Fu Zhiyuan paused his steps and coldly said, “Brother-in-law, why are you so nervous?” Shen Chuanqiong snorted, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to!”

“And stop pretending to be so friendly with me. Who’s your brother-in-law? Did I agree to your relationship with Nanxing? Stop calling me that! Hmph, shameless!”

Fu Zhiyuan replied, “It’s only a matter of time!”

The two of them started arguing in the hospital corridor, all because of a single phrase, “brother-in-law.” People passing by began to glance in their direction, as if they could smell the gossip in the air.

Shen Nanxing felt like he had a headache. He nudged Shen Chuanqiong’s back and quietly suggested, “Brother, why don’t you two go somewhere else to argue? So many people are watching.”

Shen Chuanqiong’s expression stiffened. He glanced around and indeed, many people were looking at them. He wrapped his arm around Shen Nanxing’s shoulder and started walking back toward the ward, saying, “Good boy, once you’re discharged, I’ll arrange for a bunch of young, handsome guys for you to choose from. How does that sound?”

As he finished, he sent Fu Zhiyuan a provocative glance. “Little brat, if I don’t make you jealous, I don’t know what will.”

Shen Nanxing felt a chill down his back as he heard this. He looked back, and sure enough, Fu Zhiyuan was looking at him with eyes full of resentment, as if accusing him of being an irresponsible jerk.

Shen Chuanqiong kept walking quickly, almost as if trying to outrun anyone following them.

Once back in the ward, Shen Chuanqiong’s face grew serious, as if preparing to interrogate Shen Nanxing, “Good boy, tell me the truth—did Fu Zhiyuan seduce you?”

Shen Nanxing was speechless, “…” Is ‘seduce’ really the right word to use here?

Seeing his silence, Shen Chuanqiong cleared his throat and continued in a tone he thought sounded fierce, “Good boy, did that bastard Fu Zhiyuan use his looks to tempt you?”

When “good looks” was mentioned, Shen Nanxing immediately thought of Fu Zhiyuan’s abs tempting him that day, and his gaze quickly turned evasive.

Shen Chuanqiong noticed the change in Shen Nanxing’s expression and felt a pang in his heart, as if his cherished little cabbage had been swiped by a pig. Good boy, how could you not resist temptation?

What good is a man being handsome if it can’t fill your stomach!

Shen Chuanqiong felt deep regret. He wished he could run out and beat up Fu Zhiyuan.

Shen Nanxing, knowing he was in the wrong, lowered his head under Shen Chuanqiong’s intense gaze. “Brother, don’t be mad. I didn’t mean to keep it from you…”

His voice grew quieter, and he couldn’t bring himself to look Shen Chuanqiong in the eye. He had originally planned to tell his family after some time, at a more appropriate moment, but unexpectedly, his brother figured it out first. There was a big difference between being proactive and passive, or else his brother wouldn’t be this angry.

Shen Chuanqiong looked at him, standing there with his head lowered, explaining earnestly, and his injured heart was finally somewhat comforted. His serious expression softened.

He reached out and flicked Shen Nanxing’s forehead as a form of punishment, his tone still stern, “Hmph! Good boy, now think about how you’re going to explain it to Mom and Dad.”

Shen Chuanqiong’s eyes flickered with a smug smile. He was sure that their parents would be on his side. Fu Zhiyuan would definitely be kicked out, and then he could sit back and enjoy the drama.

Shen Nanxing rubbed his sore forehead, “Brother, don’t worry, I’ll tell Mom and Dad as soon as I get home.”

Shen Chuanqiong: “…”

Good boy, how eager are you to bring him home?

At that moment, Fu Zhiyuan pushed open the door and walked in. Shen Chuanqiong gave him a disdainful glance. “Tch, clingy!”

Fu Zhiyuan had just finished a call from the police station, his phone still in his hand. He said in a deep voice, “Xingbao, the police know you’ve woken up. They want to meet with you.”

Originally, they were supposed to go to the police station for a statement, but Shen Nanxing, as the victim, suddenly fainted, interrupting the process. Though the police had gathered enough evidence to convict Fu Chengyu and Lin Bai, they still wanted Shen Nanxing’s testimony to solidify their guilt.

Shen Chuanqiong’s anger flared when he heard their names, and a hint of disgust crossed his eyes. “Damn it, they better pray they stay locked up for the rest of their lives, or I’ll make sure they regret it!”

Fu Zhiyuan’s expression was equally grim.

Shen Nanxing’s eyes flashed with hatred as he remembered the pain Lin Bai had caused him. Just having them imprisoned wouldn’t be enough. He wanted them to suffer for the rest of their lives.

After completing the statement at the police station, Shen Nanxing requested to see Lin Bai.

Through the transparent glass, Shen Nanxing saw Lin Bai with a lost and hollow expression, staring blankly out of the window.

When he saw the figure outside, Lin Bai’s pupils suddenly contracted, and he screamed in terror, “Shen Nanxing, why are you still alive?!”

Shen Nanxing sneered, casting a disdainful glance at him, “Lin Bai, no matter how many times you live again, you’re still just as foolish!”

The same greed, the same delusional obsession.

Lin Bai painfully covered his ears and hoarsely shouted, “Shen Nanxing, you should have died! Why is it different now? Why?”

He was supposed to have died from a heart disease long ago—why was it different from the last life? Why?! Why?! Why did he steal away the happiness that was supposed to be his?

Hearing these words, Shen Nanxing instantly realized that Lin Bai had regained his memory as well.

A cold glint flashed in Shen Nanxing’s eyes, and his tone turned icy, “Lin Bai, do you really think you’re the protagonist of this world?”

“You’re nothing but a despicable thief, stealing other people’s fortune, coveting things that don’t belong to you. Should I call you Lin Bai, or Wu Ming?”

Lin Bai looked at Shen Nanxing with eyes full of fear, his mouth opening and closing but producing no sound. He shook his head wildly, as if Shen Nanxing were some terrifying ghostly figure standing outside the window.

How could this be? How could Shen Nanxing know that name?

If Shen Nanxing hadn’t suddenly shouted it, Lin Bai would have almost forgotten his real name. It was the past he most hated to recall—Wu Ming, wasn’t that the same as being nameless? It was the name everyone in the orphanage loved to mock him with, calling him someone who didn’t even have a decent name, probably abandoned by his parents.

“Don’t call me that! I’m not Wu Ming! You must be mistaken! I’m not, I’m not!” Lin Bai screamed desperately at Shen Nanxing, a sense of helplessness filling him, as if his entire being had been exposed.

Shen Nanxing sneered coldly, “You won’t be here much longer and still think you’ve completely changed your identity, will you?”

Lin Bai’s expression turned gray and dejected, crushed by the blow, his lips repeatedly muttering, “Shen Nanxing, the one who should disappear is you! You stole everything that belonged to me! You’re the thief! You’re the one…”

It was you, who destroyed everything for me.

He could have had happiness—everything was ruined because of Shen Nanxing!

Seeing that he showed no remorse, Shen Nanxing’s eyes were filled with mockery. Truly, some people just don’t cry until they see the coffin.

He looked down at Lin Bai from above, speaking each word slowly, “Do you need me to make it even clearer? No matter how many times you start over, you can’t change the fate of being abandoned. You can’t replace anyone!”

“You’re the outsider here. This is your punishment!”

After saying that, Shen Nanxing left without looking back.

For a long time, Lin Bai started to laugh maniacally, tears falling from the corners of his eyes. “How laughable…”

If that’s the case, why did they let him come to this world? Why…?

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and fainted.