"Screech..." In the silent night, the sound of slamming on the brakes was jarringly harsh.
Su Li only felt a flash of headlights before her; before she could process the situation, she was sent flying by the impact. The violent collision and the fall to the ground plunged her into darkness. Her final shred of consciousness clung to the moment the Mercedes’ high beams shone upon her.
She felt as though she were caught in a long, long dream.
She could have lived a life of luxury and happiness, surrounded by admirers, yet she had ended up betrayed by everyone and left utterly alone. Now, she had to admit she was wrong. She was wrong to trust others so easily, wrong to let herself be manipulated. She had failed her grandfather, squandering his love and trust, allowing the vast wealth of the Su family to fall so easily into the hands of outsiders.
She had been schemed against, her reputation ruined. Once she had been ruthlessly exploited and deemed worthless, they had cold-bloodedly murdered her, leaving her no way out.
Ji Qinchuan, you utter hypocrite.
For so many years, I willingly supported you, exhausted myself trying to please you, learning what you loved and scheming for what you desired, only to end up as a stepping stone for someone else. Only at the moment of my death did I realize: we were married for ten years, and I had thought you were merely selfish, merely wanting to prove yourself. I never imagined you were a wolf that could never be tamed.
From the very beginning, you set traps for me step by step. Looking back now, everything that had once made no sense was suddenly clear. You were already with that bitch Li Xueyao; you were both after the Su family fortune all along.
Unfortunately... it was all understood too late.
Not only had she destroyed the foundation of the Su family, but she had also lost her only child. Thinking of the child, a deep, intense hatred flashed in Su Li’s eyes. Ji Qinchuan, that was your child, too. How could you bear to kill your own flesh and blood? Even a wild beast does not devour its young. I wish I could tear your heart out just to see what it looks like.
Li Xueyao, you bitch.
I treated you like my own sister. Even though you were the daughter my stepmother brought into the family, I always cared for you deeply, yet you colluded with outsiders to bring me down.
Fine. Very well. Call it my own stupidity.
Now I finally understand what my grandfather once told me with such gravity: "Outsiders will always be outsiders; bloodlines are the one thing that cannot deceive."
For the sake of the Su family’s wealth, you clowns actually dared to strike at me. Did you think that without me, the heir, the family property would just fall into your hands?
What a delusion.
What did you think the Su family was? You clowns, who used such despicable means to step into a wealthy family, thought that obtaining the shares of the Su Group meant you had obtained the Su family? You thought that if the Su family heir met with an accident, you could cover the sky with one hand?
Ridiculous.
The true succession of a prestigious family involves more than just visible assets. There is the Su Family Ancestral Residence, the list of hidden guards in various industries, and the loyalists the Su family has cultivated for generations. And, of course, the tokens of the Su family patriarchs.
Thinking of these things, Su Li smiled bitterly. The only reason I never used the patriarch’s token to formally return to the Su Family Ancestral Hall and accept the position was because I was a fool, chasing after that ridiculous concept of love, and even more so, trying to protect your pathetic masculine pride, Ji Qinchuan.
If not for the emotional trauma from my own family that left me craving a shred of domestic warmth since childhood—the desire to try living the life of an ordinary person—I, an Eldest Miss Su who had undergone all manner of training and the future leader of the Su family, would never have fallen into your hands.
Grandfather was right. To be a qualified head of a powerful family, one must cut off all sentiment and passion, placing the family’s interests above all else.
Just wait. I hope I die and never wake up. Because if I don’t, I will make you taste a life worse than death.
A bloodthirsty smile tugged at the corners of Su Li’s lips...
Pain. It hurt so much... Her entire body felt as if it were being torn apart, her head heavy and impossible to clear. The intense pain pulled Su Li out of her coma.
She rubbed her aching head.
No, wait. Hadn't she been in a car accident?
Her brain raced, memories flashing through her mind. In a dim room, Su Li sat up abruptly and looked around. This was not her room. Yet, it felt inexplicably familiar. She pulled back the curtains; hazy moonlight shone into the room, and Su Li saw everything clearly: the pale pink curtains, the princess bed...
Su Li’s eyes widened in disbelief.
An incredibly bizarre thought surged from the bottom of her heart. Given the speed of that car and the position she had been standing in, she should have died instantly. Even if she had miraculously survived, she couldn't have woken up this quickly.
Is this not her home?
Yes, this is the Su Family Villa, a place she hadn't returned to once since her marriage.
She pinched her cheek hard. After confirming she wasn't dreaming, she walked quickly to the vanity, eager to see herself in the mirror.
What met her eyes was a youthful face. Looking at this face in the mirror—both strange and familiar—she confirmed it was indeed her, only slightly more immature. She didn't possess the sweet, fresh style of a young girl; her appearance was bright and vivid, possessing an indescribable charm.
Especially those beautiful eyes, clear as day, shining like black jewels, twinkling like stars. With just a casual glance, they shimmered with a bewitching, soul-stirring brilliance that made it impossible for anyone to look away. Below her slender neck, the fullness of her chest was enough to make the vast majority of Eastern women feel inferior.
Her entire being radiated a seductive sensuality that set one’s blood boiling, as if she were silently inviting others, drawing in everyone’s attention and nerves. Through that proud figure, there was an extreme, bewitching sexiness; in every movement, even when dressed in casual clothing, she could not hide those stunning curves.
Looking at everything in the room, Su Li fell into deep thought. To verify her hypothesis, she stepped forward and turned on the lights.
Looking up, she saw a fully automated electronic closet, filled to the brim with hundreds of clothes and shoes. On the east side of the bedroom, a large, pure white princess bed sat in the center, next to a desk lamp and an exquisite vanity.
The floor-to-ceiling windows were partially hidden by pink curtains. When the window opened, the wind chimes by the glass emitted an extremely pleasant sound, like a gentle breeze passing through. Not far away stood a computer desk with a pure white laptop on it. Beside the laptop was a purple crystal vase, in which grew an unknown aquatic plant.
On those emerald green stems bloomed several small, white flowers, releasing a faint fragrance. Su Li reached out and gently touched the small flowers, her memories awakening. This was the birthday gift her grandfather had given her for her eighteenth birthday.
Then, she found what she was looking for beside her pillow—an old-fashioned mobile phone.
After glancing at the phone, she confirmed that she had been reborn, and she had been reborn ten years into the past.
"Since heaven has given me a chance to live again," she whispered, "then just wait. Watch how I hunt you down, step by step, until there is nothing left of you."