Young Master, I'm Back!

"Is it ending like this? I can't accept it..." The suffocating sensation rendered Lolin powerless to struggle in the icy lake. Before consciousness completely faded, there was one name he couldn't forget – Pan Jiajun!

The eldest son of one of the four prestigious families in the capital, the Pan Family!

Lolin would never forget who ordered his legs to be crushed. He would never forget how the once powerful Lofamily met its downfall – the circumstances of his father's death, his mother's illness, the removal of his uncle, who served as the municipal party secretary, and the sudden death of his grandfather, a high-ranking official in a military district. All of it seemed to be connected to that person!

In this cruel world, Lolin offended just one person and ended up with the fate of being "exterminated." And strangely, it seemed like he couldn't blame others.

In his previous life, Lolin was too arrogant, a prodigal son, and made too many enemies. When the Lofamily began to decline, those who threw stones at him were enough to ensure Lolin's life would be spent scavenging through the garbage!

If given another chance, would fate be different?

...

Lolin felt as if he had slept for a century. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on...

On the sofa in his home's living room?

Wait!

I... I'm not dead?! Where is this...

Why does it resemble my childhood home so much?

Lifting his head to examine the living room's decor, Lolin was dumbfounded when he saw the time on the wall clock. The time displayed: August 14, 2005, Ghost Festival.

... What kind of joke is this?!

2005?! Lolin was only 17 this year! How did he go from 37 to 17 just by opening his eyes?!

Lolin pinched his arm fiercely – it hurt! It felt real, not a dream!

"Or, did I just wake up from a long nightmare?" Remembering his wish to live again before falling into the lake, Lolin's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but jump off the sofa, but for some reason, his head was dizzy, his legs went soft, and he fell to the ground.

"Ah." He made a soft exclamation, the dizzy feeling like a night of heavy drinking, a splitting headache.

Realizing this, Lolin became even more excited!

His 17-year-old self indeed often drank all night. His parents were busy with business and rarely at home, so he became more and more unruly, leading a reckless life. The painful sensation of the headache confirmed that Lolin was truly alive! He had returned to the year when he was 17!!! More importantly...

Lolin excitedly moved his legs, the feeling of flesh and bones connected making his nose tingle.

"I really came back... back to the year when I was 17... the era where all the misfortune began. God gave me a chance to start over on this day, intending to give me an opportunity to be a new person."

With a thousand thoughts in his mind, Lolin's throat felt a bit choked up. All of this was real; Lofamily still existed, his father, mother, uncle, and grandfather were all alive!

Lolin quietly wiped away a tear. His 17-year-old appearance housed the soul of a 37-year-old man. It was awkward but incredibly beautiful.

As time passed, Lolin lay relaxed on the floor, quietly sorting out his thoughts and emotions. His mature mind told him that if all this was real, he had to live again, not allow himself to make mistakes, even if it was just a dream. He had to live a dazzling life!

Taking a deep breath, Lolin's eyes suddenly became sharp. Three years later, in 2008, the capital hosted an investment conference, inviting powerful families. The Lofamily, as a second-tier family, had the privilege to attend. It was more like a gathering for these prestigious families, each bringing their proudest children. It was there that Lolin reunited with his high school crush, Han Xuan. In his youthfulness, he launched a fervent pursuit. Instead of winning her heart, he gained numerous enemies and became sworn enemies with Pan Jiajun.

From personal conflicts to business battles among family conglomerates, even covert black operations! To put it plainly, Lofamily, due to Lolin's reckless actions, fell into an irreparable situation during the seven years of smokeless warfare.

Thinking about this, Lolin's heart ached, but thanks to heaven, he was given a chance to start anew.

Admittedly, Pan Jiajun's methods were superior to Lolin's at that time... But, starting over now, would Lolin still lose? Three years were enough, and Lolin's perspective was longer than anyone living in this era. With this alone, he could rise brilliantly, even without relying on his family background, relying solely on himself!

"Click."

At this moment, the door opened, and a voluptuous and beautiful woman entered. Seeing Lolin crouched on the floor like a wolf, her face froze. Without a word, she ran to Lolin's side and helped him up.

"My young master, what kind of grand dream were you having? You can't even fit on such a big sofa, why lie on the floor?"

Her voice was pleasant, gentle with a hint of banter and reproach. Lolin heard the voice and instantly woke up from his myriad thoughts. His nose suddenly felt sour.

"Wanshu?... Qin Wanshu?"

Helped onto the sofa, Lolin saw the appearance of this beautiful woman and couldn't help but feel his heart racing. ...Flawless fair skin, captivating charming eyes, and a hot and tempting figure, all dressed conservatively in work attire.

Except for his own "Aunt" Qin Wanshu, who else could it be?!

"Wanshu?..."

Lolin almost trembled as he called out this name.

Qin Wanshu blushed when she heard it, reached out, and pinched Lolin's face. "You brat, is Wanshu what you call me? I'm your Aunt Qin! What's going on? Is the alcohol not completely out of your system yet?"

Aunt Qin, Wanshu.

Heh.

Lolin suddenly grinned foolishly, feeling incredibly happy at this moment.

Qin Wanshu's father and his grandfather were old comrades in arms. Although Qin Wanshu was only five or six years older than Lolin, in terms of seniority, she was his aunt. Her family lived next door, and they had a close relationship with his parents.

Usually, when his parents were busy with business and didn't return home for one or two months, they would entrust Qin Wanshu to take care of Lolin. After all, Lolin was just a high school student at the age of seventeen.

After some time passed, Qin Wanshu simply got a spare key.

For over a year, Qin Wanshu often came to Lolin's house to cook for him, do some laundry. Unfortunately, Lolin was a young man with a bad lifestyle. This troubled Qin Wanshu a lot. The reason was simple: Lolin often drank