Having long held a high position, Zou Minchen was used to having everything under control, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he was doing. In fact, if Qingyun wanted it, he could hand over Xiao's Pharmaceuticals to her tomorrow.

But when he recalled Qingyun's displeased and disgusted gaze, he hesitated.

The cold snowflakes seeped into Qingyun's neck, and only then did she realize that he had left his scarf in the car.

But Qingyun had no intention of going back to get it, even though he knew the car was still parked behind him.

In the previous world, Qingyun was only with Nie Chenyuan out of curiosity, a sudden burst of youthfulness. He was surprised that he and Nie Chenyuan could end up together. But he didn't intend to have a romance in every world, entangled with someone for a lifetime.

After all, the powerful Heavenly Dao is like a butcher's knife, always hanging over Qingyun's head.

For Qingyun, traveling between different worlds felt more like an escape and a revenge mission than a vacation.

Qingyun felt a bit cold. He breathed warm air into his palm, his brows furrowing involuntarily. If he hadn't forgotten his car at the Xiao family's house, he would never have run into that man today.

Time flies.

It was already late December, and Qingyun was still incredibly busy. Xiao Chengnuo didn't have much money on hand; registering a company would basically be enough to support the development of new drugs, so Qingyun had been going to the stock market recently, but even then, she was short of funds.

Of course, this statement must ignore the fact that 500 million yuan suddenly appeared in his account.

Qingyun knew perfectly well that this was Zou Minchen's doing, but he had no intention of doing anything about it. Qingyun didn't believe that the head of the Zou Group liked doing charity; every single penny of those 500 million yuan clearly demonstrated that man's ambitions towards him.

Moreover, in the original course of the story, Zou Minchen was also considered the protagonist Xiao Chengzhe's hidden backer, and the two's positions were likely to be opposed in the future.

A week after Qingyun met Zhao Bowen, she finally received a call from him.

The voice on the phone was tired yet strangely excited: "This is a Nobel Prize-level achievement... and you're just handing it over to me like this?"

On the other end, Zhao Bowen, with dark circles under his eyes, was practically going crazy as he exclaimed his admiration: "I really want to meet the person who wrote this document. Does his lab still accept people? Can I get in?"

In fact, he had planned to agree to Qingyun's request the very night he saw the information, but he was so engrossed in it that he didn't think to call Qingyun back until seven days later when he had finished reading it.

But he was also a little puzzled: "With such an expert helping you, you don't need to come to me at all."

"Don't worry about any of that. Just tell me if you want to join my company," Qingyun said while tidying up the documents on her desk.

"Yes! Of course I want it!" Zhao Bowen answered decisively.

"Okay, let's set a time after the New Year to sign the contract."

As Qingyun expected, he hung up the phone, noticed the people who had come to his residence, and widened his eyes in slight surprise.

"Mom, what brings you here?"

Xiao's mother walked in carrying a thermos, looked Xiao Chengnuo up and down, and then poked her son's forehead in an annoyed manner.

"Can't I come? Can't you even go home if I don't come?"

She had gone back to her parents' home for the Laba Festival and only recently returned, so she was unaware that Xiao's father and Xiao Chengnuo had had another big fight. When she returned and learned that Xiao Chengnuo had been kicked out by his father again, she wasn't too worried, because Xiao Chengnuo was kicked out almost once a month on average, and Xiao's mother was already used to it.

But this time, Xiao Chengnuo hadn't been home for nearly twenty days. Xiao's father, who usually had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, had hardened his heart and hadn't given in until now. Only then did Xiao's mother realize that things were serious and hurriedly came to find Xiao Chengnuo.

"Come on, let Mom see if you've lost weight these past few days."

"Mom..." Qingyun had no choice but to turn around with the help of Xiao's mother.

Seeing that her son was still incredibly handsome, Xiao's mother finally felt relieved and opened the thermos to pour out the soup she had made: "Come on, let Mom nourish you."

She looked at her son, who was sitting down obediently and drinking his soup, and suddenly sighed, asking, "What, is it your brother who caused trouble again this time?"

Qingyun remained silent, clearly acquiescing.

Xiao's mother saw things more clearly than Xiao's father. When Xiao Chengzhe came to the Xiao family, the couple didn't have any children yet, but they treated him as their own. Later, when Xiao Chengnuo was born, they didn't neglect Xiao Chengzhe either.

But women are, after all, more sensitive. When she discovered that Xiao Chengzhe was subtly bullying Xiao Chengnuo, who was still in elementary school, Xiao's mother was both amused and exasperated. She simply felt that the child lacked love, and couldn't help but feel even more sorry for Xiao Chengzhe.

However, Xiao Chengzhe did not stop. As Xiao Chengnuo grew up, he even encouraged Xiao Chengnuo to race cars and even use drugs.

This completely crossed Xiao's mother's bottom line.

Her attitude towards Xiao Chengzhe gradually changed, and she also began to remind Xiao's father.

But the more she acted this way, the more Mr. Xiao felt she was prejudiced against Xiao Chengzhe, and the more protective he became of him. If Mrs. Xiao hadn't trusted Mr. Xiao's character, she probably would have thought Xiao Chengzhe was his illegitimate son.

"You've really held up this time." Mrs. Xiao tapped Qingyun on the head. "Aren't you planning to go back?"

"He annoys me so much, why should I go back?" Qingyun said with a hint of disappointment. Although she didn't say it, her aggrieved expression made Xiao's mother feel a pang of sadness.

"I said I'm coming back, so I have to come back!" She put her hands on her hips. "I'd like to see who dares to kick my son out, I'll beat them to a pulp."

After saying that, she offered Qingyun some advice: "Your dad's fiftieth birthday is before the New Year, and we're going to have a big celebration. You should prepare a gift..."

Listening to Xiao's mother's rambling, Qingyun couldn't help but smile slightly. Xiao's mother truly loved Xiao Chengnuo; in the original course of the world, she was the only one who would never abandon Xiao Chengnuo.

But precisely because of her attitude, after Xiao Chengzhe drove away Xiao Chengnuo and took over the Xiao family business, he did not let Xiao's mother off the hook.

Even Xiao Chengzhe's father, who had always treated him like his own son, was tricked out of his shares by him. In the end, the two penniless old men were driven out of the Xiao family and lived a miserable old age.

But now, none of Xiao Chengzhe's plans will come to fruition.