Qiao Family Brigade
When Qiao Wanyue returned home at noon after finishing her work, she had just stepped through the door when she heard that her younger sister, Qiao Shanshan, and her fiancé, Yang Huaiyuan, had already registered their marriage.
Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted on the spot.
Qiao Shanshan was stunned.
Did Qiao Wanyue get so angry that she died?
Of course not.
She was pretending!
She had been reborn—and so had her younger sister, Qiao Shanshan.
In their previous life, when the two sisters came of age, the Qiao family arranged marriages for both of them, and they were to be married on the same day.
Qiao Wanyue was betrothed to Yang Huaiyuan, an unemployed man who had just graduated from high school in Xiaohe Village.
Qiao Shanshan was betrothed to Lu Yunzhou, a military officer serving outside Xiaohe Village.
Lu Yunzhou had joined the army at fifteen, and by twenty-five had achieved numerous military merits, earning an exceptional promotion to battalion commander. For Qiao Shanshan, who had graduated from high school but had no job, it was considered a good match.
The turning point came on the wedding day.
Lu Yunzhou received a sudden assignment and was absent from the wedding. Qiao Shanshan had no choice but to go alone to the Lu family. After the banquet, she was supposed to follow the army, but Lu Yunzhou had no time to pick her up.
On the day Qiao Shanshan decided to leave to join him, news arrived that Lu Yunzhou had died in the line of duty.
Qiao Shanshan became a widow overnight.
Meanwhile, after Qiao Wanyue married into the Yang family, Yang Huaiyuan took the college entrance exam, was admitted to graduate school, stayed on as faculty, and became a highly admired university professor. With a sharp business mind, he eventually became one of the richest men in the region. Qiao Wanyue became the enviable wife of a wealthy professor.
As for Qiao Shanshan—after Lu Yunzhou’s death, she was caught having an affair on the seventh day after his passing. The Lu family reported her, and she was convicted of hooliganism.
She spent eighteen years in prison.
After her release, at their mother’s insistence—and because Qiao Wanyue couldn’t bear to see her biological sister homeless—she was taken in.
But soon, Qiao Shanshan and Yang Huaiyuan became involved with each other.
She even got pregnant.
When Qiao Wanyue exposed their affair and prepared to divorce and divide the property—
Qiao Shanshan and Yang Huaiyuan decided to act first. Together, they stabbed her to death.
After her death, to escape legal responsibility, Qiao Shanshan conspired with their mother and Yang Huaiyuan to fabricate a mental illness record, claiming she had committed suicide during an episode.
The two of them walked free.
They even had a child.
And lived happily ever after.
Her resentment ran deep.
Perhaps the King of Hell could not tolerate her unjust death.
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the time before the two sisters were married.
What she didn’t expect was that Qiao Shanshan had also been reborn.
That made things easier—she wouldn’t have to worry about taking revenge on the wrong person.
A vicious, venomous woman and a scheming, abusive man.
A perfect match.
Suddenly—
Qiao Wanyue opened her eyes, glaring at Yang Huaiyuan like a resentful ghost, breathing unevenly. “You—you—how could you marry my sister? You’re my fiancé!” As she finished speaking, tears poured down her face, and she cried uncontrollably.
This time, she was pretending again.
If she was going to act, she would act it out completely. She needed to maintain her previous life’s image of being timid and weak. She couldn’t let Qiao Shanshan discover that she had also been reborn.
Seeing Qiao Wanyue crying so helplessly again, a trace of guilt flashed in Yang Huaiyuan’s eyes.
So Qiao Wanyue loved him this much.
Qiao Shanshan noticed his wavering and scratched his palm in dissatisfaction.
In this life, Yang Huaiyuan belonged to her. The title of professor’s wife also belonged to her.
There was no way she would give such a good life to Qiao Wanyue.
Yang Huaiyuan was stirred by Qiao Shanshan’s teasing. Qiao Wanyue had always been rigid—after their engagement, he once pulled her into a small grove, wanting intimacy, but that old-fashioned woman pushed him away, talking about propriety between men and women.
She was nothing like Qiao Shanshan, who was much more open.
He felt restless and tempted.
Qiao Wanyue placed her hand on her inner thigh and pinched hard. Her eyes immediately turned red.
Hiss.
It hurt like hell.
With reddened eyes, she looked at the shameless pair in front of her. “Mom, they… they…”
Their mother was furious.
She grabbed a broom from the yard and struck Yang Huaiyuan, who was kneeling on the ground. “You shameless beast! You’re supposed to be Wanyue’s husband—how dare you deceive my younger daughter into marrying you? You liar, you hooligan! I’ll report you right now and have you thrown in jail!”
Yang Huaiyuan frowned, enduring a few blows until his arm went numb. Seeing that she wouldn’t stop, he grabbed her hand. “Aunt Qiao, you’re Shanshan’s mother. Shanshan and I are in love—how is that deception?”
He wasn’t stupid.
If he took the blame, what if he really got convicted of hooliganism?
Qiao’s mother was furious. He had deceived her daughter and was now trying to smear her reputation. She threw down the broom and began slapping him across the face.
“Mom, Mom!” Qiao Shanshan crawled over and hugged her mother’s leg. “Mom, Huaiyuan and I truly love each other. We’re classmates—I really like him. Please let us be together, okay?”
Slap! Slap!
Their mother struck her several times. Blood immediately spilled from her mouth, as if something was stuck in her throat.
“Qiao Shanshan, have you no shame? He’s just an unemployed nobody, while your future husband is accomplished and promising. Why are you fooling around with him?”
She couldn’t understand. She had seen Lu Yunzhou’s photo—handsome and outstanding. How could Yang Huaiyuan, this pretty-faced boy, compare?
Of her four children, Qiao Shanshan was the one she had cared for most.
She sent her to high school, bought her the prettiest dresses, and dressed her like a city girl.
All so she wouldn’t have to marry a poor laborer.
She had gone to great lengths to find Lu Yunzhou for her—a soldier. Once she joined him, she would be protected.
But instead—
She had chosen a nobody.
How could that not make her furious?
Qiao Shanshan naturally couldn’t tell her mother that Lu Yunzhou was about to die. She said firmly, “Mom, I only love Brother Huaiyuan!”
She looked at Yang Huaiyuan with admiration. “Brother Huaiyuan, will you still marry my sister?”
Yang Huaiyuan shook his head firmly. “Shanshan is the only wife I acknowledge.”
Qiao’s mother trembled with anger.
Qiao Shanshan looked smugly at Qiao Wanyue. “Sister, Brother Huaiyuan doesn’t like you either. If you two marry, it’ll only be an unhappy match. Important people have said that marriage should be based on mutual consent. Since he doesn’t want to marry you, why force it?”
In this life, she would be the professor’s wife.
Everything Yang Huaiyuan had would belong to her.