"I'm joking! Even if I transmigrated back, I wouldn't have won the prize." Zheng Mo sighed. "But it looks like the netizens won't let you off so easily. Why didn't they think about it carefully? If you really can predict the future, why would you suffer so much? You're not an ascetic, are you?"
Wen Nian actually wanted to give the netizen who said that she had transmigrated a like. He had almost guessed it completely, but she had been reborn. However, no one would believe her if she told anyone about this. She also planned to keep this matter a secret and never mention it.
When the ward door was pushed open, Wen Nian and Zheng Mo looked a little lonely.
Zheng Kai frowned. He had never seen Zheng Mo before, but he nodded politely. "Do you have friends here?"
Wen Nian briefly introduced the two of them. The two of them sized each other up.
