Lin Feng tidied up the messy room, took a refreshing shower, and changed into clean clothes.

Staring at his reflection in the mirror, he couldn't help but admire himself—handsome, impossibly handsome.

*If I had this face in my past life, I could’ve shaved off at least ten years of struggle.*

Speaking of his past life, Lin Feng sighed at the bittersweet memories.

An orphan from childhood, he had clawed his way through hardships just to get a college education. After graduation, he poured everything into building his own business.

By the time he finally amassed a fortune worth millions and was ready to settle down—find love, get married, raise a family—fate dealt him the cruelest blow.

Terminal cancer. His life ended at thirty-five.

Before passing, he donated every last penny of his wealth—even his body—to those in need.

Perhaps that selflessness moved the heavens.

Not only was he granted a second chance at life, but he was reborn as the heir to a billionaire fortune.

This time, he swore he wouldn’t repeat the same mistakes—no more grinding himself to the bone, no more neglecting his health.

Living well and staying happy—that was what truly mattered now.

He stepped to the window, gazing at the stars scattered across the night sky, and took a deep, revitalizing breath.

*Ah, the vigor of youth—what a gift.*

Full of energy, as if he had an inexhaustible supply of vitality.

Not far from the building was a road, where a black SUV was parked by the curb.

Upon closer inspection, the license plate number came into sharp focus.

Even from such a distance, he could read the plate clearly!

And what’s more—he could even hear the voices inside the car.

Lin Feng froze.

This vision and hearing… were downright superhuman!

That black SUV downstairs had to be at least a hundred meters away.

What’s more, the lighting was dim. Under normal circumstances, no one could make out a license plate without binoculars, let alone hear conversations inside the vehicle.

Superhuman hearing and sight—was this some kind of bonus perk from transmigrating?

Or had his drunken predecessor overdone it, leaving his body so saturated with alcohol that he was now hallucinating?

Lin Feng went downstairs and approached the SUV.

The woman’s voice coming from inside the car felt both familiar and strangely foreign to him.

Lighting a cigarette, he waited in silence.

A surge of anger, frustration, and deep helplessness welled up inside him—emotions left behind by his body's former owner.

Lin Feng reminded himself that this had nothing to do with him, yet he had no choice but to deal with it.

A few minutes later.

*Seriously? Already done?*

*Bang! Bang!*

He rapped sharply on the car window.

The glass rolled down, revealing the flushed face of a middle-aged man.

Lin Feng shook his head, his expression dripping with disdain.

"Who the hell are you?" the man roared.

As his voice thundered, a woman’s panicked shriek echoed from inside the car.

She scrambled to pull on her clothes before flinging the door open and stumbling out.

"Lin Feng, what are you doing here!?" The woman's face was a picture of shock.

Lin Feng gestured toward the building across the street. "I rent an apartment here. Just taking a walk—perfectly normal, wouldn't you say?"

"Just now... I mean..."

Words failed her.

Caught red-handed by her boyfriend, any explanation would sound hollow.

"Nana, who's this kid?"

The middle-aged man had already slid back into the driver's seat, his brow furrowed.

"My boyfriend."

"Holy shit!"

"Vroom—"

The man hastily started the engine and sped off.

No sooner had he hit the road than a loud "BAM!" echoed through the air.

A collision.

Pity it wasn't more serious.

Lin Feng sighed inwardly before shifting his gaze back to the woman before him.

She looked quite young, probably just in her early twenties.

Dressed in a form-fitting black skirt, her legs likely sheathed in sheer black or white stockings... Her long, chestnut-brown hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders. Her fair skin and oval face gave her an elegant charm.

Lin Feng would rate her appearance around eighty points—decent, but nothing extraordinary.

Too bad it was all makeup. Without it, she’d barely pass as average-looking.

The current Lin Feng had far higher standards than his past self.

He couldn’t wrap his head around it—why would a woman named Liu Na cheat on someone as handsome as him?

Was beauty defined differently in this world compared to his past life?

He had already decided to quit smoking.

The realization hit Lin Feng abruptly.

He took one last deep drag before stubbing out the cigarette and flicking it with uncanny precision into a nearby trash bin.

That kind of pinpoint accuracy? Only a smoker with over a decade of experience could pull it off.

Without another word, Lin Feng turned and silently headed upstairs.

First time in two lifetimes he’d encountered something like this.

Kinda amusing, really.

Next, he wanted to see how this woman would perform.

Liu Na was initially at a loss, but after making a phone call, she quickly headed upstairs.

As she walked, she couldn’t help but grumble about her rotten luck. Why did this guy have to show up just when her manager was dropping her off?

The door was ajar, revealing Lin Feng sitting calmly on the sofa.

To her surprise, he seemed completely composed—like a different person, someone she no longer recognized.

Without hesitation, she set down her bag and hurried into the bathroom.

The sound of running water soon filled the air.

Lin Feng picked up a magazine from the coffee table and began flipping through it.

From his memories, he knew he had traveled back ten years—this was 2012.

Even without the billions he once had in his previous life, he was confident he could become a tycoon again with his foresight.

After skimming through the magazine’s dozens of pages, Lin Feng suddenly froze.

Because, astonishingly, every word and image from the magazine was now crystal clear in his mind—as if his brain had taken a photograph and stored it all.

Every punctuation mark was crystal clear.

This was... a photographic memory!

Along with his enhanced vision and hearing, Lin Feng had just discovered another perk of being a transmigrator.

Liu Na stepped out of the bathroom, clad in a thin, pink silk nightgown. With a sultry look in her eyes, she settled beside Lin Feng.

"Darling, I was wrong," she murmured, taking his hand and guiding it toward her body.

Lin Feng quickly pulled his hand back and scooted away, putting distance between himself and the woman he believed couldn’t wash away her sins even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

"Lin Feng! Are you disgusted by me? What gives you the right to look down on me?"

"Look at you—timid and weak. Any other man would’ve taken me long ago!"

"Just look at yourself. We’ve been dating for half a year, and you’ve never even dared to kiss me. What kind of man are you?"

...

Liu Na erupted, her face twisted in hysterics.

Lin Feng watched her performance with cold indifference.

Seeing Lin Feng remain unmoved, Liu Na started sobbing again.

Women always think tears will win a man’s sympathy.

"Stop crying," Lin Feng said, forcing a helpless expression. "Fine, I forgive you. Happy now?"

"Really?" Liu Na wiped away her crocodile tears, her face lighting up with feigned delight as she gazed at him.

*Really?* *Just kidding!*

Lin Feng had already plotted a hundred ways to make this woman suffer.

*Life’s a stage—might as well act the part.*

He lowered his head slightly, playing the role of a wounded, timid boy. "I can forgive all your mistakes."

Liu Na’s lips curled into a smirk, triumph flashing in her eyes.

*Exactly as expected.*

In her mind, this man had long been branded as weak and spineless.

She launched into an excuse: "It was my first time, you know. And he’s our manager—"

Lin Feng raised a hand, cutting her off. "Enough. I understand."

"You're too kind, Lin Feng!"

Liu Na's eyes sparkled with gratitude as she moved to throw her arms around him.

But Lin Feng sidestepped once again, his expression unreadable.

A frown creased Liu Na's brow, her joy dimming into confusion.

"My parents just passed away," Lin Feng said quietly, his voice steady but distant. "This isn't appropriate."