“Hey, little beauty, don’t run!”
Jiang Chuyao only felt her whole body burning hot, while a faint cool touch came from her ankle.
There was also a restless hand roaming over her waist.
This feeling… was strangely familiar.
Rubbing her eyes, she saw the calendar on the wall May 21, 1989. Her eighteenth birthday.
She raised her hand and touched her chest. The strong, steady heartbeat told her everything.
She… had been reborn!
“Mm…” At that moment, her fingers were suddenly entangled, gripped tightly by someone.
Damn it seeing the saliva dripping on her fingers made her feel sick.
“Get lost!” Jiang Chuyao shouted in anger, but instead of stopping, the three men became even more reckless.
If she hadn’t been lying face down, and if the three of them weren’t drugged and delirious, they probably would have already succeeded.
Reaching out, she grabbed a screw from nearby and stabbed it hard into her own thigh.
The blood wasn’t much, but the pain was sharp.
Her previously hazy mind cleared significantly.
She quickly got up and rushed to a safe corner. There, she saw the three half-naked men tangled together, touching each other and making intoxicated sounds the scene was truly unbearable to look at.
She couldn’t help recalling that in her previous life, it was this very coming-of-age night that earned her the reputation of “one night with three men,” spreading throughout her social circle.
A month later, she became pregnant, but didn’t know who the father was. The three men, upon hearing the news, all came forward wanting to take responsibility, only to be driven away by her father.
Yet three days later, all three were found dead in an alley dismembered. All the evidence pointed to Jiang Chuyao. Just as everyone believed she was doomed, Jiang Chuying came forward with a friend to provide her an alibi, saying they had been together the entire day.
Though the suspicion was cleared, people believed it was merely the Jiang family covering things up to protect her.
In less than two months, Jiang Chuyao went from a pampered young lady to a ruthless, heartless murderer in the eyes of the public.
Overnight, her reputation collapsed like a falling building. She became an outcast of the Jiang family and among friends and relatives criticized by all, hated by everyone.
Anyone who knew her would grimace at the mention of her name, avoiding her like the plague.
Only her “good sister,” Jiang Chuying the Jiang family’s adopted daughter stood by her side, accompanying her through the darkness.
What she thought was deep sisterly love turned out to be something else entirely.
When Jiang Chuying’s body began to fail, she personally cut out Jiang Chuyao’s heart not to save Jiang Chuyao, but to prolong her own life. The agony of losing her heart, combined with the betrayal, shattered Jiang Chuyao completely.
While performing the operation, Jiang Chuying even told her everything she had done over the years.
Her return to the Jiang family had been orchestrated all along just to obtain a healthy, living heart, and to watch her suffer betrayal and despair.
They were both daughters of Jiang Nanshan so why was Jiang Chuyao cherished from birth, while she could only live as an illegitimate child hidden in the shadows?
Even Jiang Chuyao’s disappearance as a child had been arranged by Jiang Chuying’s mother.
When she couldn’t be found, and Jiang Nanshan was injured and in need of an heir, he brought Jiang Chuying into the family under the pretense of adoption.
Thinking of her short twenty-eight years of life, Jiang Chuyao let out a cold laugh her name itself had become a synonym for a joke.
“Beauty, come on, let’s enjoy together!” A lewd voice pulled her back to reality. One of the men, drooling, crawled toward her.
Perhaps the pain of having her heart ripped out in her previous life was too overwhelming even the lingering effects of the drug had completely faded, no longer affecting her.
“Shut your filthy mouth!” Jiang Chuyao snapped as she moved to open the door only to find it locked from the inside.
About a quarter of an hour later, the frail Jiang Chuying appeared outside the door…
Before she could listen carefully to the sounds inside, someone suddenly pulled her in.
Not long after she entered, someone guided the Jiang family upstairs. Hearing the suggestive noises coming from inside, Jiang Nanshan’s face turned ashen. Many felt that morals were declining this Jiang family young lady was truly shameless.
“Break the door down! That wretched girl!” Ever since Jiang Chuyao returned, Jiang Nanshan had regretted bringing such a troublemaker back.
“Old man, calling me?” Before the door was even broken open, Jiang Chuyao’s voice clear as a songbird rang out. Her face was full of confusion. “Huh? Why is everyone here? No wonder there’s no one downstairs!”
The first thing everyone saw was her stunning face. Dressed in a qipao, she didn’t look out of place instead, she carried an elegant, refreshing charm. Truly, she had been well raised by the Jiang family’s old matriarch.
Jiang Chuyao had been lost at three and found again at ten. Unloved by her parents, only the old matriarch had cared for her and raised her personally.
That was how she grew into the poised and graceful woman she was today. Yet with the rest of the Jiang family, she was completely incompatible any disagreement could turn into a direct confrontation.
Her behavior often contrasted sharply with the delicate image she presented to outsiders.
“Why are you here?” Jiang Nanshan demanded, stunned along with the others.
“Didn’t you call me?” Jiang Chuyao curled her lips slightly, though there was a trace of coldness in her smile.
Just as everyone was marveling at her beauty, the noises inside the room grew louder men’s low growls and a woman’s moans, all reminding them of the debauchery within.
Thinking of what the people inside would soon face, Jiang Chuyao smiled.
“You wretched girl, what are you laughing at? Which of your shady friends are in there?” In Jiang Nanshan’s eyes, the people inside must have been brought by her.
“Old man, listen carefully doesn’t that voice sound familiar? Quite like your younger days, unstoppable and unmatched!” Jiang Chuyao raised her thumb in mock admiration.
The more he listened, the more familiar it sounded… could it be
“Who would’ve thought that the Jiang family’s sickly young lady has such stamina? It’s been quite a while and she still hasn’t stopped!” someone in the crowd shouted loudly, making sure everyone heard.
Jiang Chuyao shot him a look, and he immediately understood.
Listening to the sounds inside, she almost laughed.
Heh, Jiang Chuying might want to stop but that wasn’t up to her.
With three men inside, none of them would let her off easily until satisfied.
And with the aphrodisiac incense in the room, they could go on until dawn.
Just as Jiang Nanshan was hesitating over whom to send in, Jiang Chuyao’s mother arrived.