The original owner then realized that he was nothing but a clown, a toy for some rich young masters to amuse themselves. Yu Mochi didn't like him at all, and the bet was all a lie...

His sincerity and self-esteem were crushed by a group of rich kids.

These things were not enough to completely break him down.

The last straw that broke the camel's back was his little sister.

The younger sister was unaware that this was a kidnapping 'game'.

The child was scared and climbed to the roof.

During his escape, he lost his footing and fell from the building, dying instantly.

Yu Mochi had power and influence, so the matter was directly suppressed.

Perhaps they felt guilty for taking a life.

They used Nan's mother, who was still undergoing chemotherapy, to threaten the original owner.

The original owner had no choice but to endure it.

But with her younger sister gone, the bond between mother and daughter was strong. Even though the original owner lied to her mother that her sister had been sent abroad by Yu Mochi, Nan's mother still guessed what was going on, and her condition worsened.

He eventually passed away.

The original owner wanted to kill Yu Mochi.

Without power or influence, how could one possibly contend with a wealthy young master who has connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds?

That feeling of helplessness when your enemy is right in front of you.

It wore down his fighting spirit.

He wanted to seek justice, but the Yu family held absolute power.

He wanted to kill Yu Mochi, but he couldn't even see his face.

Reality was too cruel. The already broken family had no hope left. He was in a daze, and his mild autism gradually turned into severe depression. Later, he jumped to his death.

There is no crematorium for scumbags in the world.

He treated the original owner of the body as a plaything.

Even if you have a little bit of affection, you can find countless substitutes; why bother with someone who doesn't understand romance?

Upon seeing something more to their liking, they completely forgot about the original owner.

Expecting a rotten cucumber to be affectionate is less reliable than guessing when a meteorite will hit the earth.

The original owner died, and the system rewound time.

In exchange, the tasker helps the original owner stay away from the scumbag and cherish life; if there's a chance, they can also teach the scumbag a lesson.

The original owner offered his body to the mission taker.

The system reduces their prison terms by extracting energy from the world.

Another task is to stay away from scumbags, but some necessary plot points also need to be completed.

For example, Yu Mochi would use him as a bet.

Since they've made a bet on him, they have to meet. And if they do meet, Nan Yu has to go out and 'accidentally' bump into him.

The reason why Nan Yu has not left the house for so long is largely due to the system. Unlike ordinary systems, it is a golden turtle that spits out money as soon as it speaks, and it is uncontrollable.

There are gambling debts, medical expenses, and my sister's tuition fees.

Once the turtle opens its mouth, there's no way to spend all the money.

With no shortage of money and no pressure, Nan Yu naturally didn't want to go out.

The system could certainly shut up, but this plane is special. If it doesn't speak, the host will have no money, and his soul will be affected by the original owner, possibly leading him down the same path as the original owner.

But when it spoke, Yu Yu became even more adorable.

Yu Yu has money, so he doesn't go out.

Over time, this creates a vicious cycle.

In fact, Nan Yu's symptoms don't quite match those of autism; they seem more like severe social anxiety. As long as she doesn't interact with people or hear noisy sounds, she seems perfectly normal.

The golden turtle tried to shut up.

Nan Yu had no money and had to go out.

I applied for five jobs, but no matter how good-looking I was, I couldn't do any of them.

The boss will also fire them directly.

His last job was as a kitchen helper at a restaurant. That day, he was supposed to be the last one to finish up, but a senior employee had something to do and asked to switch with him.

Nan Yu is afraid of others communicating with her every day.

When the long-time employee suggested a change, he immediately agreed.

He didn't want the other person to waste time arguing with him.

The next day, a customer ate diarrhea and was reported. The health bureau shut down the shop, and the old employee blamed him for it.

Even if you're socially awkward and introverted, you can't just let dirty water be thrown at you.

He rushed into traffic to commit suicide, to prove his innocence.

It almost scared Jin Wangba and the store manager to death.

If they were really hit by a car, it wouldn't just be a matter of deducting their wages; if it escalated, they would have to pay for medical expenses. In the end, the store manager fired their entire group.

The system was terrified.

Baba spoke as if she didn't dare to breathe.

Nan Yu's mind was filled with the constant notification sound of her bank card balance increasing: "Your card number xxx has received 100,000 yuan, your... 200,000 yuan, your... 10 million yuan..."

The mechanical announcement in my head didn't even have time to finish a single sentence before it was bombarded by the subsequent payment notification, and in the end, all I could make out was "you you you you..."

Nan Yu was still hit.

Fortunately, the other party braked in time.

It's just a superficial injury.

When he got up, he met the gaze of a boy in a school uniform across the street. He hated and was afraid of being stared at, so he pretended to be a quail and hid.

The driver was going to take him to the hospital.

Nan Yu ran away.

Later I went home.

It's been a year, and I haven't left the house since.

His mother is cared for by a hospital caregiver, and his sister and uncle are also looking after her. He only needs to send money regularly.

Jin Wangba is currently speaking very frequently.

Because it had to persuade Nanyu to go out.

It's been a year, and it'll be almost jade-like.

"Brother, I'm done showering, and I've cleaned the bathroom for you too."

Pei Ji called towards the bedroom with a towel in hand. His hair was wet and hanging down his forehead. He wasn't wearing glasses, which made his youthful features stand out. Combined with his height of at least 1.9 meters, he was stunning and captivating.

She spent a long time figuring out her little trick in front of the bathroom mirror.

He even deliberately wore an old man's shirt and casually sprinkled some water on it, revealing his abs. Whether in terms of height, appearance, or figure, he was impeccably perfect.

Hearing the unfamiliar yet familiar voice, Nan Yu hugged herself tightly in the corner, her throat feeling as if it were being choked, unable to utter a single word.

I just want Pei Ji to leave as soon as possible.

Pei Ji didn't stay long; he knew Nan Yu had a serious mental illness.

Patients cannot be treated with stalking, kidnapping, or threats. No matter how much Pei Ji is concerned, he wouldn't dare do anything to Nan Yu's face, much less cause him any stress.

I heard the door close.

Nan Yu remained huddled in the corner.

He hugged his legs with his arms and buried his head in his knees.

I was starving until late at night.

The golden turtle was sleepy, since it didn't need to eat anyway.

Climbing up to Nan Yu, it stretched out its turtle head and said:

[Letting someone in today is progress. Keep it up tomorrow, host. Turtle's going to sleep now.]

Nan Yu sighed as she recovered.

She slowly got up, leaning against the wall, and went to open the door in her slippers. The central air conditioning was on 24 hours a day, and every corner was cool and refreshing. Nan Yu put on a light jacket and went to the kitchen.

Turn on the lights.

I stood in front of the refrigerator, silent for a while before opening it. It was too late, and I didn't want to cook. I still had some dumplings left, so I cooked a few.

Influenced by the original owner, he became withdrawn and autistic. As long as he didn't come into contact with outsiders, his condition was relatively good, and he could take care of himself normally. He just didn't talk much.

The dumplings are cooked and are being served.

My body went numb, and my hand trembled slightly.

The boiling soup spilled and splashed onto my calves, making my hands shake even more violently. I reflexively dodged, and it wasn't a big problem on its own, but for some reason, the pot tipped over without any external force touching it.

There was half a pot of hot water inside.

The entire foot of the jade was scalded.

Nan Yu cried out in pain. Pei Ji saw on the monitor that Xiao Yu was burned. He threw away the apple in his hand, jumped up from his seat, and the chair moved with a creak.

The boy strode downstairs.

Go knock on the door next door.