In a cramped and cluttered street, under dim lighting.
Lin Yunchu looked at the man in front of her and felt as if she were dying of thirst.
The man had a handsome and resolute face. His forehead and chest were stained with thick blood. His nose bridge was high, his Adam’s apple prominent and alluring, and his thin lips were tightly pressed into a line.
His eyes were untouchable—fierce, cold, and dangerous—like a blood-licking wolf, wary and guarded as he stared at her. He exuded an oppressive aura that warned anyone who came close would die.
Alcohol emboldens the timid.
The more dangerous it was, the more thrilling it felt. The more thrilling, the more she wanted it!
Lin Yunchu swallowed and reached out, directly trying to touch him.
Before her hand could make contact, it was seized by the man’s large and powerful grip.
Pain shot through her. She lifted her eyes and looked at him with a pitiful expression.
Pei Huaiyuan looked at the girl before him. She was only seventeen or eighteen. Her lips were red and glistening like jewels. Her eyes were exceptionally beautiful and seductive, misty and moist, stirring uncontrollable desire.
He could also tell—this girl was not normal. Her face was flushed with an abnormal redness, and her gaze was unfocused.
She had taken something she shouldn’t have!
“He clearly ran this way. Hurry and chase him! He’s injured—he won’t get far!”
“I’ll deal with him this time no matter what!”
“Capture Black Eagle alive and you’ll get one hundred unity bills. Kill him and you’ll get two hundred!”
Urgent and vicious voices came from behind.
Pei Huaiyuan, who had just caught his breath, showed no change in expression, though his hand trembled slightly. His hawk-like eyes darkened.
He was already severely injured—he couldn’t run, nor could he hide.
A cold glint flashed through his eyes. He quickly grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and smeared it over his hair and face, covering the bloodstains. Then he suddenly lunged at Lin Yunchu, pinning himself against her.
“Forgive me!”
“Be gentle, be gentle… it hurts, it hurts…”
“Wuwu… brother, stop, I don’t want it anymore…”
Lin Yunchu’s soft and delicate voice echoed through the street, lingering and intense, enough to make one blush.
“Damn! Even beggars and thugs have this kind of luck these days!”
“If I didn’t have a mission, I’d join in too!”
“Black ghost, are you leaving or not? If he gets away, you’re dead too!”
A group of men in black, holding dangerous weapons, glanced at the pair on the ground—one panting heavily, the other behaving wildly—and quickly left.
The cool sensation from the man’s body eased the burning heat in Lin Keke’s body and heart. But before she could be fully satisfied, that trace of coolness vanished.
She felt several of her fingers being bitten, a piercing pain shooting through her. She shuddered, regained a moment of clarity, and then fainted again.
“Lin Zhifeng, no matter what you say this time, I won’t keep her anymore! Just look at her behavior—vile, shameless, utterly disgraceful!”
“Doing that with a man in the street! Covered in blood! I’m too ashamed to even bring her to my hospital!”
“She’s completely ruined the Lin family’s reputation! If Keke hadn’t been clever, our engagement with the Si family would’ve already been canceled!”
“If she stays here, who would still marry her? For her now, going back to the countryside is the only way out! At least people there won’t know what she’s done—she might still find a husband!”
Listening to the woman’s nonstop chatter filled with disgust and anger, Lin Yunchu’s head buzzed.
When she opened her eyes, she saw an antique phoenix-and-peony bed, a red-lacquered table with an old radio from decades ago, and posters of Hong Kong stars full of a bygone era hanging on the wall.
Keke?
The Si family?
Lin Yunchu’s mind suddenly exploded as memories that didn’t belong to her flooded in.
She had transmigrated!
Into a novel titled “The Return of the True Heiress: Where Did the Fake Heiress Come From, Get Lost,” a rebirth-era story set in the 1980s.
The female lead, the true heiress Lin Keke, had been switched at birth with her, the fake heiress. The truth only came out when they were nearly eighteen.
The true heiress grew up in the countryside under harsh conditions. Lin’s parents were heartbroken. Once they learned the truth, they immediately brought her back.
After Lin Keke returned, the original Lin Yunchu became anxious day after day. She didn’t want to go back to the countryside.
To stay in the city and live a good life, she tried every possible way to frame the true heiress.
At their eighteenth birthday banquet, the original host set a trap and drugged the true heiress’s drink.
But unexpectedly, the true heiress turned the tables.
In the end, the one who drank the spiked drink was herself.
And so, what happened last night on the street—what everyone believed to be her being defiled—took place.
“Dad, Mom, my sister was just happy and drank a little too much. Please calm down. She’s also a victim. She was violated by street beggars and thugs—her body is covered in bruises and blood. It’s pitiful.”
Lin Keke’s eyes were red as she looked at Lin Yunchu with a face full of concern.
“Keke, you’re too kind! She’s a victim? I heard that drink was originally meant for you! I can’t even imagine what would’ve happened if you had drunk it!”
Wang Xiujun was furious, disappointed beyond measure. “She tried to ruin your reputation, and you’re still feeling sorry for her? If it weren’t for her own actions, the one lying in bed and being talked about by everyone would be you!”
Listening to the mother and daughter echo each other, Lin Yunchu began sorting through the plot in her mind.
What happened last night—while the original Lin Yunchu did scheme against Lin Keke, she had only intended to make her lose composure and embarrass herself. But Lin Keke had added a stronger drug, thrown her into the street, and deliberately called over thugs to ruin her innocence and destroy her reputation.
The reason they were locked in such a deadly conflict was the eldest grandson of the Si family.
When the Lin family patriarch was alive, he had arranged a marriage alliance with the Si family for their grandchildren.
Before Lin Keke returned, this marriage belonged to the original host.
Now that Lin Keke was back, by rights, the marriage should belong to her.
The original host refused to let go. The Si family was a wealthy household in Yue City, with Western-style houses and cars. The eldest grandson was handsome, and at a young age had already become a military officer.
Lin Keke was even less willing to give up. She was the female lead—the true heiress. She would never allow her man to have a past with Lin Yunchu before ultimately marrying her.
In their first round of confrontation, the original host suffered a complete defeat.
Lin Yunchu calmly accepted this outcome. She had been in the wrong first—it was only natural to be counterattacked.
But Lin Keke acting so kind while harboring such vicious intentions made her sick.
“Sister, your heart is so pure—even the white lotus in the pond isn’t as pure as you.”
Lin Yunchu said with a faint smile.