With the mentality of waking up from a dream in the next second, Su Ruobai leisurely took a shower.

After taking a shower, he found a set of casual clothes to wear.

Originally, he wanted to go out and have some fun, but the water temperature was a bit low when he was taking a bath just now. As a result, he caught a cold. Now, he is sniffing, his head feeling a little heavy as he lies back on the sofa.

Playing with his phone, he scrolled through the entertainment news on the screen. Suddenly, he burst into laughter.

Ah, his petite frame...

Su Ruobai has had a weak constitution since he was young. Because his mother gave birth to him prematurely and passed away, he was always a little smaller than children of the same age. During the cold and flu seasons, it was even worse for him. If he caught a chill, there was an eighty percent chance he would have a fever. Cold medicine and fever reducers were ineffective for him. The only solution was to go to the clinic or hospital to get intravenous fluids.

What's even more ridiculous is that the reason for being kicked out of the Su family is actually due to their frail body and inability to predict their lifespan.

In short, it means that our Su family cannot have someone like you as our heir. What if the day after you inherit the Su family, we have to hold a funeral for you? So you better get lost.

In the previous life, while in the Su family, he constantly concealed his true nature, always being on edge and appearing extremely fragile, which was in line with his physical condition.

That's what it is. I have been abandoned so thoroughly. This is truly...

Sitting lazily on the sofa, Su Ruobai chuckled softly and lazily stretched out her arm, propping it against the back of the couch and gently supported her own cheek.

During his funeral, not a single member of Su's family showed up.

Ah, it is truly difficult for a person to live up to this level.

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open without any warning from the outside.

Su Ruobai lazily lifted her gaze and looked towards the door. The man standing at the entrance was backlit, one hand clasping his tie and the other gripping the door handle.

Their eyes locked, their gazes meeting in the air, causing both of them to pause for a moment.

Su Ruobai was momentarily stunned, but then a small smile curled up at the corner of his lips as he found it somewhat amusing to see this familiar stranger.

-The cheap husband that she hadn't met many times, was a well-known lawyer.

The other party obviously did not expect to see him in the bridal chamber, remained silent for a few seconds when his faint smile touched the corner of his lips, then walked in, revealing a polite smile.

"I'll come back to change my clothes," the man's voice was deep and mellow, like the resonating notes of a cello.

Su Ruobai remembered this scene. In his previous life, he was getting ready to go out to meet with friends, but coincidentally, the man came back to change clothes and take his luggage for a business trip. The two of them seemed to have had little conversation and just passed by each other.

Thinking of this, Su Ruobai raised an eyebrow and placed her slender fingers on her brow, her voice light and clear, "On a business trip?"

The man responded with a grunt and picked up his clothes from the wardrobe before entering the bathroom.

In Su Ruobai's eyes, the profession of a lawyer is a thankless task. They tirelessly fly around the world for the sake of cases. Regardless of whether their employers are good or bad, even if they win a lawsuit, at most, it only leaves the lawyer with a good reputation. However, if they are unable to judge people properly and come across employers who are wealthy and powerful but engage in all manner of misdeeds, requiring the lawyer to fight for them, their so-called good reputation will instantly be lost.

So, in the previous life, she did not have a favorable opinion of this husband's profession.

The bright eyes stared at the bathroom door, and Su Ruobai, who was deep in thought with his hand on his chin, suddenly smiled.

No matter if it's reliving a lifetime, reliving a day, or even reliving a second, he can live a little differently from others.

With such a mindset, the man walked out of the bathroom, neatly dressed, and his first glance fell upon Su Ruobai leaning against the wall by the bathroom door.

A hint of astonishment flashed in the man's eyes, but it quickly vanished.

"What's wrong?" He showed a gentle smile, his voice as soft as when asking a child.

The short young man, who was nearly a head shorter, spoke gently, "When will you come back?"

Although he tried to appear calm, one could still discern a hint of grievance and... from his slightly pale complexion.

Cunning?

Wen Wannian squinted his eyes.

The poor little pitiful person who was kicked out of the Su family's door in his memory is not like this.