That night, news of Su Nanqing pushing Madam Shen became wildly popular online.
Everyone expressed concern for the old lady’s safety.
[Su Nanqing is an adopted daughter of the Song Family. How dare an adopted daughter have the audacity to push Madam Shen?]
[Su Nanqing is absolutely vicious.]
[Oh my god, she’s terrifying. Madam Shen is almost seventy years old, and Su Nanqing actually pushed her into the swimming pool.]
[Hmph! I’ve seen that woman before—she’s such a bootlicker. The four Song brothers detest her, no, actually, the entire Song family hates her. Her timid, fawning manner is unbearable to watch. Who would have thought someone so meek could do something so horrible?]
[When people like her finally snap, it’s truly frightening. Why would she harm an elderly woman?]
[I heard the Song Family’s young mistress, Song Jiaqi, fearlessly jumped into the pool to save Madam Shen. They’re from the same family—how can they be so different?]
[Exactly! Song Jiaqi is gentle, kind, beautiful, generous, a piano prodigy, an excellent dancer—she excels at everything. I really don’t understand why the Song Family would adopt someone as useless as Su Nanqing.]
In no time, the news was flooded with insults targeting Su Nanqing, making her the target of public criticism.
Only Song Jiaqi, who had orchestrated it all, was too excited to sleep.
Perfect. Su Nanqing’s existence was merely meant to highlight her own superiority.
She had copied everything about her and even stolen her man. Song Jiaqi would carefully expose it all, piece by piece.
She would make Su Nanqing a public enemy, despised by everyone.
Within half an hour, the news topped the trending charts on every platform.
Then, another bombshell dropped.
[We’ve received insider information: tomorrow evening, the young master of the Shen Family will host a special gratitude banquet to thank Miss Song Jiaqi for saving Madam Shen.]
[Young Master Shen is amazing—his looks are absolutely stunning, more beautiful than any woman.]
[Wow, too bad we can’t attend tomorrow. I heard only those with invitations can enter.]
[Don’t worry, this kind of drama will be live-streamed. Just grab your chair and your phone tomorrow, and get ready for the show.]
At Lin Qiqi’s home.
Su Nanqing and Lin Qiqi were enjoying barbecue and beer while browsing the online gossip, watching the news and comments pile up layer by layer.
Su Nanqing curled her lips. “Is this all Song Jiaqi is capable of?”
In her previous life, she had been so love-struck and willingly let Song Jiaqi bully her—all for the sake of that pitiful sense of family.
She had died without ever feeling a shred of warmth from her so-called relatives.
Constantly compared to Song Jiaqi and envied by her four brothers for being more talented than her.
Tch. Even a pig wasn’t as foolish as she had been.
In her past life, she must have had water in her brain.
Lin Qiqi, munching on a lamb skewer, frowned and glared at her with angry almond-shaped eyes. “Are you just going to sit here and watch these people insult you? Watch Song Jiaqi scheme behind your back?”
Lin Qiqi’s heart ached for this fool in front of her.
Su Nanqing smiled mysteriously. “Qiqi, the more they curse me now, the harder their faces will sting tomorrow. Don’t worry, I have plans for tomorrow night’s banquet. I won’t let anyone bully me. Tomorrow, come with me to get my hair cut. Since I’ve been reborn, I should look the part—I’m going to live truly as myself.”
Lin Qiqi looked at her strangely, her almond-shaped eyes seeming to pierce right through her.
Su Nanqing thought of her abilities and felt a flutter of panic in her heart. Truth be told, she herself didn’t know why she had been reborn.
Perhaps it was because she had too many regrets.
She nervously avoided Lin Qiqi’s gaze.
Lin Qiqi frowned, staring deeply at her. Reborn—no wonder her fate appeared so unclear.
Su Nanqing, what exactly have you been through to say such things?