Just as Hua Shu and Xier stood on the podium watching the class's morning reading, a figure appeared at their classroom doorway...

I'm Wu Jing—the "Jing" from "timid and careful." I attend ClearWater Academy's high school division but rarely show up. At fifteen, I run my own company. My businesses span all of Huobei Province. You might wonder how a high schooler built this empire.

Fifteen years have passed since my reincarnation. Last life, I was a department head at a dull corporate job. One drunken night, I saw a girl saving a cat from an oncoming car. Impulsively, I shoved her aside—taking the hit myself. As darkness closed in, a shooting star streaked across the sky. A whisper echoed: "People with naturally curly hair aren't bad guys."

My hair was permed later! After that mental gripe, I blacked out. I woke reborn at age six. My brother, Wu Ke, sat glued to anime—just as otaku-obsessed as before. I almost laughed but held back. Last life, he died in a crash. I’d hated his dyed-red hair and red contacts. He was grown yet so naive. My constant mocking pushed him off track. Heh. This time, I’d fix everything. No more regrets.

I secretly gambled my tuition on a sure-win lottery ticket. With the cash, I used my future knowledge to dominate markets and stocks. A decade of success I’d never dreamed of. Now, time to enjoy life. Only my parents know my secret. Wu Ke has no clue his little brother’s rewriting his fate.

Today, I’d finally confess everything to him. But what happened next shattered my reality.

Bang bang bang!

The door shook. That idiot Wu Ke forgot his keys again. Seriously, this life he swore off being a delinquent. His simple heart could never achieve greatness. No matter—I’d handle it all. Today, I’d give him anything: wealth? Beauty? Heh. For my brother’s happiness, nothing’s too much.

I opened the door. A stunning woman in her twenties lunged in, hugging me tight. Her soft curves silenced my "idiot Wu Ke" remark. Post-rebirth, I’d skipped romance. Free affection? I never refuse. Haha—a perfect morning. My forever-single brother would die of envy.

But she clung silently, sadness in her grip. Time to take charge.

I swept her up, carried her to my bedroom, and tumbled onto the bed. She wanted this, right? Generous as I am, I kissed her tempting lips.

"Ah? No, Wu Jing, don’t—mmph!"

She knew me. No surprise—I’m low-key at my company, but info leaks. Some social climber, no doubt. Tracking my address took skill. Her resistance? Playing hard to get? Amusing.

I kept kissing her despite her struggles. Requests could wait—ruining the mood was rude. I unbuttoned her blouse, released her lips, and grasped her ample bosom. Ready to launch my move—she burst into tears.

"Xiao Jing! I’m your brother! Get off!"

Her hysterical shout froze me. My brother’s girlfriend? Tricky. But the point of no return neared. At the last second, I veered away—just grazing the entrance before pulling back. Phew. Close call.

"Uh, sorry, sis-in-law. Thought you were sent for me. Here for Wu Ke? He’ll be back soon."

"Sis-in-law? I *am* your brother! Didn’t you see yesterday’s news?"

Haltingly, she explained. This beauty *was* my naive, foolish Wu Ke. What had I almost done? To my own brother? Holy shit. That phrase looped in my head.

"Bro, I truly didn’t know you’d..."

"Forget it. My fault for not explaining."

Heh. Classic Wu Ke—always taking blame. Good souls rarely win. I’d seen enough. Calmly, I revealed my wealth and reincarnation story.

His dumbfounded stare almost made me laugh. *Him* like this was the real shock.

Then he spoke: "Xiao Jing... from now on, support me and my kid, okay?"

"No, bro! Listen—I didn’t do anything to you!"