Waking up again, feeling a bit dizzy with the smell of alcohol all over.

Beside me, Gao Ming kept pouring me more wine.

I patted my head, everything felt like a dream.

Yet, anger filled my chest so real and intense.

I ran to the bedroom, my daughter was still alive. Seeing her sleeping face, I realized I was reborn.

I held her tightly, feeling her real heartbeat, her breath.

Determined silently, in this life, no one will dare to bully us!

Stepping out of the bedroom, Gao Ming handed me a red coat, smiling with a calculating look in his eyes.

Yes, in the previous life, he was about to send me on my way.

"Darling, feeling happy today, let's go buy another bottle of wine."

Seeing that B face again, my heart was filled with rage.

An electronic voice sounded in my ear: [Violence level 20%, 40%, 60%...]

With a loud smack, I almost made him spin 360° on the spot.

Remembering the electronic voice when I fell into the mysterious power, I realized I was bound to a power system, with only three chances.

Three chances, and I couldn't resist giving him a taste...

He was caught off guard by the sudden slap, in the previous life, I was timid even in my speech, how could he have seen me like this?

My husband looked at me in disbelief, covering his face:

"Ouch, ouch, what's wrong with you, darling?"

Gao Ming smirked, his eyes filled with disgust and patience.

Realizing I shouldn't be too impulsive, I quickly said:

"Honey, I'm so happy today, the pain is not a dream."

I stuck out my tongue, pretending to be drunk.

Staggering, I put on that red coat.

B man, just like in the previous life, probably realizing it was a farewell, looked at me affectionately:

"Jiahui, goodbye."

Disgusted, I retorted, "Your mom's goodbye!"

He thought I was just drunk.

This time, it won't be me who dies, I'll make sure your mom says goodbye.

"Remember, go to Wanqianche Supermarket."

As we left, my husband reminded me again.

He's really afraid I won't come back alive.

I agreed, this time instead of leaving the neighborhood directly, I turned towards the community square.

Thunderous music, flashy dressed aunties, bright red silk fans.

Staring at the wide-faced, high-cheekboned, spring-like poise of the women in the crowd, I bit down on my back teeth in hatred, nails digging deep into my flesh.

Walking over to the sound system, with a bang, I turned it off.

The aunties' raised right hands, along with the abrupt stop of the music, froze in mid-air, all looking towards me.

In a few seconds, a fierce-looking woman walked over.

Ignoring my hostile expression, her eyes lingered on my new clothes for half a second, then she turned off the sound system, signaling her sisters to continue dancing.

I knew, under the cover of the music, she could now hurl insults at me.

She turned back, glaring at me fiercely, "You wretch, got nothing better to do than mess with my sound system?"

"You never go out, why wear new clothes at home? Just wasting money, do you think my son's money grows on trees? Take it off!"

I don't know how I used to tolerate this evil mother-in-law, the little flame in my heart was rising rapidly.

It was almost uncontrollable.