“In this spatial geometry combined with functions, pay attention to…”

The teacher on the platform was explaining a math problem earnestly, sweating profusely. Some students who already understood were working on their assignments, while those who didn’t were listening carefully, clearly demarcating their boundaries.

“On any normal day, Zhao Jiusi, who was usually a diligent student, unexpectedly didn’t focus on the classroom. Instead, he rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought.”

“Most importantly, he had maintained this posture for several class periods.”

“Indeed, we don’t understand the world of handsome young men. Wouldn’t his hands get tired?”

“A group of girls, tears streaming down their faces, continued to struggle with math problems.”

“Finally, after enduring until the end of class, a few people couldn’t bear it anymore. One of them, a gentle and fair-skinned youth, turned around and looked at Zhao Jiusi with concern, ‘Are you okay? You’ve been In this position for three class periods already. It’s almost noon.’”

“Three class periods already?” Zhao Jiusi glanced over, a hint of vitality finally appearing in his bewildered eyes. “Just one more class, and then we can go home. I’ll ask the teacher for permission to leave in the afternoon.”

“Are you really sick? Many people have caught colds recently…

”Zhao Jiusi’s thoughts drifted away from the classroom again. Since morning, his heart had been uneasy. Could something have happened between Dad and Father?

Dad had already lost his memory and didn’t know anything, while Father never had principles in front of Dad…

Zhao Jiusi felt he was truly unlucky. Fortunately, he was fifteen now; otherwise, there wouldn’t be a mainstay at home = =.

Zhao Jiusi’s worried “amnesiac dad,” Zheng Yixu, what’s his current situation like?

Zheng Yixu blankly stared at the group in front of him, unable to distinguish who was who among those claiming to be “relatives,” his mind constantly refreshing!

“They’re here, they’re finally here!

This must be the legendary essential item for protagonists, the ‘drama-stirring artifact,’ and the top-tier relatives, right?

Whether they’re here to curry favor with Zhao Louqin, insert themselves into the original family dynamics, fight over property, or create trouble by forcing their way in. In short, they’re up to no good!”

Zheng Yixu isn’t stupid. These people are coming to see him when Zhao Louqin is out. What else could it be if not ill-intentioned? Zhao Louqin is only out for a few hours a day handling business. Usually, she’s at home, very punctual. Anyone with a bit of sense can figure it out.

The crucial question now is whether these people are relatives of the original family or relatives of Zhao Louqin?

This question is very important.

It determines the extent to which Zheng Yixu might feel embarrassed.

Since his reincarnation, he hasn’t contributed anything each day, living like a pampered pet pig. Completely lacking the dominance and trump cards that a reincarnated person should have, which greatly unsettles Zheng Yixu.

Although, up to now, he still hasn’t convinced Zhao Louqin and Zhao Jiusi that he truly isn’t “Zheng Yixu.”

But now things are looking up.

Finally, it’s his turn to shine.

These people are coming to him instead of Zhao Louqin, clearly because they think the original body is easy to bully, like a soft bun targeted by dogs. It’s okay, he doesn’t know these people at all, so he doesn’t need to show any respect.

With this, they should finally believe that he really isn’t the original body, right?

Zheng Yixu secretly felt quite satisfied with his logical reasoning.

“Yixu,” a kindly middle-aged woman with a slightly plump figure spoke first. She appeared gentle and harmless, dressed plainly. If one didn’t know better, they might mistake her for a caring community auntie.

But who is Zheng Yixu? How could he be deceived by such petty tricks?

He’s clearly set up as a shrewd and discerning character.

Behind her benevolent appearance lies a sinister nature, adept at using subtle methods to harm others.

She relies on her age and seniority, but she shouldn’t get too comfortable with it. Just look at her being the first to speak, and you’ll know.She’s not someone to be taken lightly.

“Hello, Auntie,” Zheng Yixu said in a very obedient manner.

The middle-aged woman’s smile became a bit stiff.

Did Zheng Yixu, who was in his thirties, just call her “Auntie”?

Could he be any more pretentious?

The woman smiled as she looked at Zheng Yixu, sensing from him an aura of “I’m innocent, come bully me quickly.

”For them, it’s like a tiger sticking a piece of paper on its forehead that says “I am a sheep.”

The woman smiled even more gently. “I’m your elder sister-in-law, and this is your elder brother, Zheng Duoming,” she said, pulling a kind-hearted man with a gentle demeanor closer. “We know you’ve lost your memory, so we’ve come to help you recognize us. It’s good for us to get closer as a family. My surname is Zhou, you can call me…”

“Oh, hello, Auntie Zhou,” Zheng Yixu interrupted, calling out.

The woman’s smile was on the verge of collapsing.

Is he genuinely clueless or pretending?

“Brother, don’t joke around. This is your sister-in-law,” Zheng Duoming chuckled naively. “I know you don’t remember us, that’s why we’ve come.”

Zheng Yixu sighed inwardly, thinking, Keep pretending, you all keep pretending.

If they really came to visit him, they should at least bring something, right?

It doesn’t have to be expensive; even some fruits would be fine.

But look at what they did after coming in. First, they looked around the house, focusing on whether there was anyone on the stairs. Then, they greeted him warmly and sat down on the sofa.

So presumptuous, yet so lacking in common sense…

“Oh, I see. I really don’t remember,” Zheng Yixu chuckled shyly, ignoring the fact that he was already too old to act youthful. “With so many of you suddenly coming here, I got a bit scared. And besides, we don’t look very alike. I actually thought you were my uncle, hahaha.

”Zheng Duoming’s face stiffened, finally understanding the frustration his wife felt moments ago.

“Uncle, Mom and Dad came because they were worried about you. But Uncle, you’ve always taken good care of yourself,” chuckled a pretty girl of about seventeen or eighteen, covering her face. “I envy you a lot.”

“Yeah, little uncle,” another young man nodded.

“Oh, sorry, who are you all?” Zheng Yixu seemed a bit uneasy. “Could you introduce yourselves one by one?”

“I’m Zheng Qiuyan, eighteen this year,” the pretty girl spoke first. “Little uncle, I’m your niece. Don’t forget about me!” She finished with a cute tongue poke.

This reminded Zheng Yixu of the snake demon from the story always flicking its tongue while saying, “As I wish, as I wish, obey my command, quickly reveal your magic!” Surprisingly, there was a resemblance.

“Cough, cough, let’s stop, let’s stop, my thoughts have gone astray.

Zheng Yixu tried his best to compose himself, lest he really burst into laughter, which wouldn’t be good.”

“I am your second brother, Zheng Duozhi,” replied another middle-aged man wearing a hat with a somewhat clear-headed manner. He gestured towards the young man who had echoed Zheng Qiuyan earlier, “This is your nephew, Zheng Shaoze, nineteen years old this year. And this is your sister-in-law, Wang Xin,” he added, pointing to a graceful middle-aged woman.

“So, is my elder and second brother’s family coming together to test if I have really lost my memory?”

“Zheng Yixu smiled, ‘So we’re all family. I apologize for forgetting.’

“’No worries, little brother. Fortunately, you’re healthy, otherwise we would feel ashamed to face Grandfather in the future. We heard you were discharged from the hospital, so we rushed over. We didn’t have time to prepare anything,’ Zheng Duoming’s face showed a trace of guilt.”

“No need to waste things,” Zheng Yixu quickly waved his hand. “How about we catch up on old times instead? Talking about my childhood might help jog my memory.”

“Oh, sure,” Zhou Mei seemed momentarily taken aback, then nodded busily. “Speaking of you, little brother, I’ve heard stories from Grandfather before…

”Zheng Yixu maintained a smile throughout, occasionally making casual remarks and swiftly extracting the information he wanted.

Speaking of which, he found it strange himself.

Normally, when a family member loses their memory, shouldn’t they show them photos or provide records to help them regain their memories? However, since his rebirth over half a month ago, neither Zhao Louqin nor Zhao Jiusi had mentioned anything about his family.

They hadn’t even talked much about Zheng Yixu himself.

Zhou Mei talked for over an hour. As Zhao Louqin was about to return, they each made excuses to leave, saying they needed to go home and prepare dinner.

Zheng Yixu made a symbolic attempt to persuade them to stay, then went along with them.

Zhou Mei only talked about how the three of them had gotten along well since childhood and how they had built their fortunes together. She didn’t mention anything substantial.

Zheng Yixu just kept watching her lips moving incessantly, which had a very hypnotic effect.

“Someone who wakes up at five every morning and can’t go back to sleep really can’t afford to be injured QAQ.”

“Sorry, I have to wait for the two of them to come back. I won’t see you off.” Zheng Yixu patted Zheng Duoming and Zheng Duozhi on the shoulder, smiling helplessly.

“It’s okay, we’ll just go on our own. We’ll come visit you again next time.” Zheng Duoming and Zheng Duozhi both said they didn’t mind.

After both families left the villa, they bid farewell and got into their respective cars, driving away.

Zheng Duoming took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and his usually simple and honest face unexpectedly looked somewhat grim. “Do you think he’s really suffering from amnesia, or is it fake? This kind of thing only happens in dramas… Heh.”

“This doesn’t matter. Whether it’s true or false, at least now he’s no longer trying to acquire our company. That’s enough,” Zhou Mei tightly clasped her hands together. “Zhao Louqin is feeling guilty, he won’t voluntarily disclose anything. He’d rather Zheng Yixu remember nothing at all.”

“Sigh, I knew there couldn’t be such a good thing happening. I thought it was fantasy genre, turns out it’s mystery and detective genre?” Zheng Yixu removed the earpiece from his ear, chuckling smugly.