"If it weren't for the fact that your temperature is still abnormal, I would have thrown you out."

Shi Jinzhe retorted, "I'm trying to use my skills to heal myself. Didn't I just say I've been practicing?"

"Then don't even think about kissing me until you become immune to Venom."

"I can't control myself," Shi Jinzhe joked. "Why don't you cover your mouth with a black cloth too?"

Shehe admired this person, but before she could speak, Shi Jinzhe laughed inexplicably, as if he had thought of something funny.

What are you laughing at?

“If you really do that, I feel like I’ll look like a kidnapper who forced you, and I’ll feel too guilty. I might not be able to do it.”

Shekh calmly retorted, "You're not even human anymore, saying things like that."

"It wasn't to begin with, so it doesn't matter."

Shi Jinzhe refused to let go of her and insisted on walking out with Shehe like this.

The two of them walked out of the amusement park gate, pulling and tugging at each other, and got into the car to go home.

Shi Jinzhe got into the car, told the driver to drive, and then took out his phone to see that the photos he had posted that evening had already received many likes.

Returning to his friends list, Shi Jinzhe found several messages sent to him by Chi Yu, which he clicked to view.

Chi Yu: [Dude, you're really something. A 40-minute fireworks show. I told that group of people that you set it off, but they didn't believe me and insisted that I was lying.]

Some people are saying I'm using you as a cover, that I'm actually planting a seed for someone else, saying you disdain hanging out with us, and that I'm the least likely to be exposed.

Chi Yu's words were relayed skillfully. Some people said he was aloof, and along with the words came two long screenshots, which were Chi Yu's fan-shaped reserve.

Click on the original image to browse through it.

Sheikh, curious, watched along and said, "Slow down."

"It's all just empty talk."

The reason why those people didn't believe it was simple: some thought he was going to propose, but they hadn't heard anything about it and thought it was ridiculous.

Some people think that he probably won't last long with Sheikh and won't waste time doing these things; it's not like him to put so much effort into it.

Shi Jin wrote down the two names that were used to refer to Shehe as "blind men," and replied to Chi Yu: "[I put them there, it wasn't a proposal. She can put them there whenever she wants; I don't need to do it myself. She can put them there whenever she wants.]"

The fireworks project can be handled with a single sentence; everything from planning to execution will be done. It's something that can be done with money, it's not difficult, and it's not worth mentioning.

If he earns only 5,000 yuan a month and his life is consumed by daily necessities, yet he still does something far beyond his capabilities, then it's worth discussing.

Chi Yu: [Maybe it's because you don't show up often. These people haven't seen you in ages, so they're curious.]

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. The Cheng family had so many problems, but as soon as you took over, all the collaborations went smoothly. Some people are jealous, so of course they can only make a few comments about it.

Shi Jinzhe: [I understand. Reserve officers are too idle. They'll be busy when they take over the company from their elders in their fifties or sixties, experiencing both joy and sorrow.]

Chi Yu: [...]

Isn't this a blatant denial of those two good-for-nothings who said Shekh was blind?

Shi Jinzhe replied again: "[Take a screenshot and post this chat log for me.]" Then she handed her phone to Shehe so she could look at it at her leisure.

After reading his chat history with Chi Yu, Shekh said, "They're jealous of you."

"They're so jealous of me."

"But aren't they also very rich?"

“All my money is now between you and me, they’re not good enough.” Shi Jinzhe tapped a few times on his phone and directed Shehe to a website.

Shekh looked at the white logo with purple accents that matched the design on his earrings. "Is this the new logo?"

"It's the group's logo. This company has nothing to do with the Cheng family anymore. We've dismantled or sold off the subsidiaries that could be revitalized. I've drastically transformed the entire Cheng family into my own, inside and out, from the name to the logo. So you really don't need to worry about me spending all the money."

Even after he did this, many people probably cursed him behind his back for being ungrateful.

Everyone says that the Cheng family raised him for so long, but now they've finally shown their true colors, saying that Cheng Yun raised a heartless ingrate who would embezzle the family fortune. There are even some speculations about the cause of death of the three members of the Cheng family.

But the police couldn't find any evidence of murder, so no matter how much they said he was the rightful heir, it was all fine.

Shi Jinzhe didn't bother to explain such things. After Cheng Yun's death, all the things he did and the scandals that broke out at the Cheng family company seemed to have never happened. Everyone said that the dead should be respected, but in private they were all thinking about how to dismantle him.

But no matter how many times these mannequins cursed him behind his back, they all had to come and smile politely in the end.

Luck is on his side; money is flowing into his pocket. If he doesn't actively give away any of it, some people's market share will be squeezed out sooner or later.

Shi Jinzhe glanced at Shehe, who was using his phone to like Chi Yu's post. Shehe was slumped over in a relaxed posture, with his legs on the car seat, almost lying down.

Do you think you have a lucky fate for your husband?

Sheh looked up. "Skills are all calamities. How could I possibly have the destiny to bring good fortune to my husband?"

"If not, how do I explain it?"

“Don’t you have your parents?” Sheh nestled in his arms. “They paved the way for you. I was just an accident.”

Without Mu Bai, Shi Jinzhe wouldn't survive, nor could the cheater's identity be removed.

Without Bai Weishuang, he couldn't obtain the lucky willow branch, nor the key connected to her, to awaken her.

"It's different. They have their merits, and you have yours. You can't deny that."

Shi Jin folded his fingers and touched her chin, lifting it slightly. Through the ribbon, he looked directly into her purple eyes: "If Fu Sheng can heal the soul, then my mother still has a glimmer of hope. If I can find her soul, I will find a way to reunite them."

“That’s good,” Shekh said. “I’ll help you find her.”

If Bai Weishuang's soul truly still exists.

Shi Jinzhe: "Once I find him, I will try my best to cure my father. However, they haven't seen each other for many years and must miss each other very much. I don't want to be a third wheel."

They haven't seen each other since he was born, almost thirty years have passed, they should have a proper reunion.

Stopping his idyllic daydreams, Shi Jinzhe steered the conversation back to reality: "So I won't be the one who stays with them the longest. You can't leave me too lonely, so you'll have to keep me company."

"so?"

Shekh waited for his next words, wondering what other tricks he could come up with.

"So I was right, you bring me good fortune, you're destined to be a lucky wife."

We all wish you good fortune.

"Yes, that's right."

"Isn't this just a three-for-one deal?"

Shi Jinzhe was amused by this statement, "Strictly speaking, that's true, but I'm the youngest, so please let me have a turn."