I used rebirth to bury his captivating gaze.

Chapter 177 Yu Han goes to play the stock market with her fourth uncle and meets his mixed-race son,

Yang Yuhan was very successful in the real estate company in the city, and then she learned from her fourth uncle to speculate in stocks.

But her fourth uncle wasn't doing well with stocks, and he kept urging her to go check it out. So she went along and saw how focused and dedicated the people investing in stocks were. Actually, the layman sees the spectacle, the expert sees the details. It's true of everything. She really knew nothing about stocks.

Yang Yuhan had to start learning from scratch. On her fourth uncle's advice, she went to a bookstore and bought a bunch of books on stock investment, and spent her days studying them at home after get off work.

But the complex charts and terms in the book were like a tangled mess, and her stubborn, competitive nature kicked in again. Since she had decided to get involved in stock trading, she was determined to make a name for herself.

That day, she heard that a colleague in the company had made some money in the stock market, so she took the initiative to ask him for advice.

Because of her friendly personality, her colleague shared some potential stocks with her and taught her some basic trading techniques.

Yang Yuhan was overjoyed and cautiously invested a small amount of money to test the waters, following her colleague's advice.

At first, the stock price rose slightly, and she was overjoyed. However, just a few days later, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and those stocks plummeted.

Yang Yuhan was extremely anxious. Her fourth uncle, who had limited education, stammered through a long explanation, but she couldn't understand a word he said. She then tried to recall the knowledge she had gained from books and her colleagues, attempting to find a solution.

Just then, a handsome young man with blond hair of mixed race named Zi Mu suddenly appeared in front of her and patiently gave her guidance on stock trading.

Then, Zimu advised her to cut her losses and sell her stocks.

At this moment, Fourth Uncle came over and told Yu Han that this Zi Mu used to come here to trade stocks a few years ago.

Zi Mu has a high, straight nose, fair skin, and long, dark eyelashes, beneath which are a pair of bright, blue eyes.

He has a large dimple on each of his two cheeks, which are neither too fat nor too thin, and when he smiles he looks like a god-like boy in a painting!

Finally, on his advice, Yang Yuhan sold his shares in time, and as a result, he only lost a small amount.

With such a large real estate business, losing this small amount of money is nothing. It's just that Liu Shulan will nag him a bit when they get back to the courtyard house.

Zimu is really good at playing the stock market, winning every time. He's incredibly smart.

After that, Yang Yuhan's stocks were all guided by him, and they yielded good results. Although his fourth uncle's stocks had not yielded great profits over the years, he had never lost money either, only made small profits, which were always better than the profits from his carefully built bar business.

Zi Mu was very good at interpersonal relationships. Before Yu Han came to Uncle Si's place in the city, he went to help out at Uncle Si's hotel.

Zi Mu treats every one of his good friends, regardless of gender, with great enthusiasm.

No matter how big or small the matter, he will help any friend who needs his help without any conditions.

He was also very kind-hearted. Once, after winning money in the stock market, he had just stepped out of the building where the stock market was located when he encountered a little beggar dressed in tattered clothes. The little beggar's face was covered in dust, and it was almost impossible to see his eyes, because they were only the width of slits.

He started by giving the little beggar a hundred-yuan blue bill, and the little beggar immediately knelt down with a "thump!" and kowtowed repeatedly to Zi Mu, saying that his eighty-year-old grandmother was sick and had no money to go to the hospital to see a doctor, and that his grandmother had contracted a rare geriatric disease that required a lot of money to treat.

Zi Mu was immediately moved by the little beggar's cries and reached into his backpack to give the little beggar the money he had saved for stock trading.

The little beggar was overjoyed; he had never touched so much money before.

Then, the beggar happily ran off. It was only later that they learned this little beggar was part of a gang hired by a gang leader; many others deliberately disguised themselves as beggars to beg on the streets for money, which they then gave to the gang leader.

After learning about this, Yang Yuhan admired Zi Mu even more.

She thought to herself, "Zi Mu is not only good at stock trading, but also so kind and innocent. I can't let good people always suffer."

So she decided to help Zimu find those who had deceived him. After making inquiries from various sources, Yang Yuhan finally located the beggar gang.

She secretly reported it to the police, who quickly mobilized and apprehended the entire group of scammers.

When Zi Mu learned that Yang Yu Han was behind it, he was extremely grateful.

Yang Yuhan smiled and said, "You've helped me so much before, so naturally I have to help you too."

After this incident, the two became even closer.

Yang Yuhan brought Zimu to a family gathering, and her family and friends all liked the handsome and warm-hearted mixed-race young man.

Fourth Uncle, in particular, patted Zimu on the shoulder and said that this kid was reliable.

As time went by, Yang Yuhan realized that her feelings for Zimu went beyond mere gratitude; a different kind of affection was gradually blossoming in her heart. Meanwhile, Zimu's gaze towards Yang Yuhan grew increasingly tender.

During a stroll at sunset, Zi Mu mustered up the courage to take Yang Yu Han's hand. The two looked at each other and smiled, and a beautiful romance began.

But the good times didn't last long. One gloomy, extremely cold winter afternoon, suddenly, in front of Uncle Si's hotel, a thug wielding a short steel knife was frantically chasing passersby. He would stab anyone he caught, leaving them severely wounded and instantly collapsing to the ground, while those with minor injuries managed to run away.

Then the thug continued to chase the passersby who avoided her. As he chased, a little girl who was being chased ran to the door of Uncle Si's house.

Fourth Uncle went out of town and wasn't at the hotel. Yang Yuhan came over to help take care of the hotel for a few days. She happened to be in the hotel lobby when she opened the door and let the girl who was about to be chased by the thugs quickly enter the hotel lobby to hide.

Then, she immediately opened the door, placed the girl in a safe place, and then Yang Yuhan immediately arranged for the hotel security guards to be ready, and also instructed other staff members to prepare for self-defense, with everyone picking up any weapons they had on hand.

Suddenly, a vicious thug wielding a short steel knife was about to kick the door open when Zi Mu rushed over from a distance. Only then did Zi Mu notice the thug. Unarmed, Zi Mu ran over at top speed and began kicking and punching the thug from behind.

The thug immediately turned around after being beaten by Zi Mu, his face radiating a terrifying, predatory look. He fiercely stabbed Zi Mu in the chest with the short steel knife in his hand, and instantly a stream of red blood spurted from Zi Mu's chest, spraying directly onto half of the thug's face.

At that moment, large, white snowflakes fell from the sky, scattering onto Zi Mu's cold body as he collapsed instantly.

Upon discovering this, Yang Yuhan immediately pushed open the door, raised one arm, and used her Iron Sand Palm to strike the assailant's knife-wielding arm with great force. Instantly, the assailant and the knife flew several meters away.

Then, she bent down and let a few red tears fall from the corners of her eyes to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky at that moment; in an instant, the snowflakes turned into red snow...

She looked at Zi Mujin's closed eyes, his pale face submerged in pools of red blood...