The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Zhang Yi was sitting in the Deng family's luxury car. As the car slowly stopped, his eyes fell on the dilapidated apartment building outside the window - that was where he used to live.

The butler at the side lowered the window and gazed at the old building; his carefully trimmed mustache trembled slightly.

This area, inhabited by the lower-class people of Zone A, has a severely inadequate heating system, and the cold air seems to seep in through the walls.

When the butler felt the cold air, he couldn't help but shiver.

A puzzled look appeared on the butler's face. He really couldn't understand why his extremely noble son would personally bring back such a person who lived in the slums.

Zhang Yi got out of the car, nodded politely to the people in the car, and walked upstairs with firm steps. The lights in the corridor were dim, and the weak light barely illuminated the road under his feet.

The air was filled with a strong musty smell that made people feel suffocated.

Finally, Zhang Yi came to the third floor and found his own room.

He took out the key and inserted it into the lock, turning it gently, and the door creaked open. The room was extremely simple, with only a shabby bed, a rickety chair, and a scratched wardrobe.

Zhang Yi put the key aside and looked around quietly.

The scene before him made him feel an indescribable emotion, and memories flooded into his mind like a tide.

Although he was not rich before, he was definitely not as poor as he is now. After all, this kind of poor situation was indeed the first time in Zhang Yi's life.

At first, he felt that life was extremely difficult, but he was helpless. Every cold and long night, he could only wrap himself tightly in the quilt that had been washed so much that it turned white and shivered.

Since the doomsday, he seemed to have become the master of this world. His powerful spatial ability made him invincible, and his reborn memories were like a beacon, illuminating his way forward.

His life became so wonderful that it was enviable. He enjoyed endless wealth and glory, and lived a life of luxury and glory.

However, when he suddenly lost his supernatural powers, the huge sense of gap was like a sharp sword, deeply hurting his heart.

His former glory and honor vanished in an instant, and he fell into an abyss of pain.

However, time is the best medicine, and gradually, he began to adapt to this ordinary life.

He didn't have much luggage to begin with, and all his clothes were purchased after he returned to Blizzard City.

However, everything can be properly arranged here at the Deng family. Zhang Yi looked around, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. In the end, he only chose to take away the Holy Judge and the Thunder White Owl.

Although it was difficult for him to unleash their full power at this moment, these weapons were still of great significance to him.

He locked the door gently and walked out with light steps, as if waving goodbye to the past days.

When passing by the Password Bar, Zhang Yi asked the butler to stop the car and say hello to Lin Yue.

Anyway, this little girl was helpful to him and made his days working in the Password Bar not too difficult.

There were not many people in the Password Bar in the morning. Lin Yue was dozing off on the bar counter. Zhang Yi walked over and patted her shoulder.

"Sister Lin, it's me."

Lin Yue raised her head in a daze. When she saw who was coming, her eyes widened immediately. She sat up straight and grabbed his hands: "How is it?"

"What?" Zhang Yi was confused by her reaction.

"Don't play dumb, the Deng family, Deng Shentong!" Lin Yue shook Zhang Yi's arm, her eyes burning with gossip flames: "Why would he come here in person to take you away? Have you known each other for a long time?"

Zhang Yi touched his nose, smiled awkwardly and said, "Is this strange?"

"Of course it's strange!" Lin Yue shouted excitedly, "Who in the whole Blizzard City doesn't know the name of Deng Shentong? How many people have tried their best to meet him, but he actually came to you in person. If you say you have no relationship, who would believe it? Tell me quickly!"

Zhang Yi smiled helplessly. He couldn't tell Lin Yue about the messy past between him and Deng Shentong.

"Oh, actually there's nothing special about it. I just happened to meet him once before." Zhang Yi made up an excuse.

"Is that really all?" Lin Yue obviously didn't believe it. "Then why is he so nice to you? He even arranged a place for you to live. This is a treatment that most people can't enjoy!"

"Maybe he thinks I have more potential." Zhang Yi continued to talk nonsense, "He said he saw my ability and wanted me to help him do something."

"I see..." Lin Yue nodded thoughtfully, but her eyes were still full of doubt. "But you have to be careful. The Deng family is not an ordinary family. It plays an important role in District A. Don't get into any trouble."

"I know. Thank you, Sister Lin, for reminding me." Zhang Yi said gratefully, "If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely repay you."

"No need to repay me. If you are free, just come to the bar more often to see me." Lin Yue said with a smile, "By the way, are you moving out today?"

"Yeah, that's right." Zhang Yi nodded, "I've packed my things."

"Okay, I wish you all the best." Lin Yue said somewhat disappointedly, "If you need any help, just ask. Don't be polite to me."

"Thank you Sister Lin, I will." After Zhang Yi thanked her again, he turned and left the bar.

Soon Zhang Yi returned to Deng Garden with his luggage, but just as he entered the door, he met an unexpected person at the corner.

The woman walking towards me had delicate makeup and luxurious clothes. Compared to her previous childish appearance, she now had the mature charm of a woman. I guess she has grown a lot over the years.

She was wearing a light blue cheongsam with exquisite patterns embroidered on it, and a jade hairpin was inserted in her bunned hair. She looked noble and elegant. Her face was made up with exquisite makeup, and her eyebrows and eyes revealed a charming and charming look.

The person who came was Deng Shentong’s current legal wife, Zhu Yunque.

Zhang Yi watched her slowly approaching, with a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

He remembered that Deng Shentong and Zhu Yunque were already a married couple, and his mind couldn't help but imagine the time they had spent together, and his heart seemed to be burning with anger.

When he saw the changes in Zhu Yunque, jealousy flashed across his eyes, but he immediately lowered his head and stepped aside, using his bangs to conceal his expression well.

He knew that he was no longer qualified to feel jealous or resentful. He was just a servant, while Zhu Yunque became Deng Shentong's wife, enjoying wealth and splendor.

He couldn't come into conflict with Zhu Yunque, at least not now.

Zhang Yi stood silently by, watching Zhu Yunque walk past him. However, perhaps because they were enemies on a narrow road or something else, Zhu Yunque suddenly stopped, turned around and looked him up and down.

She frowned and looked at the housekeeper with some disdain: "Who is this? How can anyone enter Deng Garden?"

The housekeeper quickly explained: "Madam, this is someone the young master brought back and arranged to work in the garden."

Zhu Yunque snorted coldly, "Do something? I think he has a rat-like face and looks poor, so what can he do well?"

Zhang Yi lowered his head, clenched his fists, and was filled with anger. But he knew his identity and could not get angry easily, otherwise it would only bring trouble to Deng Shentong. So he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Seeing Zhang Yi remained silent, Zhu Yunque became even more proud: "I heard that you came from the Password Bar? Any dirty person can enter the Deng family. I warn you, stay away from Deng Shentong, otherwise you will be in trouble."

After saying that, she shook her sleeves and turned to leave.

Zhang Yi looked at her back, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his right hand was tightly clenching his sleeve, with a look of gritting his teeth.

lady?

He broke the two words apart and crushed them between his teeth, as if this was the only way to vent his inner anger.