Because Chen Rou was almost exactly the same as the original owner of this body in terms of food tastes and various hobbies, and coincidentally, she was born on the same day the original owner died, she had more than once wondered if the original owner was her past life.
If that's the case, it proves that she shares a soul with the original owner, so she shouldn't be born again in this life. Verifying this isn't difficult; once Nie Zhao's safety is confirmed, she will return to Shenzhen to find her mother.
Everything will be clear then.
She had even planned how to greet her mother, who was the same age as her, when she met her.
But Chen Rou did not want to be the original body.
First of all, the original owner of this body was very pitiful, having lived under the roof of others since childhood. Secondly, she was an incredibly kind and innocent girl, and also very outstanding, skilled in ballet and piano, and deeply in love with Nie Zhao. In Chen Rou's eyes, she was a completely independent individual.
She pitied the original owner of the body and also liked her.
In this situation, she would feel despicable if she were to have intimate relations with the man the original owner loved.
She was also at fault for what happened earlier, so she wanted to pretend that nothing had happened.
If Nie Zhao had pretended nothing had happened, that would have been fine, but how could he have the nerve to say "continue"? How could he even say that?
Chen Rou's clenched fists cracked as the elevator doors opened, but Nie Zhao didn't get off. Instead, he pressed the close button, as if to say he was pushing his luck and wanted to go to her bedroom. She clenched her fists again, thinking to herself, "Is he really not afraid of getting beaten up?"
If it weren't for his sallow complexion and skinny frame, Chen Rou would have given him an uppercut.
She patiently brushed his hand away, pressed the door button, and said sternly, "Go and get some rest."
The elevator doors closed and opened again. Nie Zhao pressed the close button and asked, "Are you afraid I'll go to your room?"
“You must be hungry too, I’m hungry too. I just want to go to the flower shop with you for a late-night snack, you…” He turned around and blocked the button as Chen Rou pressed the door open button again: “You dare to kill people, but you’re not afraid to come to the flower shop with me, are you?”
Chen Rou has a naturally strong aggressive personality, which is why she can be an excellent soldier.
But as the superior said, people with strong offensive capabilities are easily provoked, which is why the ancients had the idea of using provocation.
She was about to blurt out: "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
But when she looked up and met Nie Zhao's eyes, she instantly understood that he was using reverse psychology on her.
He is a successful businessman.
Successful businesspeople are adept at reading people's expressions and understanding their hearts; this is a subtle and effective strategy.
I don't know if he has any other illnesses, but his face is sallow and he looks so weak that he's practically defenseless. You can't hit him or touch him like that, yet he's standing like a little dog on a pile of dung, pretending to be a big dog.
Chen Rou felt both annoyed and amused, and pushed him, saying, "It's late, go and rest..."
Nie Zhao reached out and pulled them together, and the two started flirting.
Chen Rou's patience had run out. After estimating her strength, she only dared to use a fraction of it to poke his nose.
But just then, a figure flashed by, and another person appeared in the elevator: "Uncle, Madam?"
Chen Rou pushed Nie Zhao aside and looked at the newcomer: "Nie Jiayu, how did you get back?"
“Little sister, it’s the weekend now. Uncle Ming sent someone to pick me up.” Nie Jiayu said, pressing the door open: “Uncle, Xiao Kuangzai and Uncle Ming are still waiting for you. They said they need to confirm the details of tomorrow’s surgery. By the way, let’s go to the hospital together tomorrow. Uncle Ming said there aren’t enough people and I can’t go to the hospital alone.”
Nie Zhao had obviously just remembered that he had something to do and turned to leave, but Chen Rou asked, "What kind of surgery?"
Just as Nie Jiayu was about to say something, Nie Zhao interrupted, "Jiayu, come here, I have something to tell you."
“I’ve been waiting for Xi Niang for a long time, and we both live upstairs. I want to go upstairs with her.” Nie Jiayu said reluctantly.
Nie Zhao said calmly, "I'll increase your allowance."
He then said to Chen Rou, "It's just a minor surgery. Go and rest. You can rest tomorrow too. You don't need to go to the hospital."
"Goodbye, little sister. Let's talk again tomorrow morning." Nie Jiayu said as she darted out of the elevator, behaving like a baby.
Chen Rou assumed that Nie Zhao was going to have surgery on his collarbone, so she didn't ask any more questions and went upstairs.
As the elevator doors closed, Nie Zhao asked Nie Jiayu, "Do you want to go to the hospital to see your grandfather tomorrow?"
“And my second uncle, and Aunt Mei, I heard they’re both sick, and I want to go see them,” Nie Jiayu said.
Nie Yao and Mei Lu are two living, breathing people. To outsiders, they can say that they are sick. At home, Nie Han won't say anything, and the servants have all kept quiet. But Nie Jiayu, as well as the Nie family's relatives and close friends, all need to give an explanation.
Otherwise, if they give false information when asked by the media, paparazzi will follow them and take pictures, which could cause trouble.
As Nie Zhao walked, he said, "Of course you can, but I don't know where your second uncle and Madam Mei are. You'll have to ask your grandfather. When you get to the hospital tomorrow morning, go and ask your grandfather where they are."
Nie Jiayu felt that his uncle's words were a bit strange, but he didn't think much of it. He was still a young boy who loved money, and he was more concerned about his allowance: "Uncle, how much does your allowance increase each month? I want to buy a new computer."
He doesn't just enjoy playing with computers; he collects them. Whenever a new computer comes out on the market, he buys it as soon as possible.
Nie Zhao didn't answer that question, but instead asked, "What surgery do I have tomorrow?"
“I have hemorrhoids too, but Kuang said I don’t need surgery, just to keep using the medication,” Nie Jiayu said.
Uncle Ming just came out of the small hall, so Nie Zhao stopped wasting words with Nie Jiayu and went straight into the bedroom. He waited for Uncle Ming to come in before saying, "Uncle Ming, I don't want Arou to know that I... I'll get some money and shut Jiayu up."
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