The heavenly rain continued to pour precisely on Wen Bai, and the person holding him.
Wen Bai stopped coughing, and just as he was taking in a gulp of air, it was doused over his head and face...
Being drenched by the rain like this was undeniably humiliating.
Wen Bai said coldly, "That's enough."
Startled by this turn of events, Niuhulu·System 001: "..."
This heavenly rain was a one-time purchase, alas~
Wasting the rain that cost a fortune in points, System 001 comforted itself, as long as the host was alright.
It responded with a hint of reluctance, ceasing the downpour: "Okay, host."
Wen Bai looked up, coldly observing the people in the distance who had watched him nearly burn to death but remained indifferent. Those people now looked at him as if he were some kind of monster.
Among them was a man, who had walked a few steps closer to him earlier and yet made no move to rescue him. This man hesitated for a moment, then walked over.
"Are you, alright?" Wen Bai heard the other person ask.
Wen Bai wiped the water from his face and looked over: "No."
Seeing Wen Bai's expression, Wen Ziyue felt that the meaning conveyed was too direct: You almost burned to a crisp, what do you think?
Wen Ziyue paused, then turned to call someone.
It was at this moment that the large group of people dressed in black, standing not far away, finally seemed to stir.
Some tutted, others whispered amongst themselves, and those who looked with curiosity did so unabashedly towards Wen Bai's direction...
Someone brought a large towel and, approaching cautiously, seemed frightened, trembling and unwilling to get too close.
Wen Ziyue frowned displeasedly: "Give it to me."
The person looked as if they had seen a savior and immediately handed the towel to Wen Ziyue before backing away to create distance.
Wen Ziyue took the towel, handed it to Wen Bai, and coldly, with anger, addressed the person behind Wen Bai: "Aren't you going to put him down?"
The person holding Wen Bai did not move.
Seeing this, Wen Ziyue's face darkened further and he said to Wen Bai, "Aren't you going to get down? Are you doing this on purpose?"
Wen Bai didn't understand why this person in front of him was angry. He himself wasn't angry that these people hadn't saved him. He just thought this person might be out of his mind.
Before Wen Bai could ask, System 001's voice echoed in his mind: "Host, as per your request, in this world, your character's parents are deceased and have left you a massive inheritance. Generally, for families of top tycoons in the world, the network of relationships is complex. Your current identity is a rare type that fits your requirements."
The system paused, then carefully stated the crucial point: "The advantage of this identity is the absence of overly complicated interpersonal entanglements. However, there are still some relationships, ahem... for example... the person standing in front of you is your nominal fiancé, the sole heir of the Wen family, Wen Ziyue."
Wen Bai blinked: "I'm male."
System 001 replied: "Yes, host. In this world, men can indeed marry, and their spouses will have legal inheritance rights. Your marital relationship was not decided by yourselves. It was arranged by your original body's parents with the elders of the Wen family before their deaths. At the time, they didn't know you were a boy and always thought you were a girl. As it turned out, your parents passed away shortly after you were born."
After a brief pause, System 001 continued: "The Wen family parents, to look after their good friend's only son, you, and fearing that the vast inheritance would be coveted, worried that you might be harmed by ill-intentioned people, decided to honor the agreement. When you were very young, it was publicly announced that their son Wen Ziyue was engaged to you."
Wen Bai: "..."
System 001: "Actually, Wen Ziyue likes women. The Wen family couple worried constantly about the original body. Without the Wen family's protection, it would have been very difficult for the original body to grow up well. The Wen family also thought that once the original body came of age and inherited the family fortune, if he still didn't want to get married, the engagement could be broken."
"So, it's not a real marriage?"
"As of now, yes, host."
Wen Bai felt somewhat appeased.
However, no matter how obtuse he was, after System 001's explanation, he realized why the other party's expression was unpleasant: Wen Bai being held like this by another man was not an issue under normal circumstances, but having a nominal fiancé made it problematic.
Wen Bai glanced over; a portion of that group of people was still standing there, looking in this direction.
Wen Bai said to the person holding him, "Put me down."
The person heard Wen Bai's voice and finally moved, carefully setting Wen Bai down.
"Leave things here to me for now, go and change your clothes." With that, Wen Ziyue no longer looked at Wen Bai and walked directly towards the crowd.
The person who had nervously handed over the towel now trembled and said, "Mr. Wen, please... please follow me."
Wen Bai found it somewhat strange and glanced at the person. He was the one who had almost burned to death moments ago; shouldn't he be the one feeling scared?
What was this person afraid of?
At Wen Bai's gaze, the person trembled even more violently, closed their eyes, and turned to lead the way: "Th-this way."
Wen Bai followed the person into the nearest building.
However, just as he entered the building, at the entrance, Wen Bai saw a huge photograph. It was his face.
But the photograph looked strange no matter how he looked at it.
Firstly, Wen Bai would never make such an expression. It was a smile filled with mockery, as if it were scoffing at this world.
Even more jarring was that the large photo frame was surrounded by black ribbons, and the photograph itself was in black and white.
Looking at the person ahead trembling even more fiercely, Wen Bai instantly understood.
He walked forward expressionlessly, his voice flat as he asked System 001: "So, the deviation you mentioned means this is 'my' funeral?"
System 001 was quite decisive: "No, host. If you were burned to ashes, that would be your funeral. The current situation is, at most, that you didn't die."
Wen Bai: "..."
He couldn't refute it.
The person led Wen Bai to a room, carefully lowering their head and not daring to look at Wen Bai, their voice very soft: "Mr. Wen, if you need anything, please make a call on the intercom. I... I won't disturb you anymore. Wait... no, please rest well..."
The voice was as if they were afraid of disturbing something. As they left, they didn't even bother to close the door properly.
The person tried their best not to make a sound, and didn't dare to run, but quickly walked away, leaving quietly...
Wen Bai wiped his hair with the towel. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the person who had saved him was gone.
And the person who had originally saved Wen Bai was now kneeling on the ground as if unable to bear it, covered in flames, emitting a "sizzle... sizzle... sizzle..." sound.
He turned his head, searching for something.