Qiao Huiyun, now in a clear-headed state, said, "I am..."

“You’re not,” Shi Jinzhe interrupted her.

Qiao Huiyun knew who she was. She felt sorry for Cheng Youan, so she used the method of abandoning him to divert her guilt for her infidelity. She was the one who suggested that he leave, but then she thought of replacing Cheng Youan herself.

Her madness is only directed at others; she herself is never harmed. When she's in a good mood, she's a normal person; when she's in a bad mood, she has an episode.

Like now, she's so agitated she feels dizzy, as if she's the only one who's been hurt.

Shi Jin didn't move an inch, but Shehe helped Qiao Huiyun who was about to fall, and they met her raised eyes.

"Take him to see it."

Qiao Huiyun was terrified when words that didn't reflect her true feelings were spoken, but she couldn't control her body at all.

The system in Shekh's head screamed wildly, telling her to stop immediately.

Qiao Huiyun was still being controlled to speak, "I'm feeling much better now, you can take them there."

Cheng Yun had no choice but to have someone take her back to her room.

When Qiao Huiyun reached a place that was almost beyond Shehe's control range, she made Qiao Huiyun bang her head against the wall, causing her to faint.

Anyway, he's a mentally ill person, so it's normal for him to suddenly have an attack.

Sheh regained control, his legs went weak, and he almost fell over.

I didn’t expect that controlling someone in the original world would consume so much energy; those two minutes almost drained her dry.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Shi Jinzhe quickly put his arm around her, looking very worried.

In the original world, all skills and items were locked and prohibited from use to prevent accidents, but Qiao Huiyun's performance just now clearly showed that Sher was in control.

"I'm not upset, I was just scared."

Cheng Yun, who was leading the way, paused.

Shi Jinzhe remained silent, then mouthed to her, "Is this an act? Or is it real?"

If it was acting, then she was being incredibly dedicated; if it was real...

Anyway, it seems like no matter which one it is, it's all for him.

Shekh: [Really.]

She liked the house a bit and wanted Cheng Yun to get to the point quickly; she didn't want to be a bystander watching that family drama unfold.

The suddenly intensified, strange fragrance entered his nostrils, and Sheh's legs went weak again. Even using Shi Jinzhe's body for support couldn't stop him from staggering.

She was pulled along by Shi Jinzhe for a couple of steps, and then he picked her up in one go.

Cheng Yun walked ahead and pushed open the door to the study.

"Come in." He fiddled with the projector for a few moments and then turned it on: "It's a short surveillance video."

The video, which is only 7 seconds long and is from more than 20 years ago, is very blurry. It took several replays to confirm that it was a woman pressing a willow twig into a swaddling cloth.

The woman holding him only showed her profile, stroked his face once, and left without looking back.

After playing the video a few more times, Shi Jinzhe asked Cheng Yun with certainty, "You've seen this woman before, haven't you?"

Since he has this video, isn't it easy for him to find someone?

And that willow branch, it's already been planted in the orphanage's backyard, why did Cheng Yun take it away? Is a small branch really necessary?

Most importantly, if it was an insignificant person, why would they leave this surveillance video and place it on their desktop, which is very convenient for Cheng Yun to open and watch?

Shi Jinzhe thought for a moment, then immediately pulled back the curtains in the study and opened the window to look at the willow tree in the garden.

Even without leaves, a willow tree that is over twenty years old has a very large crown.

Do you know her?

"I don't know her, we met once." The information asymmetry prevented Cheng Yun from realizing the seriousness of the matter. "It was almost thirty years ago, at my wedding with Qiao Huiyun."

She was a very beautiful woman, but she was also a bit eccentric, which left a deep impression on me.

At the time, no one was optimistic about his marriage to Qiao Huiyun.

Marrying a pampered heiress who's on her last legs is more like the Cheng family doing charity. Only this woman says that Miss Qiao is powerful, and if the Cheng family does more good deeds, they'll definitely prosper in the future.

Everyone likes to hear nice things, so he was deeply impressed by this woman.

A few years after their marriage, Cheng Yun realized that this was not just a simple blessing; the Cheng family seemed to have encountered great fortune, and everything they did went smoothly.

This smooth sailing continued until the tenth year of his marriage, when Cheng Youan was abducted by a rival, and Qiao Huiyun's mental health began to decline.

Ignoring Shi Jinzhe's unpleasant expression, Cheng Yun preemptively said, "She was the one who put you in the orphanage, not me. Even with this surveillance footage, do you think I can find someone like this?"

"I want to see that tree," Shekh said, not to Cheng Yun, but to Shi Jinzhe.

"I'll take you to see it."

Shi Jinzhe knew the place well and ignored Cheng Yun's call to stop. He entered the garden through the shortest path and came to the willow tree.

The drooping branches are almost touching the ground, and no other trees are planted around it to compete for nutrients, so this tree is well-nourished.

Shekh stepped over the fence, placed his hand on the rough bark, and the voice of the woman from his dream echoed in his mind again.

[This is the sixth time I've seen you. You're really not coming with me?]

After watching the surveillance video, the voice seemed to have found its owner, automatically matching that delicate face.

Do I look like a bad guy? You have to believe me.

[Those purple eyes are so unique and beautiful.]

[Don't cover it up, I'm fine.]

The willow branches swayed without wind, and Shekh's memories were abruptly halted.

She paused for a moment, grabbed Shi Jinzhe's hand, and bit down hard.

Blood flowed from the wound, her body swayed, and she pressed the broken hand she was holding onto the tree trunk.

“It’s something she left for you; you should take it back.”

"What should I do?"

Shekh: "I don't know."

Shi Jinzhe: "?"

Well, Shekh must have her reasons for making me do this.

Shekh pressed down hard on his palm. Since the object was broken by Shi Jin, it should have some reaction to seeing him bleeding so much.

Unless this woman is not his biological mother and does not love him.

That bite was very deep; the fresh blood from the severed branch seeped into the lines of his palm and quickly flowed into the folds of the tree bark.

Cheng Yun arrived in a hurry with his men, asking, "What are you doing?"

"Take my things back."

One blood transfusion wasn't enough, so Shi Jinzhe asked Shehe to take another bite. She waved her hand and handed Shi Jinzhe a pair of gardening shears that she had found somewhere.

She was about to faint from cravings if she took another bite.

Without wasting any time, he quickly grabbed the gardener's shears and slashed his palm hard.

The wound looked painful to behold, and those standing behind Cheng Yun wondered if this former young master had also gone mad.

His madness was much more stable than Cheng Youan's wailing and howling.

Cheng Yun tried to step forward to stop him, but another pair of sharp gardening shears grazed the tip of his shoe and suddenly plunged into the ground in front of him.

Shekh withdrew his hand: "What a pity."

Having the initiative taken away in his own home, Cheng Yun finally turned pale.

Shi Jinzhe cut his palm for the fourth time, and the blood flowed so much that Sheh felt heartbroken.

Just then, a strong wind rose from the ground in the garden, centered around the tall willow tree.

The expanding whirlwind forced those near the tree to retreat, and long, tough, withered willow branches danced in the wind, a whip lashing loudly across Cheng Yun's face.

A surge of immense power rushed into Shi Jinzhe's bleeding wound, nearly knocking him off his feet.

Blood flowed back, the wound stopped bleeding, and all the life force within the willow tree rushed into his body.

A moment later, a thin willow twig fell on him.

Shi Jinzhe picked up the willow branch, and a system announcement appeared in his mind.

Prop: [Blessed Willow Branch]

Effect: Willow branches formed from **skills** imbue the blessed person with all their good fortune, subtly altering their destiny.