a few winning lottery numbers before I died, sob sob! (╥╯^╰╥)

Just as He Ziyu was at his wit's end, his gaze swept over several comic books on the bookshelf, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him.

Yes, comics!

Because He Ningqiu had been involved in comics in his previous life, He Ziyu had also come to know about comics and knew which comics would rise to prominence in a few years.

This time, however, He Ziyu wasn't targeting those comics that later became famous, but rather a work that could have been a huge hit, but which sank without a trace due to some negative news.

The name of that comic is "The Two Sides".

When "The Positive and the Negative" was first released, He Ningqiu's "The Two Extremes" had already won a good reputation in the market. Therefore, it was soon discovered that the core content of the two comics, including the main storyline, was almost the same.

Immediately, accusations that "The Positive and Negative Sides" plagiarized "The Two Extremes" began to spread.

He Ziyu recalled that the author of "The Two Sides" named "Fire Seed" came out to clarify that he had not plagiarized and even produced the original manuscript that predated "The Two Extremes". However, because "The Two Extremes" had already accumulated enough fans at that time, and He Ningqiu had a professional marketing team, the original author's clarification was quickly suppressed.

He Ziyu has always firmly believed that "Fire Seed" plagiarized He Ningqiu.

Now, as he recalls He Ningqiu's ugly face before he died in his previous life, he can't help but have a bold guess.

Perhaps the "spark" was wronged.

Otherwise, why would a penniless cartoonist who can only create in a cramped rented room of a dozen square meters want to risk ruining his reputation and becoming a pariah after "Two Extremes" becomes popular?

He Ziyu felt that he had discovered an incredible secret.

If "Spark" was truly wronged, then if he could find this person and publish "Positive and Negative Sides" before He Ningqiu finished painting "Two Poles," and enter the market, he might be able to reverse the future.

He Ziyu became more and more excited as he thought about it, forgetting his original intention of making money and only wanting to figure this out as soon as possible.

Just as he was about to go online to look up the contact information for "Fire Seed," his phone on the table vibrated.

It's Jiang Chengyu's WeChat.