The system was genuinely impressed, saying “awesome” with heartfelt admiration, but Cheng Leyan just thought, what’s the big deal? If you want to make money, this is how it has to be. He said, “We’re just getting started. I don’t believe Zhuozhuo can stay silent forever!”

419 thought, it’s uncertain when Zhuozhuo will speak, but at this rate, the tables, chairs, and cabinets in their house might learn to talk first. And all the butlers, maids, and even the system itself might go deaf…

While intensive input was one thing, Cheng Leyan also started involving a psychologist for Zhuozhuo. This was thanks to a young girl he met at a Rong Family banquet, Yan Mingtong. She mentioned having an aunt who specializes in child psychology and later introduced her to Cheng Leyan.

The aunt, Dr. Yan, had been conducting research overseas, focusing on child psychology. She had just returned to the country and was setting up her own research institute. This was a perfect match, and Cheng Leyan was pleasantly surprised.

What is this? Is this heaven rewarding the diligent?

He immediately called Dr. Yan, explaining Zhuozhuo’s situation. She was very kind and attentive, suggesting they bring Zhuozhuo to her lab for a chat. Cheng Leyan quickly took Zhuozhuo there.

In the past, Zhuozhuo had seen many psychologists, but none were effective. Initially, Zhuozhuo didn’t want to reveal he could type and knew many words, and since he couldn’t speak, communication was almost zero. Later, after Aunt Zhang was dismissed, Cheng Leyan gradually built Zhuozhuo’s sense of security, allowing him to communicate with psychologists through typing, but the results were still poor.

The psychologists Zhuozhuo had seen all said it was difficult to reach the child’s heart, and their communication was ineffective. Cheng Leyan had high hopes for Dr. Yan.

Dr. Yan, whose full name was Yan Qiongzhi, had a gentle appearance and a very approachable demeanor, always smiling. Their first meeting wasn’t in a cold consultation room but in a warm, everyday game room filled with toys and a large sandbox.

Dr. Yan didn’t ask any questions. After meeting, she gently invited Zhuozhuo, Cheng Leyan, and herself to play a sandbox game together. Perhaps because Cheng Leyan was there, Zhuozhuo was very relaxed.

After the game, Dr. Yan had a chat with Cheng Leyan. She straightforwardly said that Zhuozhuo had a strong desire to explore and was curious, with good observational skills, but his desire to express himself was weak. Coupled with Zhuozhuo’s past experiences, traditional methods of gaining trust from psychologists were ineffective for him. However, she had seen many children and had more experience in this area, so they could give it a try.

“It might not be a quick fix and could take some time. Also, for the first few sessions, Mr. Cheng, you’ll need to accompany him until he trusts me. Is that okay with you?” Dr. Yan asked.

Cheng Leyan replied, “No problem at all! Auntie, you’re amazing. Psychology can’t do without you, just like the West can’t do without Jerusalem!!”

He was so moved he almost cried. Honestly, Dr. Yan was more reliable than any psychologist he had met before. Even if it wasn’t a quick fix, at least this time, it was a good start. Zhuozhuo could be saved!

Finally, he wouldn’t have to witness the unfortunate future where the protagonist’s voice kept saying “mine, mine, mine” in his ear!

So, Cheng Leyan added three weekly sessions with Dr. Yan for Zhuozhuo. Although the little one wasn’t in kindergarten, his schedule was quite full. The initial sessions were more about playing various psychology-related fun games with Cheng Leyan and Zhuozhuo to build rapport.

By the sixth session, Zhuozhuo could already be alone with Dr. Yan, which was considered rapid progress. Cheng Leyan was genuinely happy and invited Yan Mingtong, the one who connected them, out for a meal. Feeling it might be inappropriate to invite a young girl alone, he also invited Ning Simeng.

Ning Simeng still had a grumpy face. Cheng Leyan realized that was just his natural expression, not a sign of any personal grudge. He was actually quite nice and enthusiastic, just had that default look.

During the meal, the three of them vented about scumbags, laughed at love-struck fools (referring to Yan Mingtong herself), shared some rich family gossip, and joked about odd relatives, surprisingly having a good time.

Later, Yan Mingtong created a small WeChat group for the three of them, where they chatted intermittently. They even met up for meals a couple more times, growing closer.

Cheng Leyan never expected that after coming to this new world, despite being busy with work every day, he would slowly start making friends.

And so, the days passed one by one.

Cheng Leyan received an extremely detailed health report, showing he was very healthy with no issues. Why he would die young in the future was still unclear to him and 419.

Cheng Leyan seriously considered whether to seek help from the “legendary Senior 250.” But how to bring it up really needed a good opportunity.

After the “sweet talk” item, he hadn’t heard the boss’s voice again. Among the four tasks Rong Wangzhi had assigned, one included destroying a computer hard drive.

Cheng Leyan prepared a similar laptop to replace Rong Wangzhi’s previous one and used the “Flying Big Ding Ding” tool provided by 419 to destroy the hard drive successfully.

With that, all four tasks were completed. The boss had promised a big villa as a reward for completing the tasks, and now he was just one step away from it.

No matter what, waking up the Sugar Daddy was the priority!

So he continued to actively massage the boss, read him all sorts of silly news and motivational stories, and even knocked on an electronic wooden fish to accumulate cyber karma.

The usual storytime with Zhuozhuo still took place on the carpet by Rong Wangzhi’s bed, hoping that Zhuozhuo’s parental love could inject energy into the boss’s heart and help him wake up soon.

Sugar Daddy, when will you wake up?

What he didn’t know was that Rong Wangzhi now had consciousness for about 16 hours a day, equivalent to the waking hours of an adult.

As for Rong Wangzhi himself…

He couldn’t quite explain it.

He immersed himself in work, hoping to prove himself, find himself, and invest in himself. He indeed succeeded, becoming a “solution” to others’ life problems, so he allowed himself to be constantly consumed by work.

Later, Zhuozhuo came into his life. The little one’s arrival took up a lot of his time and energy, but it didn’t change one thing—he still didn’t have a life.

These days were different.

Being a vegetative state, unable to move or speak, having consciousness for so long became more of a curse—it was too boring.

It was this “boredom” that made him stop and look at his life from another perspective.

What surprised Rong Wangzhi the most was how quickly he adapted.

He found he could calm down and listen to his mom talk about family matters and various trivial things, hear Butler Li’s concerns and daily arrangements for the child, and notice the occasional small sounds when Zhuozhuo played with blocks.

Cheng Leyan’s presence was a miracle in this monotonous life.

Like a river flowing through a desert, color appearing in a black-and-white interface, or a flower blooming in a wasteland.

He waited for Cheng Leyan’s appearance every day, and this waiting even became a subconscious habit.

250 popped up: “Hey, host, you still have me. I can chat with you too. Give me some points, let me exchange for some data, and I can play movies in your brain. How about we watch some movies together?”

Rong Wangzhi: “Goodbye.”

250: …Double standards.

Everything was going smoothly, and three weeks after Rong’s Grandma’s birthday banquet, Mama Rong called Cheng Leyan.

She had been diligently investigating the incident where Cheng Leyan was drugged, taking it very seriously, even hiring three private detective teams.

They found that the drug in the Wangzai Milk was a banned substance imported from overseas, but couldn’t trace the source. Zihan’s nanny was innocent. The only lead was that Rong Zhixian’s driver had been to the floor where Cheng Leyan was, with no clear reason. The driver explained he was drunk and went to the wrong floor.

The driver later resigned. Beyond that, all leads were cut off.

The investigation reached a dead end, but there was a surprising turn of events.

This time, Mama Rong called and got straight to the point: “Xiao Cheng, Rong Lizhi is coming back to the country.”

—Less than a month since the drugging incident.

Cheng Leyan had previously said that if Rong Lizhi returned within a month, it was 99% certain he was behind it. Now it seemed he was right.

So it really was him!

I mean, how could someone who plays murder mystery games not figure out the culprit in a novel world?

Cheng Leyan followed up, “Mom, we don’t have evidence, so even if we retaliate, we need a reason—I have a good idea.”

Mama Rong: “Let’s hear it.”

Cheng Leyan: “Mom, do you know what’s most important when you want someone to pay you back? They need to have money!”

Mama Rong was taken aback: “Xiao Cheng, Wangzhi used to say the same thing. You two really think alike—so you mean?”

Cheng Leyan: “Exactly! Xiang Jingzhou owes me so much money, he can’t pay it back, even if we sell him. But there’s a perfect scapegoat right here!”

Mama Rong pondered: “I see what you mean. We could try. A million or so isn’t interesting; if we’re going to do it, let’s make it big. But if the trap is too obvious, Rong Lizhi won’t fall for it. We need a good plan. Let’s have that Xiang guy approach me first, and I’ll show interest in investing. The second family will definitely get greedy when they see it, and then we can go with the flow.”

Cheng Leyan: “Sounds good. To make it more convincing, we can even have a little argument over it.”

Mama Rong: “Deal.”

The mother-in-law and son-in-law quickly became partners in crime.

After hanging up, Cheng Leyan sent a WeChat message to Xiang Jingzhou: “Why haven’t you returned yet? I want to arrange a meeting with Rong Wangzhi’s mom to get some money.”

Then he put his phone in his pocket and turned to Rong Wangzhi beside him, saying, “Boss, Rong Lizhi is coming back to the country. He’s in such a hurry to return; it must have been him who drugged me! Since it didn’t work, he wants to come back and check things out.”

Rong Wangzhi remained unresponsive, still lying quietly in bed.

Cheng Leyan wondered if the Sugar Daddy had heard him. So, is the Sugar Daddy’s system reliable or not? When will he wake up? Cheng Leyan thought.

But instead of dwelling on that, he focused on the present. Taking a deep breath, he looked at Zhuozhuo and said, “Zhuozhuo, let’s continue reading the picture book. Let’s look at ‘Barbapapa’ and meet the Barbapapa family. They are Barbapapa, Barbamama, Barbabravo…”

And so the reading continued.

Rong Wangzhi was actually awake, listening to everything Cheng Leyan said.

So it really was Rong Lizhi.

He had too little contact with this cousin and knew even less about him. He never really understood what kind of person his cousin was. At this moment, a sense of crisis loomed.

He wanted to wake up sooner.

With over 20,000 points, Rong Wangzhi thought for a moment and told the system, “Exchange all 20,000 points for health value, and keep the rest for flexibility.”

System: “Got it!”

The system was also very excited. Its perspective was limited to where Rong Wangzhi’s body was, and it was tired of staying in one place. Wake up soon, regain control, and show the host that it has some skills too!

Host, this time I’m going to help you get back everything you lost!

Please don’t make me study those damn props anymore! My eyes are going blind!

All 20,000 points were exchanged for health.

At that moment, Cheng Leyan was sitting on the carpet by Rong Wangzhi’s hospital bed, reading “Barbapapa” with Zhuozhuo. The series had many books, and Cheng Leyan’s throat was getting dry.

Zhuozhuo just said, “Mine!”

How to put it, it was like a monotone reading.

Cheng Leyan was almost getting used to it.

But as they read, Zhuozhuo suddenly widened his eyes in shock, looking very excited, shaking Cheng Leyan’s hand and exclaiming, “Mine, mine!”

Cheng Leyan: …

Sorry, I take back what I said, I can’t get used to it!

It’s really just those two words!

It’s really like a repeating machine!

It’s really heading towards the “interesting” direction of the “He General”!

Cheng Leyan quietly said, “Yours, yours—baby, what’s wrong?”

Zhuozhuo: “Mine, mine!!!”

His voice was louder and more urgent.

Cheng Leyan: “Okay, yours.”

He said as he turned to look in the direction Zhuozhuo was pointing.

He saw—Rong Wangzhi’s hand, lifting up.

Indeed, it was Rong Wangzhi’s hand, slowly but determinedly, lifting up.

Cheng Leyan shouted excitedly, “Ah, mine! Mine!!!”

Zhuozhuo: “Mine!”

Mama Rong soon received a call from Cheng Leyan, who was ecstatic on the other end: “Mine!!”

Mama Rong: …

Oh no, Zhuozhuo hasn’t been cured, and now it’s spread to another one.

Mama Rong: “Xiao Cheng, don’t rush, speak slowly, you can say other words too.” She instinctively used the tone she used with Zhuozhuo.

Cheng Leyan: “Mom, mine, no, I mean, husband, husband! It’s Wangzhi, he moved!!”

Mama Rong: “…Moved, moved, what do you mean?”

Cheng Leyan: “His hand, it moved! Mom, Wangzhi’s hand can move!”

An hour later.

In the hospital, Rong Papa, Mama Rong, Cheng Leyan, and Zhuozhuo stood in a row, eagerly looking at the doctor in front of them.

The doctor, holding a freshly printed report, looked up and said excitedly, “This is a miracle! This is truly a miracle!”

Mama Rong anxiously asked, “What’s wrong with Wangzhi? Tell us, what’s wrong with Wangzhi?”

Doctor: “Everyone, President Rong’s hand can move!”

Everyone: ……………

We can see that with our own eyes!

Doctor: “Currently, it seems that President Rong’s finger movement is not an unconscious reflex, not involuntary, but something he can control. He can follow commands! This indicates that President Rong is recovering very well, now having a small amount of consciousness, and the probability of waking up is high. It’s just a matter of time. This is truly a medical miracle!”

He adjusted his glasses and sincerely looked at Cheng Leyan: “Mr. Cheng, have you been taking care of President Rong? Can I ask what you’ve been doing?”

Cheng Leyan: “I have a lot to say about this! Some routine things like turning him over, massaging, acupuncture, and standing by the bed, I won’t mention those, everyone must be doing them. Besides that, it’s important to let the patient feel the warmth of family and the support of loved ones. I let my son be active by his bed every day so he can hear his son’s voice, which is very motivating!”

Zhuozhuo shyly said, “Mine.”

Cheng Leyan: “But those are just the basics. There are some special actions that I think have greatly contributed to Wangzhi’s health.”

The doctor nodded expectantly: “Please, go on!”

Cheng Leyan: “We knock on an electronic wooden fish for him every day! Whenever we have time! Cyber Buddha really blessed him!”

Doctor: …

He wanted to say, “Are you kidding me?” but then saw Mama Rong nodding repeatedly: “Yes, I also knocked, and it really worked!”

Rong Papa added: “Doctor, you don’t understand, do you? The wooden fish really works, we all knocked. If it didn’t work, it must be because your heart wasn’t sincere. Our hearts are very sincere.”

Even the little one nodded: “Mine!” He knocked too.

Doctor: …Shocked my whole family.

Does this thing really work?

Does it really work?

If it really works, I want to get an electronic wooden fish and knock it in the ward all day!

The doctor then said that they needed to do a 24-hour brainwave monitoring and then check President Rong’s condition based on the report. If progress was good, they would increase hyperbaric oxygen chamber and other awakening treatments.

So Rong Wangzhi was settled in the ward.

Rong Papa was now shy and refused to enter the ward to see Rong Wangzhi, staying outside with a tablet, knocking on the electronic wooden fish.

Mama Rong, Cheng Leyan, and Zhuozhuo entered the ward together.

The caregiver had just turned him over and massaged him, and at this moment, Rong Wangzhi was lying quietly on the hospital bed.

Cheng Leyan leaned over and said to him, “Wangzhi, the doctor said waking up is just a matter of time—can you hear me?”

Rong Wangzhi’s hand, his index finger, moved slightly.

Cheng Leyan turned back and said, “Mom, Wangzhi can really hear us!”

Mama Rong was both excited and tearful, rushing forward and saying, “Wangzhi, how are you? Are you in pain? Are you uncomfortable? Is there anything you need Mom to do for you?”

The hand remained still.

Mama Rong was anxious: “Why isn’t Wangzhi answering me?”

Cheng Leyan thought for a moment and said, “Mom, if you ask like that, Wangzhi can’t answer. I have an idea, isn’t this like a turtle soup game? We can totally play turtle soup!”

Mama Rong: “Turtle soup?”

Cheng Leyan: “It’s a game where you can only answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’ to questions to continue.”

He added, “Wangzhi, now, if you move your finger once, it means ‘yes,’ and if you move it twice, it means ‘no.’ Then we can answer questions. I’ll start, can you understand what we’re saying?”

The finger moved slightly once.

Cheng Leyan: “Great, he can understand! Do you feel any pain or discomfort now?”

The finger moved slightly twice.

Cheng Leyan: “Good, if you feel uncomfortable, let us know anytime. If you raise your hand, we’ll come over and ask about your needs. Mom, do you understand? This is how you play turtle soup, you ask a question, and let Wangzhi answer with yes or no.”

Mama Rong: “Got it, Wangzhi, it’s me, Wangzhi, Mom is here, can you hear Mom?”

Once.

Mama Rong: “Great, Wangzhi, you’ll wake up soon! Zhuozhuo is here too, Zhuozhuo is right next to you! Can you hear Zhuozhuo?”

Zhuozhuo: “Mine!”

Once.

Mama Rong talked about many things that happened over the past year, mostly good things, and after a heartfelt chat, she didn’t know what else to say.

Cheng Leyan timely said, “By the way, Mom, do you have any business matters you need Wangzhi to decide on? Like business decisions, you can ask!”

Mama Rong was taken aback: “Huh?”

Cheng Leyan: “Wangzhi can now indicate yes or no, so he can handle many things, right? Like whether certain decisions are feasible, whether certain directions are correct, he can answer those. It’s just—”

It’s just that making a vegetative person lie there and work might be a bit too much, too cruel.

Before he could finish, Mama Rong was already enlightened. She excitedly said, “This is really, this is really, too…”

Cheng Leyan: “Too cruel?”

Mama Rong: “Too smart! You’re a genius, Xiao Cheng! Absolutely a genius!”

Then she looked at Rong Wangzhi, her eyes shining: “This is great, President Rong, we’re saved! Mom has many work-related questions to ask for your opinion.”