The day Su Nanqing died was New Year’s Eve. Snow fell heavily, and fireworks lit up the sky.
And on this day, she and her husband’s lover, Song Jiaqi, were kidnapped together.
Her four older brothers and her husband chose to save Song Jiaqi.
As for her, she was pushed off a building by the man she loved most, falling to her death along with the child in her womb.
When her soul drifted out and saw her own tragic state, she laughed. The family she had wholeheartedly protected all wanted her dead.
On the first day before her death, to save Song Jiaqi, her eldest brother let the kidnappers destroy her stunning face.
On the second day, to keep Song Jiaqi alive, her second brother let the kidnappers break both her hands.
On the third day, to keep Song Jiaqi alive, her third brother let the kidnappers inject her with the most painful poison.
On the fourth day, to keep Song Jiaqi alive, her fourth brother let the kidnappers break both her legs.
At that time, she was already four months pregnant.
When she was in the most pain, they arrived. The man she loved most, in order to save Song Jiaqi, pushed her off the building.
She died beyond recognition, but she felt a sense of relief. She was free.
But her soul could not leave. It drifted among her relatives for decades, and she witnessed everyone’s end.
It wasn’t until the day Gu Yushen died that she found peace. She could finally leave with no regrets.
Her soul had already wandered for decades, unable to reincarnate, and she didn’t know why.
She wanted to see other places. With Gu Yushen dead, the resentment in her heart had finally settled.
Su Nanqing took one last look at Gu Yushen’s photo and walked toward the villa’s entrance without any lingering attachment.
Just as she reached the doorway, she suddenly saw a flash of white light. A jolt of joy ran through her—Gu Yushen had been the shackle on her soul, and now she could finally be free.
However, in the next second, she was pulled back by a powerful force.
“Ah…” Su Nanqing cried out in alarm.
She tried to grab onto something, but her hands caught nothing.
“Su Nanqing, stop playing dead and get up. How dare you use a vicious method like kidnapping against Jiaqi? You’re simply asking to die,” a cold voice came from above her.
Su Nanqing’s eyes snapped open, and she stared blankly at the handsome man before her.
Gu Yushen. Why was he here?
Damn it, she was furious. She had just seen him die. Had his soul caught up to her already?
“Su Nanqing, you venomous woman! You actually dared to hire people to kidnap Jiaqi. How could I, Gu Yushen, have married such a vicious woman? Stop pretending to be unconscious and get up right now to sign these divorce papers.”
“Considering you’ve taken care of me for two years, I won’t pursue this matter. But we must get a divorce!”
“Divorce?” Still dizzy, Su Nanqing looked at the enraged Gu Yushen.
She then glanced at her surroundings, which were very familiar.
She abruptly realized something.
Had she been reborn?
Reborn to the night of Song Jiaqi’s birthday party.
Song Jiaqi had framed her, claiming she had hired people to kidnap her.
Because of this, Gu Yushen had served her with divorce papers.
The Song family—her biological parents and her four older brothers—had served her with a Family Severance Agreement.
Back then, her mind was clouded by love, and she couldn’t let go of Gu Yushen, whom she had saved from the brink of death.
She refused to sign the divorce papers, only to end up dead with her child.
Recalling how she would become pregnant six months later, only to be pushed off the building by Gu Yushen, she felt a wave of pain and sorrow.
She was the granddaughter raised by Old Su. She remembered the moment her doting grandfather saw her corpse and called her useless. For a grandfather who had never been willing to say a harsh word to her to curse her like that—how disappointed and despairing must he have been?
Living a new life, she finally understood: no matter how much you give to someone who doesn’t love you, they will never see it.
In this life, she would never fall in love with Gu Yushen again. She would focus on being a rich woman.
The first order of business after rebirth: refuse to be consumed by emotional turmoil. If there’s a problem, just go crazy.
All those who had bullied her in the past—she would bully them right back.
Just as Su Nanqing finished sorting through her thoughts, a furious voice boomed in her ear. “Su Nanqing, the Song family does not have a venomous daughter like you! In front of all these guests, our Song family will sever all ties with you from this moment on. This is the Family Severance Agreement. Sign it.”
Su Nanqing looked at her furious biological father, who was holding the severance agreement.
Her gaze swept over Song Jiaqi, who was crying as if she were about to stop breathing, her resentful mother, and her four brothers, whose eyes looked like they wanted to eat her alive.
She couldn’t afford the Song family’s affection. With a desolate smile, she looked at Song Nanfeng. “Fine! I’ll sign!”