"Mr. Lin, Young Master has locked himself in his room for hours! I'm worried something might happen!"

"Mr. Lin, you should go check on him!"

"..."

The bedroom door was being pounded loudly, and it was clear that the person outside was very anxious.

Lin Yi, feeling dizzy, sat up from the bed, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings with confusion.

So, where am I?

The knocking continued outside the door.

Lin Yi, annoyed by the noise, had no choice but to get out of bed and walk over to open the door.

As he placed his hand on the doorknob, he noticed that the hand clearly did not belong to him, making him even more bewildered.

Although he usually spent most of his time in an office, he frequently exercised and maintained a healthy physique. However, now his hands were slender, pale, and delicate, giving off an air of someone who had never done manual labor.

What on earth happened?!

With many questions in mind, Lin Yi opened the bedroom door.

The steward outside was sweating profusely. Seeing him finally open the door, he immediately said, "Mr. Lin, Young Master has been locked in his room for several hours. We've knocked, but there's no response. He's also locked it from the inside, and we can't open it with the key. What should we do?"

Lin Yi hadn't fully grasped the situation yet, but he was always calm in the face of problems. He said, "Let's go take a look."

The steward quickly led Lin Yi to Young Master Huo's room.

As they walked, the steward couldn't help but express his concern, "Has Young Master's tendency towards autism worsened again? Perhaps we should call the psychologist this afternoon."

Lin Yi followed the steward calmly, pondering over what he had just heard.

Young Master? Autism?!

A flood of scenarios rushed into his mind.

Lin Yi realized that he had actually transmigrated into a novel!

Not only had he transmigrated, but he had also ended up in a wealthy family novel.

The original owner was a pushover, often taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives. He rarely resisted and kept everything bottled up inside.

The Huo family chose him as a marriage tool because of his non-confrontational nature.

In this marriage, the original owner had no presence. He had never met his wealthy husband and only received a title and five million yuan every month.

The original owner, perhaps due to long-term suppression, passed away shortly after the arranged marriage.

Thinking about this, Lin Yi examined his new body with a sigh.

Five million yuan every month—what's there to be depressed about?

If it were him, he would live a carefree life.

However, since he had inherited the original owner's body, he naturally wanted to do something for him, like reclaiming what belonged to him.

Soon, Lin Yi arrived at the bedroom door with the steward.

Several servants stood outside the door, all looking anxious.

After all, the one locked inside was the only young master of the Huo family, a precious gem cherished by the entire family. If anything happened, they would all suffer.

Compared to their anxiety, Lin Yi remained calm.

Before transmigration, he was a top investment banker, encountering emergencies daily. His mental fortitude was excellent; otherwise, he wouldn't have survived the stress.

Despite his strong mental state, he eventually died from overwork at the age of twenty-six.

The night before transmigration, he had led a few subordinates through an all-nighter to complete a major project. Before he could celebrate, he suffered a heart attack and collapsed.

Lin Yi felt a pang of regret thinking about the completed project.

What a waste!

He had invested so much effort into it, and now someone else would reap the benefits.

Seeing Lin Yi arrive, the servants made way for him.

They didn't expect much from him, given his usual timid demeanor and panic when faced with decisions.

But today, Mr. Lin seemed different?

Ignoring the looks around him, Lin Yi calmly extended his hand to the steward, "Give me the key."

The steward promptly handed him the key.

Lin Yi inserted the key and turned it, but it wouldn't budge.

He then knocked a few times, but there was no response.

After a moment's thought, Lin Yi quickly said, "Where is the window for this room? Take me there, and bring a ladder."

The steward immediately understood what Lin Yi intended to do and exclaimed, "Mr. Lin, you're going to climb in through the window?"

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow, "What else? Stand here and wait?"

Lin Yi was very fair-skinned and had a pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes with thick lashes that cast shadows beneath his eyelids. Normally, this would suggest a rather delicate appearance.

But at this moment, as Lin Yi raised an eyebrow and let his gaze fall lightly on the person, it gave off a sense of pressure.

The steward was startled and quickly nodded in agreement, beginning to make preparations.

Three minutes later, Lin Yi and a group of people arrived at the back of the villa.

Young Master Huo's bedroom was on the second floor.

A ladder was leaning against the outer wall, allowing one to climb up.

However, the ladder wasn't long enough to reach the window, making it somewhat dangerous to climb up.

The steward hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.

What if Mr. Lin gets injured?

But Lin Yi didn't think much about it. He quickly took off his coat, tossed it to one of the servants, and then nimbly climbed up the ladder.

He soon reached the top of the ladder, still some distance from the window.

Lin Yi, confident and bold, easily leaped upward, quickly reaching a windowsill and then climbing up to Young Master Huo's window.

Everyone watching below widened their eyes.

Was this still their delicate Mr. Lin?

After successfully sitting on the windowsill, Lin Yi rubbed his slightly numb arms.

There was no way around it; this body was just too weak. In his previous life, climbing a window would have been nothing; he'd been to far more dangerous places.

As he rubbed his arms, Lin Yi looked through the window.

Then he saw the legendary young master of the Huo family.

Young Master Huo was only three years old, still a soft and cuddly human child.

At the moment, he was sitting on the carpet in his room, reading a picture book with a slightly pursed lip, deeply focused. After finishing a page, he would turn it with his small hands.

When he found something amusing, he would smile, revealing two tiny dimples on his cheeks.

Lin Yi had never interacted with human children before and was touched by this sight.

Human children are indeed adorable!

However, Young Master Huo had mild autism?

At this moment, Lin Yi gently tapped on the window.

Initially, Huo Mianmian showed no reaction and continued to focus on his book.

Lin Yi tapped again and waved his arm.

Finally, Huo Mianmian lifted his head.

When he saw someone on the windowsill, his bright black eyes widened in surprise.

Lin Yi smiled at him and gestured for him to open the window.

Huo Mianmian was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips, put down his picture book, got up from the ground, and ran over to open the window for Lin Yi.

He was too short to reach the window lock, so he returned with a small stool, climbed onto it, stood on tiptoe, and opened the window with his chubby little hands.

After opening the window, Lin Yi leaped in and landed in the bedroom.

Huo Mianmian looked at Lin Yi in amazement, his large eyes full of curiosity.

Lin Yi squatted down, trying to look him in the eye, and smiled, "Curious how I got up here? Can you answer my question first?"

Huo Mianmian, whether understanding or not, continued to stare at Lin Yi with wide eyes, not speaking.

Knowing Huo Mianmian's special condition, Lin Yi didn't expect an answer and continued, "Why did you lock the door? Everyone is worried."

Huo Mianmian blinked but still didn't speak. Instead, he walked over and unlocked the door with his short legs.

Lin Yi was slightly surprised by this action and asked, "Did you not hear the knocking?"

Huo Mianmian shook his head.

At the moment, he was wearing a yellow Pikachu pajama set with a hat. When he shook his head, the Pikachu ears on the hat wiggled, looking incredibly cute.

Lin Yi was instantly charmed but couldn't help feeling a bit melancholic.

It seemed Young Master Huo's condition was quite severe.

Apart from autism, there were likely other psychological issues.

But this wasn't something for him, the stepfather, to worry about. The Huo family had the means to hire countless psychologists to treat the young master.

With the matter resolved, Lin Yi left.

He went downstairs to the living room, sat on a single sofa, and started playing with his phone.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Huo Mianmian also came downstairs, carrying his picture book.

When Huo Mianmian entered the living room and saw Lin Yi sitting in his usual spot, he became a bit flustered and clutched his picture book tightly.

Lin Yi didn't know what Huo Mianmian was thinking, but he noticed the child staring at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Huo Mianmian shook his head.

Seeing that Lin Yi couldn't get an answer, he didn't press further and continued playing with his phone.

Huo Mianmian stood there, his small face showing a hint of hesitation.

He seemed to be contemplating whether he should sit next to Lin Yi.

After some deliberation, he approached the single sofa where Lin Yi was sitting, first placing the picture book down, then attempting to climb onto the sofa using both hands and feet.

Unfortunately, his legs were too short, making it quite difficult for him.

Seeing this, Lin Yi asked, "Do you want me to lift you up?"

Huo Mianmian shook his head and continued climbing.

Eventually, with great effort, he managed to climb onto the sofa, then picked up his picture book and started reading again.

Lin Yi glanced over and saw Huo Mianmian's small head bent down as he read the picture book, his big eyes blinking adorably.

After a moment, he looked away and continued playing with his phone.

The two of them sat together on the single sofa—one playing with his phone, the other reading a picture book—creating a harmonious scene.

After a while, Huo Mianmian started to feel sleepy.

He rubbed his eyes but tried to keep reading.

However, at one point, he could no longer hold on and suddenly leaned to the side.

Lin Yi, engrossed in his game, was startled when something soft fell against him, as he hadn't been expecting it.

Turning his head, he saw Huo Mianmian quietly sleeping against him, breathing softly, his long lashes fluttering gently.

Huo Mianmian had been well-cared for, looking plump and adorable, with rosy lips and white teeth, and a very high cuteness level.

From Lin Yi's perspective, he could see Huo Mianmian's chubby cheeks, full of baby fat, making him look incredibly cuddly.

Lin Yi thought to himself, _You came over on your own._

Then, without any guilt, he reached out and pinched Huo Mianmian's little cheek.

As expected, it was as soft as he had imagined, with a wonderful texture!

Within less than twenty-four hours of entering the book, Lin Yi had already fully adapted to his new life.

He stayed up late playing games that night and then slept until ten in the morning the next day, even taking an extra nap before finally getting up leisurely.

In his previous life, he had dedicated himself to the cutthroat world of investment banking, where even basic necessities like eating and sleeping were ruthlessly taken away from him.

He kept pushing himself until he eventually died from overwork, never having the chance to enjoy anything.

Since fate had given him a second chance, he was determined not to miss out. He would eat, drink, and indulge in everything he had missed out on in his previous life.

After all, he had a husband who regularly provided him with pocket money.

This kind of life was simply too blissful!

Around eleven in the morning, Lin Yi lazily descended the stairs in his slippers.

It was March, a season neither too cold nor too hot.

Lin Yi wore a white short-sleeved shirt with a thin jacket and loose loungewear pants, exuding a relaxed and comfortable vibe.

As soon as he came downstairs, the steward asked, "Mr. Lin, what would you like for lunch? I'll instruct the kitchen to prepare it."

There were three chefs in the villa, always ready to provide any food Lin Yi desired.

Lin Yi was quite satisfied with this arrangement. After some thought, he said, "Seafood."

In his previous life, he had always planned to treat himself to a seafood feast once he finished his work, but he never found the time. Now, he would start by indulging in a seafood meal.

"Very well, Mr. Lin."

The steward immediately went to the kitchen to give the instructions.

With nothing else to do, Lin Yi walked into the living room, lounging on the sofa and grabbing the remote control to turn on the TV.

While browsing through channels, he noticed something moving in the corner of the living room.

Curious, Lin Yi looked over and saw Huo Mianmian sitting on the floor, struggling to take off his socks.

Huo Mianmian was trying hard to remove his socks on his own, but his hands were too short and his strength too little.