Snowflakes began to fall outside the window; this was H country's first snowfall of the year.

Chen Ye sat by the window watching the falling snowflakes, feeling restless.

The Foolish System: 'Learn to be smart. Just think of yourself as this snowflake. Once it lands, it'll be trampled by thousands, turning into a pile of mud in no time. You have to play along in every world, otherwise you can't continue.'

Shen Ye was speechless. What was the system thinking? He was just trying to figure out how to get information out of him, and it thought he didn't want to sell his ass anymore?

Shen Ye ignored it and looked up at the tranquil sky.

Park Ji-shin entered at some point, embraced Shen Ye from behind, and said to him, "You will always be the first snow in my heart, slightly cool like you, gently warm like you."

After composing herself, she turned around and hugged Park Ji-shin's waist, tilted her head back, and smiled slightly, a smile like a night-blooming cereus blooming in the dark night.

In that instant, Park Ji-shin was captivated by the stunning face in his arms.

"Zhichen."

This was the first time that Shen Ye and the original owner had called him by his name. Before, Shen Ye had always called him "team leader," while the original owner had called him "brother."

"Yes, I'm here."

"I heard that you have something you cherish very much, and I'm a little jealous and unhappy. Can you tell me what it is? Otherwise, I'll feel bad all afternoon," Shen Ye said softly, sounding guilty.

"Guess?" Park Ji-shin looked at Shen Ye with an ambiguous gaze.

"I won't guess, I want you to tell me yourself."

Park Ji-shin sighed and hugged Shen Ye even tighter. "It's you."

"Stop joking, I'm serious."

Upon hearing this, Park Ji-shin chuckled and raised an eyebrow at Shen Ye, "Seriously, I'm not telling you."

This guy is really hard to get information out of!

Suddenly, Park Ji-shin's gaze towards Shen Ye became somewhat complicated, as if he were weighing something. After a long while, he moved his thin lips and said, "Come on, change your clothes. I'll take you somewhere."

Park Ji-shin fastened Shen Ye's seatbelt before getting into the driver's seat and starting the car.

The car started and headed towards the outskirts of the city. Shen Ye asked, puzzled, "Where are we going?"

You'll know when you get there.

Park Ji-chen refused to talk about it, and Shen Ye didn't press him. He knew Park Ji-chen well; if he didn't want to talk, you could ask him to death and he still wouldn't say.

After driving for about half an hour, the car slowly entered a quiet area, and Shen Ye had no idea where this place was.

As soon as the car was turned off, Shen Ye turned his head to look out. When he saw the two large characters hanging high outside the house, his heart tightened and his body involuntarily tensed up.

This is the Park House! How can there be two Park Houses?

"This is the old Park residence. Only my father lives here. My three brothers and I usually come back once a week." As if seeing through Shen Ye's thoughts, Park Ji-shin explained, while also squinting to observe the expression on Shen Ye's face.

"Oh, then why did you bring me here?"

The night was filled with a sense of tranquility and antiquity, and a feeling of solemnity!

While Shen Ye's body stiffened and his mind went blank, Park Ji-shin had already gotten out of the car. He walked to the passenger side, opened the door, and gentlemanly extended his hand to Shen Ye.

"Come down."

"Can I not go in?" Shen Ye's voice trembled, afraid that he would not act well and be seen through by Park Chan-joon.

"No, Dad already knows about you. He insists I bring you back to see him. I don't think you don't know that my fourth brother looks exactly like you, so he..."