“Little sister, get up for dinner.” A rough, slightly hoarse voice sounded at Su Yiwei’s door, interrupting her thoughts.
“Second Brother is back? You must be tired from the journey. Go downstairs and rest for a while first. I’ll be right there.”
Su Yiwei looked out the window—everything was gray and gloomy. She couldn’t tell whether it was already dark or if the rain had never stopped.
Su Haohan heard a voice from inside the room that sounded like someone just waking up—like a lazy cat’s low murmur, carrying a hint of drowsy haziness.
His little sister was clearly still half-asleep, yet she hadn’t forgotten to show concern for him. The corners of Su Haohan’s mouth lifted slightly as he stood unmoving outside her door. “Take your time, little sister. No rush.”
Su Yiwei’s bedroom was the best in the Su family. It had its own bathroom, and the wardrobe door even had a full-length mirror.
After quickly freshening up, she opened the door to see a handsome face—thick eyebrows, bright and spirited eyes, and a tall, straight nose.
Before she could even feel a surge of joy, she noticed Su Yirou standing gracefully beside Second Brother.
The moment she saw Su Yiwei, Su Yirou’s eyes filled with accusation. “Little sister, how could you make Second Brother wait outside your door for so long?”
“Second Brother, see? This is how she always wrongs me.” Su Yiwei’s gaze shifted as she complained in a coquettish tone.
Before Second Brother could even react in surprise, Su Yirou’s dissatisfied voice rang out. “Little sister, how can you accuse me like that?”
“Don’t you know Second Brother rushed back covered in dust and hasn’t even had a sip of water before coming to call you? Yet you made him stand outside your door waiting. If you don’t feel sorry for him, I do.”
“Su Yirou, what nonsense are you spouting? I chose to stand outside Weiwei’s door and wait for her. What does that have to do with you?” Su Haohan’s voice was like muffled thunder, filled with anger.
“Second Brother, I was just worried that Mom and Dad would be waiting too long. Yet you scold me without even asking for the truth—is it because I’m not your biological sister?”
“Don’t you see Uncle Jiang and Auntie, and Wentao are all waiting downstairs?” Su Yirou asked, her voice trembling with grievance.
Su Yiwei couldn’t help but laugh in anger. “Su Yirou, if you’re so worried about them waiting, why aren’t you downstairs keeping them company? Why insist on standing outside my door?”
“Was stealing my university admission letter not enough? You even snatched my engagement with the Huo family. Su Yirou, who are you trying to annoy with your whining and crying?”
“Little sister, you were the one who said you wanted to give me the admission letter in exchange for Wentao. How can you accuse me like this?” Su Yirou’s voice was sharp, but it was drowned out by her sobbing.
“Oh, so I’m wronging you? Then why did that scumbag Jiang Wentao say he wanted to marry you right after you graduated?”
“Little sister, it’s not what you think.” Su Yirou stared with teary eyes, momentarily at a loss for how to refute.
“If it’s not what I think, then explain what it is. That scumbag was always chasing after me like a sticky plaster, but as soon as you graduated, he suddenly changed his tune and said he wanted to marry you?”
Su Yirou: “…”
For a moment, she didn’t know how to explain. She couldn’t very well tell this country bumpkin that she had been reborn and knew Jiang Wentao would rise to great heights in the future.
“Su Yirou, don’t think everyone is as brainless as Mom and Dad, believing whatever you say. At the very least, my Second Brother isn’t.”
Su Haohan: “…”
Actually, he had once believed Su Yirou’s words too—that Weiwei disliked the hardship of studying and insisted on giving her the admission letter.
Back then, he was frustrated by her lack of ambition, but whenever he thought about how much his sister had suffered in the countryside, he figured it didn’t matter—he could support her for the rest of her life.
If only he had known earlier that she had been deceived… Alas! It was too late now!
“Sister, how could you think of me like that, how could you think of Mom and Dad like that? I didn’t, I really didn’t…” Su Yirou’s tears fell instantly.
“You didn’t what?” Su Yiwei took a step forward and asked.
Su Yirou choked, “I didn’t deceive you, I…”
“How is that not deceiving me? I strongly suspect Dad specifically called me back just to trick me out of my admission letter and engagement.” Su Yiwei spoke with absolute certainty.
These were things Su Yirou had personally confessed to her in her previous life. Otherwise, even with a second chance at life, she would never have imagined Su Yirou could be so malicious.
“Second Brother, I’ve already returned the Huo family’s engagement to Sister. What she’s saying isn’t true, Second Brother, please believe me.”
“Oh, still making excuses, huh? Do you really think I don’t know why you returned the engagement to me?” Su Yiwei bared her teeth and stepped forward.
Her father was also Su Yirou’s biological father, but her stepmother was Su Yirou’s biological mother. That’s why she hadn’t dared to explode when she first returned after her rebirth.
Now that her second brother was back, Su Yiwei finally had someone to rely on. She pulled her second brother behind her, placed her hands on her hips, and faced Su Yirou directly.
“Su Yirou, if you had openly admitted that you were the malicious person trying to scheme against me, I might have respected you a little. But the way you are now is truly disgusting, you know that?”
In her past life, Su Yiwei’s biggest regret was that despite having a sharp tongue, she never got to have a satisfying argument with anyone!
Ever since she could remember, everyone around her had given in to her. If she said even a few extra words, people would gossip behind her back, saying she was taking advantage of her status.
Although her brothers had avenged her, it clearly wasn’t satisfying enough!
Since she had been reborn, why bother with maintaining an image? Her sharp tongue could finally be put to good use.
“You’re nothing but a fake heiress—The dove occupying the magpie’s nest—a despicable and shameless woman. Stop putting on that ugly White Lotus act to deceive my second brother.”
Su Yirou was so enraged by the insults that her anger surged. “Su Yiwei, how dare you speak to me like that?”
“What? Dropping the act now? Why can’t I speak to you like this? I even dare to hit you—smack!”
As she spoke, Su Yiwei suddenly slapped Su Yirou across the face without warning, then stepped back and flexed her wrist.
“Su Yiwei, you actually dared to hit me?”
“So what if I hit you? You asked for it with that mouth of yours.” Su Yiwei stepped forward again and delivered a dozen hard slaps to Su Yirou’s face.
She struck until Su Yirou’s cheeks were red and swollen, her eyes brimming with tears.
So satisfying—this little bitch was really crying this time.
Hmm, look, that’s much more pleasing to the eye.
This was just collecting a bit of interest. Compared to the torment she endured in the year before her death, this was nothing!
In her previous life, Su Yirou was no match for her. In this life, Su Yirou would only suffer even more. If she made her unhappy, she would beat her.
Every day from now on, she would make Su Yirou miserable. At the same time, she would seize the initiative to exact revenge for the grievances and hatred from her past life.
“Su Yiwei—smack, smack!” Jiang Wentao roared, striding forward and slapping Su Yiwei twice across the face.
“Smack, smack…” Without a second thought, Su Haohan rushed over and slapped Jiang Wentao ten times in a row, turning his handsome, delicate face into something resembling a pig’s head.
Su Yirou threw herself into Jiang Wentao’s arms, sobbing, “Second Brother, I beg you, please don’t hit Brother Wentao. It’s all my fault. If you want to hit someone, hit me instead~”
Her voice choked with tears, her body trembling, teardrops fell onto Jiang Wentao’s palm, breaking his heart. He looked up, ready to scold Su Yiwei.
Just then, Father Su came running over, shouting, “Haohan, what are you all making such a fuss about?”