In his previous life, he knelt outside the ICU, watching helplessly as his father’s heart monitor flatlined. In the end, he never got to say, “Dad, I love you.”
Given another life, the fierce glint in Jia Zheng’s eyes is there only to protect the people who matter most to him.
He can hurl a piping-hot meat bun at a scheming woman, yet carefully buy a bowl of steaming tomato and egg noodles for a genius girl with social anxiety.
He can use legal statutes to scare thugs witless, yet clumsily pick up her scattered paintbrushes and tell her, “No one gets to bully my employee except me.”
In just two weeks, he creates the miracle of earning 120,000 a day. Not for sports cars or mansions, but so he can rush home at once and drag his cancer-stricken father into the best hospital in the country, throwing down a 100,000 deposit to buy him a chance at life.
When his father asks with a tremble, “When did you grow up?” he finally says the words that are fifteen years overdue: “Dad, you, Jia Pingfan, are anything but ordinary. I love you, Dad!”
In this life, he will use his knowledge of the next fifteen years to defy fate for his father and shield the people around him. As for the enemies from his previous life, they are nothing but a few ants he crushes along the way as he protects those he loves.
