Internet users have short memories. The Lin Xingyi incident lasted only a few days and then disappeared.

But the internet's memory is infinite.

The video of me donating to my alma mater, establishing an education fund, went viral at the right time.

Sharp-eyed netizens recognized me as the heiress of the Xie family.

Another netizen released a video of me and Yu Sinian returning to our alma mater together.

Yu Sinian added fuel to the fire.

The flattering words of netizens caused Xie's stocks to soar in just one day.

My father and I expanded our business accordingly.

As we walked further down this path, it became broader and smoother.

I heard that Wen Zhixian has been working hard recently as well.

Turning over a new leaf, he began to consolidate the Wen Group.

He even wanted to collaborate with Xie's, taking the initiative to come to me to discuss cooperation.

I was dressed in a suit, walking confidently.

My hair grew quickly and was already at shoulder length.

There was no trace of a limp anywhere.

Wen Zhixian, rarely seen in a suit, had gotten a crew cut.

He was holding a stack of documents, and his eyes followed me as I walked.

It took him a while to find his voice.

"Le'an, your, your leg."

I was startled, then naturally lowered my head.

Since my rebirth, I have been diligently undergoing rehabilitation training.

Unconsciously, I had made my leg appear normal, which brought inner satisfaction.

Wen Zhixian remained composed, and after a moment of confusion, he dryly said.

"Le'an, you really are... ruthless. Why couldn't you wait for me? They say men mature three to five years later than women. I am mature now, is it too late?"

I sneered, "Go cool off where you're welcome. Even if you mature at 80, it has nothing to do with me."

Naturally, our cooperation couldn't be reached.

Because our values don't align, and our features clash.

From then on, Wen Zhixian disappeared.

A month later, my father was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone.

His expression was subtle, with a hint of mockery.

Lin Xingyi was actually live streaming sales on a certain platform.

"Le'an, what's wrong with people nowadays? Does the internet have no memory? Why do these scandalous artists keep coming out and why do so many people support them?"

I squeezed in to look with him, furrowing my brow as I told him.

"No way, dad. She changed her name, but it's still no good. Do they really think official bans are fake?"

I swiped on my phone to change the content.

In no time, my father told me.

"An'an, you're right. Lin Xingyi's Douyin account was just shut down."

I turned back to him, flashing a big smile.

In this new life, we venture into the world where spring is in full swing.

I want to rise step by step, to tears of joy, to always be positive.

I also always believe that under justice, righteousness is immortal.

The end.