Erinnerungsstücke aus Rosenholz

Kapitel 1

Chapter 1 I Transmigrated

Summer winds are always sticky, mixed with sweat, making it hard to breathe. In a second-tier city where it has just rained, the humidity and heat make people so tired that they lose the strength to speak.

In front of the office building in the early morning, a young man was wearing an ill-fitting black suit, which looked loose and listless. His face was pale, and he wore thick black-rimmed glasses. A cell phone that looked several years out of date was pressed against his ear. What was more unpleasant than the noisy voice on the phone was the content of the conversation.

“Wen Cheng, it’s not that your uncle doesn’t understand you, I know it’s tough for you, but prices are rising so fast these days, and my son just got a girlfriend. In this day and age, how many young people get married without their parents’ help? I have no choice but to raise the rent by 500 yuan. I’m not the only one raising the price like this. In our area, go ask around, who else raised their rent later than me? Your contract expires this month, and I won’t pressure you. If you really can’t manage, find a cheaper shared apartment.”

Wen Cheng sniffed, the joy of just receiving her salary today vanished. "Uncle, I understand what you mean. It's hard to find a place to live now. Even a cheap round-trip fare would cost more than five hundred. I'll pay."

The last two words carried the untold bitterness that Wen Cheng had endured over the past few years.

"Coo coo—~"

My stomach growled at that very moment, which was quite inopportune.

Wen Cheng rubbed her stomach, took out the water she had gotten from the company from her laptop bag, and gulped it all down in a few mouthfuls.

Muttering to myself, "You're not hungry, you're not hungry. Skipping one meal will make you lose two pounds, so you can still walk the runway next year!"

Wen Cheng has been using this kind of deceptive, pie-in-the-sky therapy on children for two years.

Wen Cheng is an orphan. It's been two years since he graduated, but these two years haven't been easy for him. The orphanage that raised him has been struggling to operate. Every year, he and the director submit materials to higher authorities, but due to various reasons, they've been delayed in getting approval.

The director is of retirement age, and the orphanage is old and dilapidated, so it no longer accepts new orphans. However, there are still a few children in the orphanage who are not yet adults.

Before the application was approved, Wen Cheng could only rely on her meager salary to make ends meet.

Sitting on a bench near the sidewalk, Wen Cheng opened her bank account and meticulously planned her expenses for the coming month. She had originally hoped to save enough money last month to buy a small electric scooter, but due to unforeseen circumstances, she had to abandon her plans. Gritting her teeth, she allocated 500 yuan to rent, resolutely refusing to touch the money she owed the dean this month.

"Beep beep beep!"

The phone, which had just been turned off, rang again. Wen Cheng took it out and held it to her ear. It was the old man.

"Cheng, Chengcheng, I have something to tell you, please, please don't get excited!"

Nothing could excite him except a large bowl of meat in front of him right now.

"The application materials submitted this year have been approved!"

......

Wuhu!

A scream resembling that of an ape startled the man who was about to urinate by the roadside, and then he saw a blurry figure rush into the bus.

On a somewhat dilapidated street, a little boy came out to play with a ball. Faint laughter could be heard coming from the yard behind him. Tonight's dinner was exceptionally lavish, and the headmaster had given each of them a bottle of milk. He was saving it for his older brother to drink when he came back.

"You brat!"

A familiar voice rang out, and the little boy looked up.

It's my older brother!

But before he could even utter the words "brother," he was pushed far away by Wen Cheng, who lunged at him frantically, and then a large truck drove by mercilessly.

"Bang--!"

"elder brother!"

......

Wen Cheng seemed to have slept for a long time. When she opened her eyes, the scene before her was completely different.

A large crystal chandelier hung overhead, and a huge display screen was mounted on the wall in front of him. Although he couldn't make out anything about the wallpaper, he was certain it wasn't the cheap wallpaper that cost ten yuan a meter on Taobao. The bed he was lying on was more comfortable than any hotel he had ever stayed in before, and it even had a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Then a flood of memories rushed in. He had actually transmigrated into a book, and into the stupid and vicious cannon fodder character with the same name in a domineering CEO novel!

He had been curious about this book before and even read it. Goodness, his body is practically a plot generator; he's always causing trouble wherever he goes!

The original owner grew up in an orphanage and was somewhat insecure and impulsive. A month ago, he was taken back by his parents from the Wen family. The fake young master was named Wen Yunyi, the protagonist of the book and a top-grade Biluochun tea master. In front of outsiders, he was a well-behaved third young master of the Wen family, but in front of him, he was a top-grade tea master.

When the original owner returned to the Wen family and saw that the protagonist, the fake young master, could enjoy his parents' love and even surpass it, he started to cause trouble. The protagonist, the fake young master, just wanted to make it impossible for him to stay in the Wen family. The original owner directly wanted to destroy the entire Wen family and kick the whole family out.

What kind of plot is this where everyone is a villain?

Unfortunately, the original owner's frail body couldn't support his extravagant fantasies. He was discovered by the "green tea" girl in the very first step of devouring the company. Adding to his unlikable nature, he also used his status as the true young master of the Wen family to force a marriage agreement with the Qin family. His fiancée was none other than the protagonist of this book, who fell in love with the "green tea" girl during their engagement period.

When the little green tea bitch took revenge, she was ruthless. She piled all sorts of evidence on him, successfully getting the original owner, who had no family ties with her, directly imprisoned!

"hehe,"

Wen Cheng suddenly chuckled twice, then abruptly threw off the covers and stood up, leaving two large footprints on the soft bed.

He, Wen Cheng, is retiring early!!!

Why fight with the protagonist? Wouldn't it be better to just retire peacefully in a wealthy family and be a lazy bum?

Slippers, mirror, table, four-piece bedding set

Great, he didn't see any of the same items on Taobao!

Even his pajamas are so silky!

Wen Cheng brazenly stroked the expensive fabric, which even had embroidery on the sleeves!

Wen Cheng was so engrossed in dancing to old-fashioned disco that she didn't even notice the door being silently opened.

Then came a sudden, sharp gasp.

Wen Cheng looked over blankly, and halfway through the dance, she completely forgot the key points of the old-fashioned disco moves.

At this moment, Wen Cheng was thinking that if he could dance his way out of the world right now, he would definitely dance his way out of the world!

Standing at the door was a slightly plump auntie, probably their housekeeper, Aunt Li. He didn't know if she looked kind or not, but he was definitely scared. Her face practically screamed, "I shouldn't have stepped into this room. If I had the chance, I would have run away."

Wen Cheng gripped the soft mattress with her toes, and after confirming that she couldn't pry open the dream mansion, she began to think about her current awkward situation!

Pay attention! What is the first rule of retirement?

A woman who lives off her husband is loved by everyone!

"It was a bit cold, so I wanted to try to see if I could generate heat through friction."

Wen Cheng explained obediently, having shed her usual extremely unfashionable style and fierce aura. Her soft curly hair and large, watery almond-shaped eyes were indeed quite captivating.

Aunt Li's shocked gaze was like watching a live evolution of apes. Young Master Wen Cheng, who had always looked down on her, had actually learned to speak human language!

At this moment, Wen Cheng hated her ability to read people's expressions. She had figured out seven or eight parts of the emotions on Aunt Li's face. Apart from using ellipses, there was nothing else to describe the vicissitudes and helplessness in her heart.

After all, the protagonist of this book is portrayed in such a profound way.

The two were silent for a while. Aunt Li, with her strong mental fortitude, quickly regained her composure. "Young Master Wen Cheng, are you cold? Let me turn off the air conditioner for you." Aunt Li walked in with small steps, afraid of upsetting him in any way and having to perform another awkward dance in front of her. Being asked to dance for money was like shortening her lifespan by watching Young Master Wen Cheng dance today!

Unexpectedly, the next second, Cheng subconsciously said, "Thank you, Aunt Li."

Aunt Li's hand trembled as she held the remote control, accidentally knocking the poster off the table. Unfortunately, the poster landed face up on the floor.

Snap~

Their eyes simultaneously fell on the poster on the ground.

The poster features a photo of Wen Yunyi, the protagonist of this story. It's clearly not a professionally edited photo, but rather an unflattering screenshot taken randomly from a group photo of the original owner. In that photo, Wen Yunyi is yawning, with his mouth and nostrils magnified to an extreme degree, while his once-proud peach blossom eyes are now squinted into slits. The 80-100 pixel size magnifies Wen Yunyi's ugliness three times.

Aunt Li's guard had just relaxed when it snapped back into place! She was even so disgusted by the poster that her eyes hurt from looking so ugly!

This is the real one!!! Everything before was just an illusion!!

Wen Cheng quickly jumped out of bed, swiftly gathered up the poster, and stuffed it into the trash can. Her movements were fluid and seamless.

"Why did the seller send me this family photo when I was getting it printed? I was too tired last night to look at it carefully. My brother would be so upset if he saw it," Wen Cheng said, then couldn't help but yawn. To avoid making Aunt Li think she was being emotional, she tried to hold it in, but ended up crying.

She could only wipe them away manually. After letting go, a few teardrops still clung to Wen Cheng's curled, thick eyelashes. She blinked twice and they slid down her cheeks.

"Oh dear, why is Young Master Wen Cheng crying? Auntie believes you didn't mean anything by it!" Aunt Li said this with a heavy heart, as if he hadn't worked here this month, even though you two had a big fight yesterday!

Unaware of Aunt Li's all-knowing gaze,

Wen Cheng, despite her poor acting skills, put on a wildly impressive performance!

“Aunt Li,” Wen Cheng called out, her tone no longer arrogant and domineering, “I was too ignorant before. I thought about it all night last night, and I want to apologize for my recklessness and rudeness this month.”

Wen Cheng got out of bed, her eyes no longer filled with the fierceness of before. Her eyes, which had just shed tears, were slightly red, making the surrounding fair skin blush with a light red, which inexplicably aroused a strong desire to protect her, in addition to Wen Cheng's original good looks.

Aunt Li hesitated, but the last bit of compassion in her heart was stirred up. The two brothers were arguing, but their parents were still innocent: "It's good that you can think like this. In fact, Mr. and Mrs. Wen both love you very much. When a family encounters problems, they should talk things out properly. They can't use the cold war to wear down each other's enthusiasm. That's how a family gradually gets along." Aunt Li said something particularly insightful.

Wen Qi blinked, suddenly recalling the plot. It seemed the original owner had a huge argument with his family because they refused to give him the position of vice president of the Wen Corporation. Wen's father felt it was too early for him to take the position and that there were many things he didn't understand. As a result, the original owner directly pointed at Wen Qi and Wen Yunyi and berated them, saying that these two outsiders were in a higher position than him.

The farce ended with the original owner's victory, but his actions deeply hurt the Wen couple and created a rift between them.

Now that things have come to this, who can stop him from taking a vacation?

The company's vice president? Whoever it is, it absolutely cannot be him!

"Yes, I know. I'll have a good talk with Mom and Dad," Wen Cheng nodded sensibly, her hands rubbing together as she looked especially obedient.

And then Aunt Li believed it?

No, when Aunt Li left, all she could think about was what tricks Young Master Wen Cheng had come up with to torment people this time.

Before the warm orange could even be fully savored, my stomach started growling.

What did Aunt Li call him for just now?

Have a meal!!!

Wen Cheng's eyes suddenly brightened by three degrees. She almost forgot that she could eat whatever she wanted in this kind of family. She hurriedly opened the closet, rummaged through the clothes, and changed.

There is a European-style retro floor mirror near the window in the room.

Wen Cheng stood in front of the full-length mirror and examined the original owner's face. Her features hadn't changed much from her previous life, except that this body was almost two shades lighter than in her previous life. Sunlight streamed in from the window, illuminating Wen Cheng's upper body, making her fair skin almost translucent.

"Tsk, isn't this just boiled chicken?"

If she had a choice, Wen Cheng would prefer to dress as a muscular hunk. Wait a minute, do you have to work out to maintain muscles?

Never mind, let's pretend he didn't say anything. These days, even boiled chicken has a market.

The little salted fish said he just wanted to lie down. Although he died suddenly in his past life, at least the person he cared about finally got out of the predicament, so all his hard work wasn't in vain. In this world, he didn't want to think about anything anymore. He had been tired for so long, and he wanted to retire!

To motivate herself every day, Wen Cheng picked up a 50,000 yuan fountain pen from her desk before leaving and scribbled a few strokes on a piece of white paper to leave her mark.

Wen Cheng's motto: Take it one day at a time!

After getting ready and going downstairs, I smelled the aroma of food halfway down the stairs.

Looking closely, he saw that the entire Wen family was already seated around the table, but no food had been served yet; they were all waiting for him.

Seated at the head of the table was Wen Yongwang, the father, exuding an imposing aura of authority. Beside him sat an elegant middle-aged woman in a light green cheongsam. Though in her fifties, she looked like she was in her thirties or forties; this must be his mother, Wen Yin. Next to Wen Yin sat a meticulously dressed man, his hair styled with fine detail. He had beautiful, almond-shaped eyes with a touch of childlike innocence, but appeared somewhat frail. His gaze held a hint of sarcasm; this must be Wen Yunyi, the protagonist of this book's "tea ceremony" genre.