C10 Journal

There was no point in arguing with Ah Kun, and there was no benefit to himself. So Ling Han said: "Let me think about it a little more. If my wounds heal, I'll go, okay?"

Seeing that he had softened his attitude, Ah Kun said in a slightly more gentle tone, "Alright, since you have a wound, you should go back and have a good rest. Come back in two days."

Ling Han no longer wanted to stay in this place, but he didn't know where he was staying now!

After thinking about it, he could only find someone to send him back. Seeing that Ah Kun didn't seem to know how to give it away, Ling Han probably didn't have that kind of patience, so he tactfully didn't ask for it.

Right now, he could only think of one person who could send him home. Walking out of the office, Ling Han relied on his memory to reach the floor that Jiang Yi belonged to.

Jiang Yi expressed surprise at his arrival, Ling Han asked Jiang Yi after work if anything happened, Jiang Yi replied that nothing. Ling Han heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and tactfully told him that he wanted to go home with him.

Jiang Yi happened to have nothing to do, so he drove Ling Han straight back to his house.

It was a very high-end apartment, and the environment was very beautiful and quiet. Ling Han had heard of it before, but the houses in this area were all very expensive. The people who live here are either rich or noble. It seemed like Ling Han was just pretending to be a fuerdai and doing his best. The monthly rent here was at least over ten thousand small houses, it was normal for bigger houses to have thirty to forty thousand yuan.

Ling Han originally wanted to invite Jiang Yi to have a meal before leaving, but then he suddenly remembered that he was too shy to keep him. Jiang Yi also didn't want to eat with him, so he left him at the entrance of the district and told him to have a good rest before leaving.

The inspection of the residential complex was very strict. Outsiders were not allowed to enter. Fortunately, the security guard recognized Ling Han and let him in. He would definitely answer Ling Han's questions, even if his questions were baffling.

This neighborhood was thankful for the fingerprint password. Although Ling Han didn't know the password to enter or leave, he could still open the gate with his fingerprint.

This was a two-bedroom, two-room apartment. The interior was estimated to be nearly a hundred square meters, and it was very spacious and bright. The decorations were simple and elegant, not luxurious, but the objects had a sense of substance, and the details reflected the designer's extraordinary taste.

Ling Han walked over and touched the gray velvet sofa. The texture of the sofa's touch let the Great Shadow Emperor, who was used to seeing good things, know that the price of the sofa was definitely not less than a hundred thousand yuan.

The rent is probably quite high.

Ling Han, who was currently short on money, began to worry. He didn't know how many months the rent had been paid. Then, he quickly suppressed these thoughts. It was imperative for him to understand his own living condition as soon as possible, so as to avoid any mistakes.

The room was very clean, but this kind of cleanliness didn't seem like it was made by a single man. It seemed more like the effect of having a time worker clean the room.

There was a laptop lying on the sofa. Ling Han's eyes lit up as he turned on the computer happily. A young man like Ling Han should be very fond of the internet, so he could understand his life through the internet.

Unfortunately, the computer had its password.

Ling Han put down his laptop and wandered around the room dejectedly. He quickly came to the bedroom and found a light black diary on the desk in the bedroom. The diary was very old and must have been used for a long time.

Ling Han couldn't wait to read it.

It was a diary from junior high school until now, and through these diaries Ling Han had a general idea of the body's life experiences.

In summary, Ling Han's parents divorced when he was very young. After the two of them reestablished their family, neither of them were willing to care about him, leaving him to fend for himself. Meanwhile, Ling Han was also full of resentment towards his parents. He swore in his heart that he would do something that would make his parents regret, but unfortunately for him, the youth's temperament was unstable, and it was easy for him to take the wrong path.

Adolescent boys' self-esteem is especially sensitive. In order to get the attention of his classmates, Ling Han would often treat them to a meal. He wanted to use this method to show that he was different from others, and he did succeed. He was handsome, and at school he was known as a rich young master, and lived as if in an idol, and he was intoxicated with the pursuit.

However, deep down, he knew that this was not right. He was also terrified, afraid that he would be exposed. However, after lying, he had to grit his teeth and endure.

In the front part of the diary, it was mostly Ling Han's confession, probably realizing that it was wrong but unable to resist the temptation, so his words were very helpless.

Ling Han did not have a good academic performance, so he dropped to the bottom after high school. However, because he acted like a rich kid, the girls were still infatuated with him. He was intoxicated by this infatuation. His parents had given him a lot of living expenses, but Ling Han was able to spend them all quickly. In his sophomore year, he announced that he had gone abroad to study. In fact, he had dropped out of school.

This incident had enraged his parents and almost cut off his financial resources. Ling Han, in one breath, flew high into the sky and came to A City to explore. He sincerely thought that his appearance and conditions were not bad, and that he should be able to make a name for himself with his entertainment circle. At that time, his reputation would come flooding in, and he would be able to get anything he wanted. The diary also mentioned Bai Zice, he took Bai Zice as his idol, determined to walk the same path.

Unfortunately, he didn't have Bai Zice's luck. Plus, he was very proud and wholeheartedly wanted to enter the GMG, so he had been acting like a wild model, patting a commercial and mingling with a bunch of other girls.

That kind of environment could quickly corrode a person's mind. Half a year ago, Ling Han met someone rich and powerful, and finally got into the love GMG that never forgets.

Formerly Bai Zice found that Ling Han did not know who the rich man was because the back of the diary had been torn off. From the time he dropped out of high school in his second year of high school, the frequency of Ling Han's diary became lower and lower. Initially, it was once a week, but later, it was only once a month or two.

But at least he knew the general direction. According to Ling Han's deductions, a proud person like him should be able to cut all ties with the normal people soon after entering the GMG, so he shouldn't be too worried about making friends.

Ling Han also knew a little about pretending to be rich. Some celebrities need to be packaged, so having a good birth is a plus. It was clear from his words that Ah Kun knew the truth, which meant that the company might acquiesce to his appearance in this way.

Relatives are apathetic, friends are shallow, and Ling Han has a lot of confidence in playing the role. The most important point was that most people wouldn't think of rebirth, right? Thus, even if he behaved strangely, he shouldn't attract too much attention.

Thinking of this, Ling Han felt more relaxed.

Next was the money. Ling Han rummaged through the house for a long time, but only found 2000 yuan in cash. He held a stack of red notes in his hand and silently thanked the dead Ling Han in his heart.

"Thank you for giving me your body and money. I'll help you catch the killer in the future and repay you."

After thanking him, he began to worry. If he didn't have any income, he would have to drink the northwest wind.

Ling Han packed up and went downstairs to take a taxi to where he used to live. It was a villa in the suburbs, and also the place he wanted to return to before he died.

Soon, he arrived at the scene of his accident. Ling Han was full of emotions.

This stretch of road was very open, and there were very few cars. The surrounding greenery was done very well, and it no longer had the tragic scene of the river of blood, not even a trace of the accident could be found.

A trace of melancholy arose in his heart. Would he, too, be like this ground that had been washed clean after death, unable to leave a trace behind?

But very quickly, he shook his head to rid himself of this discouraging thought. There were not many opportunities for him to regain his life. The God of Heaven had already pitied him, so what was there to be sad about?

The group of villas were surrounded by lush green trees, with brown bricks peeking out from the center. They were low-key and mysterious.

Most of Ling Han's bank card and valuables were left in the villa before he died. As long as he could get his hands on these items, he wouldn't have to worry about money. However, the problem was how to get his hands on them.

He should first understand the situation.

He arrived at the security booth with great familiarity. Ling Han was quite good-looking and wore pretty good clothes. The security guards who had seen many powerful people did not know where he came from and did not dare to offend him. They politely asked him who he was looking for.

"I want to know something." Ling Han said.

"Sir, what would you like to ask?"

"Who took over Bai Zice's house after he died?"

The security guard was surprised. "Are you a relative or friend of Mr. Bai?"

Seeing that Ling Han didn't answer, the security guard continued, "After Mr. Bai's death, many relatives came here to try to inherit the property, but Mr. Bai left a will and donated all of his property."

Relatives? What relatives does he have?

When he and his grandmother had been living together, Ling Han thought, those relatives had been somewhere. After he became famous, all sorts of aunts came running over to marry him. At that time, his mood was extremely high, so naturally, he wouldn't give these people face and let them all take the chance to close the door. Later on, when he did not know any relatives, he did not have a good relationship with them and other negative news, so he reckoned that it was all thanks to these people.

At that time, how could he care?

The thoughts about relatives only lasted a moment, before Ling Han turned his attention to the main point, "Will? "They donated it?"

The security guard nodded.