Volume One, Chapter Two: To the Man with Kidney Deficiency, This Is for You

Because the medical books left to her by her grandmother were still at the Gu residence, she had to go back to retrieve them. She had expected to be scolded, beaten, or blamed by her parents upon returning, but to her surprise, they greeted her with smiles.

“Lili is back?” Her father, Gu Zhuo, unusually absent from work, immediately stood up from the sofa when he saw her.

Her mother, Bai Ying, stepped forward, touched her hand, and smiled, “Why are your hands so cold? Have some hot water.” After speaking, she picked up a cup and offered it to her.

She raised an eyebrow but didn’t take it. Whether in her past life or after rebirth, her parents had always favored Gu Mo, the youngest.

“I came back to get grandma’s medical books,” Gu Li said calmly, not wanting to engage with them.

Bai Ying glanced at her husband, then grabbed Gu Li’s arm, dropping the pretense. “Lili, your room and Mo Mo’s room need to be connected.”

“What do you mean?” Gu Li looked back at her mother with a sense of foreboding.

Seeing she couldn’t hide it, Bai Ying explained fully, “Mo Mo is marrying Zhao Bei. Our house isn’t big enough, and Mo Mo wants Zhao Bei to live with us. Her room isn’t large enough, so we’ll open up your room. You’re often not home anyway, so…”

“So you’re just kicking me out, right?” Gu Li cut her off, bitterness rising. This was truly ruthless.

“What do you mean by kicking you out?” Bai Ying smiled. “At three this afternoon, someone from the Fu family will come to pick you up. You’ll be living in a big house then. You won’t need this room, so it’ll be Mo Mo’s.”

They didn’t ask for her opinion; they simply decided.

Fine.

Gu Li didn’t even want to talk to them. She nodded, pushed past her mother, and opened her bedroom door. Inside, everything was scattered, obviously rummaged through by Gu Mo.

Gu Mo was searching through the closet, but Gu Li wasn’t angry. She sat on the edge of the bed, watching her amusingly, and softly asked, “Gu Mo, what are you looking for?”

Hearing Gu Li’s voice, Gu Mo turned around and saw her sitting calmly on the bed.

She immediately stood and came over, extending her hand with righteous indignation. “Give me everything grandma left you, including the property certificate for the downtown flat she gave you.”

Indeed, Gu Mo must have been reborn too. In the past life, she had no idea what grandma had left or what Lu Zhaobei had given. Now, how did she know?

Gu Li didn’t outright refuse. She picked up a medical book from the floor. “This is grandma’s inheritance. Do you want it?”

“The property certificate isn’t with me now, and I don’t know where it is. As for Lu Zhaobei’s stuff, it’s just a silver bracelet,” Gu Mo said, pointing to her pocket, which was clearly bulging. Hadn’t she already taken it?

Seeing her exposed, Gu Mo hastily stuffed the items away, closed the door, and then leaned forward as Gu Li gathered the books. “A few old books and you treat them like treasures. I really haven’t seen anything so narrow-minded. Zhaobei told me he only has eyes for me.”

Right, only for you—only you, foolishly serving as a nanny in his house.

“Oh, it seems my eight years with him can’t compare to his sudden fondness for you.”

At that, Gu Mo laughed triumphantly, eyes shining with pride. Thinking of Gu Li’s upcoming marriage into the Fu family, she deliberately showed off the gold bracelets and necklace on her wrist. “See? These are gold, gifts from Zhaobei. They cost 60,000 yuan. He never spared money on you before.”

She knew Lu Zhaobei was stingy with Gu Li, so she wanted to flaunt how different he was with her.

Her eyes brimmed with malice toward Gu Li and jealousy for her alluring face.

Gu Li immediately recognized the jewelry as gold-plated silver. Lu Zhaobei didn’t have extra money to spend; after all, his father was ill in the hospital.

“Looks like he does care about you and is willing to spend money on you,” she said, placing the books into a paper box on the dressing table with a faint smile. To her, these petty tricks were beneath notice—not enough to upset or anger her.

Seeing Gu Li’s indifferent and calm demeanor, Gu Mo grew resentful, wishing she could tear off that hypocritical mask.

“Sis, the Fu family’s heir has driven eight wives to death before. Aren’t you afraid?”

She refused to believe Gu Li could stay so composed.

Gu Li nodded. “I saw the news. I’ll be the ninth.” Holding a sealed box with tape, she cared little for what Gu Mo said.

“The Fu family heir is incapable of having children. You won’t have descendants.”

Seeing Gu Li remain silent, Gu Mo defiantly said, “This lifetime, I want to have three children with Lu Zhaobei.”

Gu Li shuddered. Didn’t Gu Mo know the three children she had with Lu Zhaobei in the past life were adopted?

Only on her deathbed had she learned Lu Zhaobei was infertile, truly unable to have children.

Gu Mo saw Gu Li pause her work, stunned. Thinking she had succeeded, she smiled. “Our parents spoil me. This lifetime, I’ll let you suffer in the Fu family. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you for mom and dad.”

Suddenly, the sound of a car horn downstairs came. Gu Mo pointed toward the door. “Listen, there’s a car downstairs. Could it be the Fu family coming to pick you up?”

“Also, our parents don’t have money to prepare a dowry for you. Take whatever you want from the house.”

The old woman’s shabby books were all Gu Li got.

Satisfied, Gu Mo left, determined to show the world her happiness this lifetime, while her sister would suffer torment in the Fu household.

But she didn’t know she had made a grave mistake.

Gu Li paid no mind to Gu Mo’s words. Instead, she suddenly recalled that grandma’s medical books might include writings on male infertility and the Fu family’s medical history. She’d already checked the sealed box of books; nothing like that was there.

She searched through the closet, finally finding an old yellowed book written by her grandmother tucked in the corner. Flipping through it, she found that grandma had planned everything for her future.

Grandma had been so devoted to the Fu family’s ailments, spending half her life researching their diseases.

Her medical skills were extraordinary. When alive, whether poor or noble, even enemies, all came to her for treatment, yet she never gave interviews to outsiders.

With this book, the Fu family’s health would surely improve.

Thinking of Gu Mo’s words, she laughed quietly. Fate really did repeat itself. She didn’t understand why heaven had made foolish Gu Mo reborn.

Dowry?

She didn’t care. Her parents had never given her anything. Even her tuition in the past life was self-earned. Meanwhile, her sister, Gu Mo, lived extravagantly every month, having all her wishes fulfilled.

Gu Li’s classmates even thought she was poor, often nominating her for financial aid.

Indeed, from the same family yet so different fates.

She vowed to treat both Fu Yanchen and the Fu family well. She had promised grandma.

At three in the afternoon, after Gu Li finished packing and was ready to leave, her parents and Gu Mo had already gone out. No one was there to send her off.

Standing at the community gate waiting for a ride, suddenly a black Bentley stopped before her.

She checked the ride app; it said a BYD, not a Bentley.

She was about to move aside when the rear door opened, and the person stepping out left her dumbfounded.

She was stunned by the figure before her and couldn’t help but point, disbelief in her voice. “Aren’t you the patient I saw during my morning clinic?”

A face of extreme charm but expressionless, cold and indifferent.

How did he find this place?

“I’m Fu Yanchen!” he said.

Those five words froze Gu Li on the spot.

So the patient she saw earlier was Fu Yanchen?

And the man she was about to marry was Fu Yanchen?

Could it be a namesake?

She opened her mouth, voice uncertain, “Fu Yanchen, the Fu family heir?”

The Fu family heir?

Fu Yanchen disliked the title but nodded along. The driver got out, took the suitcase and the box of books from behind her, carrying one in each hand with ease.

Gu Li looked at him, still bewildered.

“Grandpa told me to come pick you up. Are you ready?”

His expression was so cold, Gu Li was stunned, unable to tell if this was reality or a hallucination. She hadn’t even adjusted from seeing him as a patient to her fiancé. She instinctively wanted to refuse getting in, but the driver had already placed her suitcase in the trunk.

She had many questions swirling in her mind. Watching his tall, imposing figure stride ahead with an icy aura, she wanted to ask but dared not.

Once seated, she finally heard him say coldly, “First, we’ll go to the civil affairs bureau.”