Yes, Yin Chengjue has been reborn.
He was reborn ten years ago, when he was twenty-four years old.
At this time, he had only recently joined the Yin Group. Since his father, Feng Chengda, was the president of the Yin Group and his mother, Yin He, was the largest shareholder of the Yin Group, he naturally assumed the position of general manager of an entertainment company under the Yin Group.
And naturally, it was not favored by everyone.
Nepotism is bound to attract criticism, even though Yin Chengjue was full of enthusiasm at the time and always thought he could make a name for himself with his own abilities and gain the recognition of everyone in the company.
Yin Chengjue reached for the water glass on the bedside table, gulped down several mouthfuls of water, and tried to wash away the fishy, sour taste in his mouth.
The balcony door was not closed, and the night breeze lifted the half-closed curtain, the cool air brushing against Yin Chengjue's face, which also made Yin Chengjue completely awake.
He glanced at his phone; it was only 4:30.
Yin Chengjue turned on the bedside lamp, staggered into the bathroom, splashed his face hard under the tap, and then quietly examined the dripping water on his face in the mirror.
This is the third day since he was reborn after his death, and even now, he still finds it hard to believe.
He even began to wonder if he was having a very long dream, a dream in which he had lived for ten years and was only now waking up. Or perhaps he was dreaming, and in reality, he had become a bedridden, vegetative state patient because of the car accident.
Yin Chengjue raised his wrist and looked at the countless teeth marks on it—those were his own bites, and he was certain that each bite hurt a lot.
Yin Chengjue took a deep breath, suddenly raised his hand, clenched his fist, and slammed it hard onto the mirror!
"Bang!"
The mirror shattered instantly, revealing spiderweb-like cracks that also reflected Yin Chengjue's fragmented face.
A broken smile slowly crept onto his face.
"Hehehe... Hahahaha..."
Yin Chengjue suddenly burst into laughter, his dark eyes flashing with an unusually dazzling light, revealing his madness.
"Mingqian...we'll see!"
Yin Chengjue turned on his computer and found that the email he had sent to his mother three days ago had finally received a reply.
At this time, Yin He was attending a collection auction abroad and also had to discuss business cooperation. Her schedule was packed. As soon as Yin Chengjue was reborn, he sent her a message and only received one sentence: Baby, Mommy doesn't have time right now. I'll talk to you when I have time. I'll bring you a gift when I get back, mwah!
Yin Chengjue was only trying to confirm Yin He's safety. Seeing that she replied to his message put his mind at ease. However, thinking about what might happen ten years later, Yin Chengjue couldn't help but remind Yin He to call or email him whenever she had time.
Upon seeing Yin He's reply to the email, Yin Chengjue immediately typed a string of words and sent it over.
Less than two minutes after the message was sent, Yin Chengjue's phone rang; it was Yin He calling.
Yin Chengjue wasn't surprised. He raised his hand and pressed the answer button: "Mom."
"Honey, what's wrong? Why do you want me to divorce your dad?" Yin He's tone was tinged with helplessness and doting: "Did your grandpa say something inappropriate to you again?"
Yin He was determined to marry Feng Chengda back then, but Feng Chengda was a poor young man with no background and no money, so he naturally did not gain the approval of the Yin family.
For this, Yin He even had a falling out with her father. Later, some things happened before her grandfather agreed to let them be together, but on the condition that Feng Chengda marry into the family.
Even so, Grandpa Yin still looked down on Feng Chengda, always feeling that Feng Chengda didn't really like his daughter, but only had his eye on the Yin Group.
So when Yin He saw her son's email asking her to divorce Feng Chengda, her first reaction was that her father had spoken ill of Feng Chengda, and her son had taken it seriously.
Yin Chengjue gripped his phone tightly, trying to suppress the anger in his heart that seemed to want to burn Feng Chengda to ashes, and said, "It has nothing to do with Grandpa. It was my own decision. It's hard to explain over the phone. When you come back, I'll show you some things, and you'll understand."
Yin Henan rarely heard her son speak in such a serious tone. She paused for a moment, but finally agreed, "Okay, baby."
After hanging up the phone, Yin Chengjue breathed a sigh of relief, opened Weibo, and searched for an official account based on his memory.
Unlike the previous three days, this time, he finally found the official Weibo account.
Clearly, this official Weibo account was only registered a few hours ago, and it had less than a hundred followers. However, Yin Chengjue knew that tomorrow, this official account would post several sets of pictures, and then buy trending topics to widely publicize the talent show they were going to promote.
Mingqian debuted through this talent show.
Yin Chengjue wanted to see if Ming Qian could still thrive in the entertainment industry without his support.
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