Jian Xingsui came downstairs, thinking she could leave this house peacefully. But as soon as she got downstairs, a man in a suit walked towards her. He had a respectable appearance, but his expression was unfriendly. This was her older brother, Jian Gu, who had been quite protective of An Ran in her previous life.

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Before Jian Xingsui could say anything, the man stopped in front of her and asked, "Did your father speak with you?"

Jian Xingsui nodded: "Mm."

"And what about you?" Jian Gu looked down at him, his tone almost disdainful: "How much money did you take from Father?"

"..."

Jian Xingsui was speechless: "Confiscate it."

Jian Gu raised an eyebrow with some disgust: "You think that's not enough?"

Jian Xingsui was speechless at his words, mainly because he was too speechless and didn't know how to react. But Jian Gu saw his expression as if he had been right.

Jian Gu sneered: "Jian Xingsui, your elder brother was right about you. Is there not a trace of benevolence or righteousness in your mind? Is it all just money and scheming?"

Jian Xingsui was inexplicably scolded again.

Jian Gu thought he had hit the nail on the head and said coldly, "Say it, how much do you want?"

"..."

The last trace of sadness in Jian Xingsui's heart dissipated. Since she was leaving anyway and would have nothing to do with these people anymore, why put up with this nonsense? She immediately raised an eyebrow and said in a loud voice, "I said I didn't accept it, don't you understand?"

Jian Gu's expression changed.

From childhood to adulthood, this younger brother had always been mischievous and unruly, but he would always behave himself in front of him. What he didn't expect was that Jian Xingsui would dare to speak to him in such a tone.

Jian Xingsui stared straight at him and retorted, "You say I have no sense of righteousness or compassion, but you keep talking about money. What's in your head? And how much more noble are you than me?"

Jian Gu's eyes flashed with anger, and he immediately adopted the demeanor of a CEO: "Jian Xingsui, how dare you speak to your elders like that? You have no manners at all!"

Jian Xingsui smiled, this time genuinely, from the bottom of his heart. He looked up at the person in front of him and asked, "Are you still my elder?"

The person standing in the living room had empty hands.

Jian Xingsui said calmly, "Didn't I get kicked out today?"

Jian Gu couldn't refute: "You..."

“This…sir.” Jian Xingsui was too lazy to argue with him anymore: “If there’s nothing else, could you please move aside? I’m in a hurry.”

Jian Gu subconsciously stepped aside. He was respected at the company, and the Jian family was also flattered outside. Today, he learned that An Ran had been bullied by his annoying younger brother again, so he rushed back to teach him a lesson. Who knew that he would be completely shut down by Jian Xing Sui in the living room, and he couldn't even refute her!

"Jian Xingsui!"

Just as the person was about to leave, the CEO called out to stop them, wanting to save face for himself.

Jian Xingsui stopped in his tracks, turned around at the door, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Gu's gaze was piercing, and the president in his suit and tie had a cold expression, as if he were firing an employee: "If you leave this house today, you will no longer be a child of the Jian family, nor will you be my brother, Jian Gu. From now on, An Ran will be the young master of the Jian family. I hope you will not use the Jian family's name to do evil again, and will behave yourself."

Jian Xingsui: "Are you done talking?"

Jian Gu felt like he had punched cotton. He was a bit arrogant and usually a chauvinist. He felt frustrated that he hadn't been able to thoroughly reprimand Jian Xingsui, but he was helpless. He could only add at the end, "You better do it, or I won't care about our past relationship anymore."

Jian Xingsui spoke up: "You're not even considering our relationship now."

Jian Gu: "..."

A mocking smile appeared in Jian Xingsui's eyes as she waved at him, "Bye-bye."

After finally leaving the Jian family mansion, the fresh air outside made Jian Xingsui feel much better. It seemed that everyone in that mansion harbored a deep-seated malice towards him, an malice that made it hard to breathe. However, after he came out, he soon found himself in a difficult situation—where were his biological parents? Everyone was telling him to go back to his biological parents immediately, but the question was, where were those two people?

In his past life, he never went back. He stayed behind, endlessly entangled with An Ran. After receiving the check, he went to stay at a hotel, completely ignoring his so-called biological parents and never going back. Even when they met later, they always arranged to meet at some restaurant. Now, things are really messed up; he doesn't even know the address.

Jian Xingsui subconsciously reached into her pocket, and to her surprise, there was something there: "A note?"

This is a piece of paper that looks like it's been crumpled up. It has an address written on it, which should be the address of the biological parents. It was probably given to him by someone before and then just put away carelessly.

Jian Xingsui sighed: "Thank goodness..."

Having just been reborn, Jian Xingsui has come to terms with many things and is now willing to try more.

He never took any money in his life, so he had nowhere to go. Perhaps meeting his so-called biological parents would lead to a different outcome.

Looking at the three-kilometer walk, Jian Xingsui sighed, "I should have accepted the check. At least we could stay at a hotel tonight."

...

Fortunately, this body is not as haggard as it was when he died in his previous life, and he doesn't get so tired even after walking a long distance.

The biological parents lived in a small town street. After leaving the wealthy area of ​​the Jian family, this old town gradually became more down-to-earth, with people coming and going on electric bikes and tricycles, and vendors hawking seasonal fruits on the roadside.

Jian Xingsui found it quite lively.

Following the address on the note, he arrived at a small shop. His biological parents ran a small business, apparently selling rice cakes, but for some reason, it was closed today. After thinking for a moment, he found a chair at the shop entrance and sat down to wait for them.

Many passersby cast curious glances at them. As the sun began to set, a couple finally walked hand in hand from the end of the intersection. As they walked, they talked, saying, "Ranran was really frightened. It breaks my heart to see her like this."

The man said, "That kid from the Jian family is really lawless. Look how scared he scared Ranran."

The woman sighed, looking very sad: "Our poor Ranran, the thought of him not living at home anymore and rarely seeing him makes my heart feel like it's being cut by a knife."

The man quickly comforted her: "Don't be too sad. No matter whether Ranran lives with us in the future or not, in our hearts, he will always be our child, and our affection will never change."

The woman was somewhat relieved and nodded.

Sitting at the shop entrance, Jian Xingsui met the two men in this situation.

The couple were stunned at first, then they reacted and pointed at Jian Xingsui in disbelief, saying, "You, how did you get here?"

Jian Xingsui was somewhat puzzled. He asked in return, "Shouldn't I have come?"

Logically speaking, wasn't he their biological child? This couple's reaction was so inexplicable and frustrating. He had still harbored some illusions before coming, but now his heart sank.

The woman was still somewhat shocked, but the man spoke first: "You must be Sui Sui."

Jian Xingsui nodded.

Upon seeing their biological child, the couple didn't seem particularly excited, but it wasn't exactly resistance either; rather, they seemed somewhat awkward and unsure how to interact with each other.

When the man opened the door, the woman said to Jian Xingsui, "My name is Zhang Xia, and this is Zhang Xiangyang. We run a shop, and our home is right above this shop, you know that, right?"

Jian Xingsui didn't actually know, but she nodded and said, "I know."

The door opened, and Zhang Xia said somewhat awkwardly, "Then come in."

The shop does indeed sell rice cakes, and there are many tools for steaming and making rice cakes on display, but they are all well-organized, and the environment looks clean and refreshing.

Zhang Xiangyang walked ahead and introduced, "Our family only has this small shop, it can't compare to the Jian family's, I don't know if you'll be used to staying here."

Jian Xingsui replied, "It's okay, it's quite clean, it's already very good."

Zhang Xia was somewhat surprised after hearing this. She used to think that Jian Xingsui was too disobedient, a spoiled young master with a bad temper. Although he was her own child, they had never lived together and had no feelings for each other, so she was somewhat resistant to him. But she didn't expect that from the moment he entered the door, he would take the initiative to change his shoes, and now he seems to be very polite.

She smiled and said, "I'm glad you don't mind. It's definitely clean. Ranran is such a diligent child; she often helps us with chores. She's very sensible."

Jian Xingsui nodded thoughtfully.

The protagonist is the protagonist; he is welcomed and loved wherever he goes. He must possess many excellent qualities, which is undeniable and worthy of emulation.

Zhang Xiangyang coughed lightly and said, "Well, Xing Sui, you can stay in this room."

Jian Xingsui walked over, and the door opened. This should be a study. There was a tatami bed inside, and a tall bookshelf on the opposite wall. There was a table under the only window in the room. This room was obviously not for permanent residents. It was a bit small and did not face the sun. Compared to her own room or the mansion she lived in before her rebirth, it was very shabby.

However, Jian Xingsui didn't seem to care much about that. He turned around and glanced at the room next door: "Is this your room?"

Zhang Xiangyang replied, "No, that's Ranran's room."

Jian Xingsui glanced at Zhang Xiangyang indifferently. Although she didn't say anything, that indifferent glance contained too much, making people feel inexplicably uneasy.

Zhang Xia, who was behind her, explained somewhat awkwardly, "Well, Ranran just moved out these past two days, so there are still a lot of things in the house that she hasn't taken out yet, which is why it's not convenient for you to move in. You can move in after everything is settled."

Jian Xingsui curled her lips into a cold laugh: "Why can't we take it out now and put it in the study, pack it up, and wait for him to come back so we can get it together? That would be more convenient."

Zhang Xia and Zhang Xiangyang exchanged a glance, but could not say a word.

Finally, Zhang Xiangyang explained, "Ranran has a lot of trinkets, some of which are quite valuable. We can't just touch them carelessly, for fear of breaking them. Xingsui, you're from a wealthy family, so you should know more about this than we do, right?"

Jian Xingsui smiled, the emotion in his eyes gradually fading, and entered the room, leaving only a faint "Whatever."