“Wife, Xiaoxiao is the true daughter of the Lu family. She was the one who should have married me—you owe her.”
“Now that she doesn’t want to marry that rough soldier, it’s only right that we let her stay here to avoid trouble.”
“And since we’re helping, we might as well go all the way. Give your job at the seed station to Xiaoxiao. You can just take care of the household and logistics. I’ll provide for you, but Xiaoxiao can only rely on herself!”
…
Jiang Li felt her head buzzing.
Dazed, she looked up and saw standing before her—her husband, Song Weiguo, and Lu Xiaoxiao.
And also Father Lu and Mother Lu.
Song Weiguo was dressed in a black Zhongshan suit.
Wearing glasses, he looked upright and serious.
Lu Xiaoxiao clung to his arm, her hair styled in the latest fashion, dressed in a brightly colored dress.
She put on a pitiful expression, yet looked at Jiang Li with concealed smugness.
“Sister, are you really going to be so heartless as to let me marry in your place and follow the army to the poor, freezing Northeast to suffer?”
Follow the army?
Infertile?
She had been reborn!
Reborn on the very day Father Lu and Mother Lu sent Lu Xiaoxiao to her home to avoid the marriage arrangement!
Originally, she had been the daughter raised for twenty years by the Lu family, a dual-income urban household. According to the marriage agreement made in childhood, she had married her childhood sweetheart, Song Weiguo.
But three months ago,
A rural girl named Jiang Xiaoxiao suddenly came to the Lu family to claim her identity.
Only then did everyone learn that, years ago, due to a nurse’s negligence, the Lu family had taken home the wrong child from a rural Jiang family.
Mother Lu broke down on the spot, holding her biological daughter and crying uncontrollably.
Heartbroken over the hardships she had endured in the countryside all these years.
From then on, she began to despise Jiang Li, forcing her to change her surname from Lu to Jiang, and reclaiming all of her dowry.
Just a few days ago, Lu Xiaoxiao’s fiancé suddenly sent a telegram asking her to go and complete the marriage.
It was said that the man had been injured and was incapable, requiring care.
The Lu family refused to let Lu Xiaoxiao go suffer, and directly sent her here to hide.
Seeing Jiang Li remain silent, Mother Lu impatiently shoved her shoulder.
“Xiaoxiao has already pleaded with you, and you’re still putting on airs? Without the Lu family, could you have gone to college? Could you have married into the Song family? What you owe Xiaoxiao, you could never repay in this lifetime. Hurry up and clean a room for her!”
Jiang Li staggered from the push, her waist hitting the corner of the table, a piercing pain shooting through her.
Father Lu merely tapped his pipe, his face also displeased.
“Xiaoxiao must not suffer anymore. You must give her the largest room.”
The pain in her waist was nothing compared to the bone-deep hatred she felt before her death.
These ungrateful people before her—in her previous life, they had used this so-called debt of gratitude to deceive and exploit her endlessly.
They made her work like a beast, until she was exhausted to death.
Song Weiguo had married her, but the marriage certificate was fake!
The one who had truly registered marriage with him was her so-called biological younger sister!
In her previous life, she only learned at the moment of death that Lu Xiaoxiao and Song Weiguo had already been in love and involved with each other before her marriage.
It was all for the sake of obtaining the seed improvement technology in her hands, to make her willingly serve them like a beast.
In that era of limited information, she had been easily deceived by Song Weiguo.
The fortune she had accumulated through years of toil became their shared marital property.
And Lu Xiaoxiao hiding in her home was not to avoid being found, but to avoid exposure of her already-married status—and even more so, to take over her place right under her nose.
Spending every day and night with Song Weiguo, playing her for a fool.
“Wife, you’re the most reasonable one. Don’t make everyone unhappy.”
Hearing the dissatisfaction in Song Weiguo’s voice, Jiang Li slowly unclenched her stiff hands.
Her knuckles, pale from the force, trembled uncontrollably.
She suppressed her emotions and deliberately looked up coldly at him.
“Fine. There are only two bedrooms in this house. In over a year of marriage, Weiguo has always been considerate of my health and never shared a room with me. Now that my sister is here, there’s no reason for us husband and wife to live separately anymore.”
“No!”
As expected, Lu Xiaoxiao reacted even more urgently than Song Weiguo.
Jiang Li sneered.
“Sister, why are you so anxious about matters between husband and wife? Someone might think you’re the one who registered marriage with Weiguo!”
The man’s expression changed drastically.
A flicker of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly masked it, clearing his throat solemnly.
“Wife, what nonsense are you talking about? Xiaoxiao is still an unmarried girl. Watch your words. I’ll stay in the study for now.”
The same answer as in her previous life.
Seemingly upright and self-disciplined.
Yet every night, he thoughtfully prepared her a cup of milk laced with sleeping pills.
After watching her fall into a deep sleep, he would indulge in passion with Lu Xiaoxiao right in front of her.
Even the child he later made her adopt was born from him and Lu Xiaoxiao.
Jiang Li wished she could take a cleaver and chop this adulterous pair into pieces to feed the dogs.
But she knew—
That was the most foolish form of revenge.
Having lived once more,
She would never repeat the same mistakes. This time, she would no longer do anything for them. She would live only for herself—and in the end, they would regret it deeply.
The marriage certificate was fake, was it? Perfect. That saved her the trouble of divorcing!
At that moment, a trace of smugness flashed in Lu Xiaoxiao’s eyes, yet she deliberately reddened her eyes and held Song Weiguo’s hand.
“Brother-in-law, it’s all my fault for delaying you both.”
Her words sounded aggrieved, but her fingers boldly traced the man’s palm.
The two of them openly exchanged glances,
Their gazes nearly entwined together.