“Yueheng, your sister is being considerate. She went to marry that nobody-of-a-peasant, so now you’re going to marry the regiment leader. Are you satisfied now?”
Su Yueheng listened to her mother banging on the door, her voice full of resentment and reproach. Annoyed, she lifted the blanket over her head, revealing a pair of beautiful apricot eyes, red-rimmed.
She had been reborn!
Only after death did she realize that she was a supporting character in a book.
The female lead was her sister, Su Baicha.
In her previous life,
after going to the countryside, Su Yueheng discovered that the bracelet her grandfather left her held a secret.
After the reform and opening-up, she helped her husband Mei Xinhai get into university and even became a military research scientist. Under her guidance, the three “sons” she raised in her name each became business prodigies.
After the Su family was rehabilitated, Su Baicha, together with the others, schemed against Su Yueheng, tricking her into signing a property transfer.
The three sons she had raised themselves drugged her with aphrodisiacs, tortured her nearly to death, and left her in the freezing snow, intending to run her over with a big truck!
Su Yueheng, in a miserable state, watched Su Baicha being held by Mei Xinhai, walking over with the three ungrateful sons.
The pair of treacherous lovers looked down arrogantly at Su Yueheng, shivering in the snow, her lips turning purple from the cold.
Su Baicha, smugly approaching Mei Xinhai, grabbed her chin and sneered provocatively, “Little sister, your man, your sons, and even the property left by our grandfather—all of it will be mine from now on.”
Su Yueheng’s limbs had long been immobilized; she had no strength to resist.
Su Baicha laughed arrogantly. “Oh right, little sister~ your parents are mine too. These past few years they treated you well only because I wanted your man! Fool.”
Su Yueheng struggled in panic, her throat hoarse, unable to shout.
The next moment, one of the sons she had raised pulled her by the hair, forcing her head up to watch the couple passionately kissing in the snow, lips locked.
Su Yueheng’s heart burst with anger, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she lost consciousness.
When she opened her eyes again, she heard her mother Bai Tingxin’s questioning voice.
Su Baicha’s biological father had gone to Hong Kong in the 1950s and never returned. To preserve their reputation, Su Chengguang followed his wife Bai Tingxin’s advice and adopted Su Baicha.
From then on, Su Yueheng was completely marginalized in the Su family.
In 1965, all domestic capitalists were being suppressed. Before his death, Old Master Su had chosen two marriage prospects for Su Yueheng and Su Baicha—one with a regiment leader in the city, the other with a peasant in the countryside.
Su Baicha voluntarily swapped matches?!
Su Yueheng instantly realized that her sister Su Baicha had also been reborn!
A flash of hatred crossed Su Yueheng’s eyes. Did Su Baicha really think the Mei family was a paradise?!
This time, she would never let Su Baicha and the Mei family have an easy life!
Su Yueheng got up expressionlessly, surveying her familiar yet strange luxurious room. The cabinets were European-style, low-key and elegant without unnecessary decorations. This was her room before marriage.
On the rosewood desk lay a vintage cover, with a red rotary phone and a calendar showing May 1965.
Outside, the era-specific slogan broadcasted from the state-run factory: “We workers have strength…”
Her mother’s impatient knocking grew louder. “Yueheng, can you hear me?”
Su Yueheng replied irritably, “So annoying. Knock again and I won’t go publish the notice!”
She was no longer the foolish girl yearning for family in her past life!
Her disgust was evident. From childhood to now, if not for her grandfather’s care, the eighty percent of the family wealth left to her after death would have been meaningless.
Outwardly, she was the wealthiest in the Su family and was identified as a capitalist.
Her parents, in order to stay in the imperial city, wanted to sever ties and publish it in the paper.
Before her death in the previous life, she discovered the hidden plot—
the so-called public severing of ties was just a scheme. Once she was no longer considered a Su family member, she had no inheritance rights, making it easy for them to seize the property left by her grandfather.
As expected, after she said that, her mother stopped knocking.
A mocking smile appeared on Su Yueheng’s face. She lifted her hand to fix her hair and noticed a white jade bracelet on her wrist—
Her eyes widened. Her previous life’s space had returned!!
Su Yueheng’s heart leapt with joy. As soon as she touched it, a vast consciousness awakened in her mind, adding a layer akin to a space, with a warehouse and a shopping mall containing various advanced items, where goods could be exchanged.
Or she could buy them with money at clear prices, automatically converted at an exchange rate.
Near the mall was an ancient well, its water fragrant and sweet.
Su Yueheng’s consciousness emerged. She picked up an empty cup on the desk and thought of the spiritual spring water in the space. Water gradually filled her cup!
She tilted her head and drank. Immediately, her senses sharpened, and her fatigue vanished.
“Time to move everything out of the house,” Su Yueheng tentatively thought.
Her mind briefly felt a pressure, then returned to normal.
Her room contained a fountain pen once used by a foreign celebrity, priceless and treasured.
Su Yueheng opened the drawer to find the pen untouched. After entering the space, she noticed that a few of her room’s items appeared in the warehouse, including gold bars hidden in secret compartments and the fountain pen.
After emerging from the space, another pen appeared in her hand.
She examined both pens carefully for a few seconds and noticed the differences.
A small smirk appeared on Su Yueheng’s lips. She put the fake pen back in place, and the real pen returned to her space.
This life, her space even had a counterfeit item function—fantastic!
Humming a tune, Su Yueheng turned to tidy up. She entered the bathroom and looked into the mirror, seeing a flower-like, delicate face with thick brows and apricot eyes. A smile made her appear dazzlingly beautiful.
Her black hair fell freely like a waterfall. A mole under her eye caught her attention.
She murmured, “Which one is the dream?”
After a simple tidy-up, she changed into a soft yellow long dress, hair styled high, looking fresh and pure.
She left her room, not heading downstairs directly, but went straight to the study, her father Su Chengguang’s domain, where the Su family’s properties were managed.
Following memories from her dream, she opened a hidden drawer with a key, revealing four boxes of gold and Su family properties.
With a thought, she took everything.
With these, she could forge a new path and give the Su family a “surprise”!
Not caring what remained behind, she turned and walked out.
Standing at the stairs, she heard Bai Tingxin’s gentle, doting voice from the living room, “Cha’er, you’re really wronged marrying a peasant.”
At the table, Su Chengguang, Bai Tingxin, Su Baicha, and Su Jinye were happily eating together, like a normal family.
Su Yueheng smiled bitterly. These were the people who had driven her to death in her dream. Previously, she had played dumb, hoping for a family…
Later… the word “family” could be forgotten.
Descending the stairs, she listened to Su Baicha speak, her smile not reaching her eyes. “You think marrying a peasant will bring you a good life?”
In her previous life, Mei Xinhai had her, and he became someone. This life, he was destined for nothing!