CH 17

Strong chest, pleasant scent of perfume. And a certain familiar and comforting feeling tightly enveloping him.

Mu Qingyan lifted his head to see who had caught him, but the strength of the alcohol in his body was too much. He couldn’t see clearly and fell asleep directly.

The night wind rustled, causing the deep purple velvet robe on Mu Qingyan’s body to swell and make a rustling sound.

Although it wasn’t the weather of midwinter, the cold wind blowing on his face still felt like a sharp pain.

Mu Qingyan opened his eyes and found himself standing on the edge of the rooftop platform. If he took a small step forward, he would fall and shatter to pieces.

He tried to move back but couldn’t.

Where was he?

Mu Qingyan’s brain spun rapidly, and finally, he remembered. This building was where his husband Xing Hao and his mistress Xie Ming had their secret rendezvous. It was where he had been held captive by Xing Hao and Xie Ming after he caught them in their affair!

Since his parents died, he had been having all sorts of hallucinations. Xing Hao and Xie Ming had labeled him as a “mental patient,” and he had been under the constant surveillance of nurses and bodyguards, suffering in agony.

A mental patient… why would he be a mental patient…

Mu Qingyan’s headache was splitting.

His mind was in chaos, with the faces of Xing Hao and Xie Ming mocking him, making him angry and nauseous. He wanted to escape from this terrible world, he wanted to jump and end it all.

After all, he had nothing left.

In the eyes of others, he was just an incredibly ridiculous joke.

Mu Qingyan’s tears flowed uncontrollably, and he felt lost and helpless.

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly pushed him from behind!

Caught off guard, he fell off the building, without even a chance to scream. Memories flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern as he fell for dozens of seconds.

Xing Hao had inherited Mu Qingyan’s billions, and Xie Ming was nestled in his arms, counting Mu Qingyan’s money.

All his anger, all his resentment, surged up in his heart.

I don’t want to die!

I can’t die like this!

Mu Qingyan suddenly woke up from a nightmare, his forehead was sweating and he was breathing heavily. He stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling that the dream was too real and terrifying.

But then he thought, perhaps this was not a dream at all. It could be the system letting him experience the original owner’s ending firsthand.

Could it be that the original owner’s resentment and anger summoned him to transmigrate into the original owner’s body and seek revenge?

Or perhaps the transmigration system wanted him to write a different life story using the original owner’s identity?

Mu Qingyan felt that regardless of the reason, he had already transmigrated to replace the original owner, possessing all of the original owner’s memories and fully immersing himself in them.

However, he couldn’t help but wonder who was the one who pushed the original owner off the building?

Mu Qingyan opened his phone and located the part in the novel where the original owner jumped off the building. The author did not give too much description about the original owner’s jump, just a few simple sentences without mentioning whether someone pushed him from behind.

The main story of the original book was about the entangled and difficult-to-let-go love between Xing Hao and Xie Ming, so naturally, the author used the best words to describe them, only showing the fake and glamorous side of their lives to the readers.

Mu Qingyan knew that these two protagonists were actually scum.

His intuition told him that the hand that pushed the original owner off the building was either Xing Hao’s or Xie Ming’s. After all, in the original book, the original owner did not divorce Xing Hao, and he was the biggest beneficiary of the original owner’s death.

Mu Qingyan sat up on the bed and realized that he was in an unfamiliar bedroom, not his own in the real world, nor the original owner’s.

Could it be another transmigration?

Knock, knock, knock–

Someone knocked on the bedroom door.

Before Mu Qingyan could ask who it was, the door was opened and a housemaid in her thirties walked in.

The housemaid saw that Mu Qingyan was already out of bed and smiled at him, “Mr. Mu, you’re awake. I’ll inform the master right away.”

Which master? The one who caught me when I fell down yesterday? The one whose house I got drunk and slept over? Is it Shen Huai? But the guest room in Shen Huai’s house doesn’t look like this.

Could it be someone I don’t know? Wouldn’t that create entertainment news?

Why didn’t the bodyguards just take me home?

In just two or three minutes, Mu Qingyan had already thought of countless possibilities and various ways to deal with them.

Soon, the so-called “master” walked into the bedroom.

It turned out to be Ji Liyun.

Mu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I didn’t expect to get drunk last night and end up sleeping at your place. I’m really sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Ji Liyun handed him a cup of honey water to help with his hangover and asked, “Did you sleep well last night?”

“Yeah.”

“The wine was pretty good, you didn’t cause any trouble.” Ji Liyun chuckled lightly and led Mu Qingyan downstairs, “You just vomited a few times.”

Mu Qingyan felt embarrassed that he got drunk and vomited at someone else’s house: “I’m sorry, I bothered you… My bodyguards were too incompetent yesterday. They didn’t take me home, so I fired them.”

Ji Liyun took him to the dining table in the living room, asked him to sit down and have breakfast, and explained, “Yesterday, I originally planned to take you home, but you kept holding onto my wrist and refused to let go, so I had no choice but to bring you here.”

“…” How embarrassing?

Mu Qingyan said, “Are you lying to me?”

Ji Liyun blinked at him, “I’m kidding, little puppy.”

“…” What about his tough guy image?

So, the embrace he fell into yesterday… was Ji Liyun’s.

Mu Qingyan quietly ate the breakfast made by the Ji family chef and found that the taste was really good. The complex emotions of not knowing whether to be happy or worried suddenly became better.

He calculated silently, that if Ji Liyun goes abroad to develop overseas markets again in the future, he would dig up the Ji family chef.

Mu Qingyan enjoyed the exquisite and rich breakfast leisurely. He saw that Ji Liyun had put on his gold-rimmed glasses and was reading financial news on his tablet with great interest.

He asked, “Aren’t you going to work today?”

“I haven’t rested in a long time, I want to take a break today.” Ji Liyun raised his eyes and smiled faintly, “By the way, congratulations, yesterday’s autumn product launch was very successful.”

Mu Qingyan raised his eyebrows, “I enjoyed beating the scum.”

Ji Liyun adjusted his glasses and looked at him with interest, “To be honest, you really surprised me.”

“Then you will be surprised by me more in the future.”

Ji Liyun smiled slightly, looking forward to it, “Oh? I can’t wait.”

Mu Qingyan had eaten and drunk his fill and didn’t continue to argue with Ji Liyun. He stood up and said, “Thank you for your hospitality, I have to go to the company now.”

“Okay, I’ll have the driver take you there.”

As he sent Mu Qingyan to the private estate parking lot, he suddenly asked, “Are you…?”

“What?”

Ji Liyun originally wanted to ask if he had also been reborn, after all, the current Mu Qingyan was very different from the Mu Qingyan he knew before he was reborn, even carrying a strong hatred towards Xing Hao and Xie Ming.

But suddenly he felt that the answer didn’t matter. Because the current Mu Qingyan fascinated him more.

Ji Liyun opened the car door, “It’s nothing, let me drive you.”

As soon as Mu Qingyan arrived at the MU Company, he was overwhelmed with various reports.

Among them, the head of the sales department was the most excited. He said that orders for the entire new series of MU products had exploded and orders were now being scheduled for the Spring Festival.

After the deputy general manager Ye Qiqi and the heads of various departments reported their work, they entered the general manager’s office.

Ye Qiqi handed her the tablet and said, “The first episode of ‘Acting Battle’ had a particularly good effect, with a lot of live viewers, and it has been on Weibo’s hot search list for 24 hours after the broadcast.”

“And, most of the barrage contents and hot search topics were about Mu Qingyan.”

He was willing to participate in the first episode before, partly because Ji Liyun had helped him, and partly to promote the MU brand’s autumn release conference.

But now, he doesn’t need to repay any favors, nor does he need to do any promotion, so he naturally doesn’t want to participate in variety shows anymore.

In Mu Qingyan’s view, apart from maintaining relationships, anything that needs to be done must have a reason or a purpose, and time should not be wasted on unnecessary things.

Ye Qiqi didn’t ask much either. She felt that the boss was becoming more and more mysterious, and as long as she followed his instructions, everything would be fine.

Perhaps because he had drunk too much the previous night and had a nightmare, Mu Qingyan felt very tired all day. Memories of the original owner’s past life kept floating in his mind, especially his longing for his parents.

He could feel that Mu Yuchen and Shen Xiaoxiao loved their son very much.

He decided to go home for dinner, because on the day he transmigrated, he had eaten a meal with his parents and had never gone back since because he was too busy with work.

Sure enough, when Shen Xiaoxiao received a call from her beloved son, she happily said she would cook personally and asked Mu Yuchen to join her in the kitchen.

Mu Yuchen has always doted on his wife, so when he heard Shen Xiaoxiao’s call, he naturally agreed.

When Mu Qingyan got home, the table was already filled with hot and delicious dishes.

The three of them ate, drank, and chatted happily.

Mu Qingyan really enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by this gentle and intense family affection, just like the love his parents had for him in the real world. Therefore, he was even more unwilling for the tragic ending described in the book to happen.

The original owner’s mother died in a car accident, and his father died of a heart attack less than a week after her death. According to the original book’s pace, the original owner also died a month after his parents.

How could this be so coincidental? A family of three died in such a short period of two months? Mu Qingyan felt that there must be something fishy going on.