My sister-in-law died in childbirth, and my mother despised that she gave birth to another girl. She actually choked the child to death in a basin.
My sister-in-law died with grievances, and my brother actually sold the fresh corpse to the village's short-lived ghost for a ghost marriage, then used the money from selling the corpse to buy a young and beautiful girl.
On that day, as my brother welcomed his new bride, I was next door carrying my sister-in-law to the ghost marriage.
Just as my brother was impatient to enter the bridal chamber, the sister-in-law on my back slowly lifted her head...
"Please help me kill a man, and if he is already dead, help me exterminate his soul." The girl in front of me held a box of rare treasures and presented it to me.
"Who do you want me to kill?"
"Master Jiang Shang."
I suddenly opened my eyes wide.
The TV is reporting on the case of the city's top science college entrance examination champion who has gone missing.
I turned back to look at the slender and fair-skinned boy on the bed in the bedroom.
I casually picked up a small knife from the table and walked towards him.
He was only wearing a white shirt all over, and the exposed skin was covered with bruises.
Seeing me approaching, he struggled to sit up, his voice hoarse, pleading.
"Please don't use the knife today, okay?"
I curved a gentle smile at the corner of my mouth, "No."
Accompanied by a painful low groan, the cold back of the knife passed over his delicate cheek.
In my previous life, I spent ten years stepping on a sewing machine in Boss Wen's novels, and my heart was colder than a butcher's knife.
Starting over, I looked at Boss Wen's news release about celebrating the return of the real heiress and his extravagant purchase of a whole street as a gift, and sneered.
Boss Wen called my phone with a voice that was two parts taunting, three parts cold, and five parts indifferent, saying, "I, Boss Wen, transfer the money."
I held Boss Wen's black card and lightly touched my red lips, saying, "Your bank account balance is insufficient. Please consider recharging."
My sister is a person who knows how to repay kindness.
To repay a favor, she let the maid's son move into our house and sleep in my bed.
She even conspired with them to drug me, imprison me, and torture me to death.
After being reborn, I turned the tables and pushed my good sister into the maid's son's room.
I tolerated it when my roommate took my bed as soon as I arrived.
I tolerated it when he falsely accused me of stealing and having dirty hands.
I tolerated it when he spread rumors that I was a gold digger and an escort.
I tolerated it when he wrote a letter to report me for cheating and caused me to lose the opportunity to study abroad.
Enough of this shit! Screw it, I can't tolerate it anymore.
After failing to capture the male protagonist's heart, I was imprisoned by a yandere lunatic.
He wanted to turn me into a specimen, to be with him forever.
In the moment of being strangled to death, I was reborn.
I was reborn at the beginning of the capturing mission.
This time, I choose to capture his father.
I was bowing my head and rummaging through my bag for earphones on the high-speed train.
Suddenly, a strong stench hit my nose.
When I looked back, I saw a man resting his sockless feet on the back of my seat.
Upon seeing me glare at him, the man disdainfully glanced at me, lowered his head, and continued watching bizarre videos.
"Do you have any manners?" I couldn't bear it any longer.
"No," the man replied nonchalantly.
In an instant, I understood that speaking politely to someone like him was like farting silently.
I continued, "Do you have any shame?"
"No, I don't," the man replied.
Even the lady next to him gave him a disdainful look.
"Do you have any regard for your life?"
The man hesitated, looking at me with a doubtful expression.
"Do you have any regard for your life?" I repeated.
"How can you take my life?" the man regained his composure and laughed as if he had heard a funny joke.
I looked at him determinedly and said slowly, "When we reach the next stop, at the second intersection, you will be hit by a car and die."
The man became angry and ashamed, "You damn girl, stop spouting nonsense, or I'll rip your mouth apart."
Then he sarcastically remarked, "Are you some kind of fairy from heaven? You say I'll die, so I'll die?"
I didn't want to argue with him any longer, so I called the train attendant.
As I passed by the man before changing seats, I whispered gently, "You will die a gruesome death."
"Fuck..." I heard the man curse from behind. I suddenly stopped, stood in place, and without looking back, I said to the astonished train attendant, "The more viciously he curses, the more terrible his death will be."
When my sister was working part-time, she died at the birthday party of a rich girl in Shanghai.
When she was found, she was lying in the restroom of a KTV, disheveled and her whole body stiff and turning blue.
Five years later, at the engagement banquet, the rich girl realized she had gained a young and beautiful stepmother.
The biological younger sister is the Mary Sue protagonist of a novel. In the previous life, despite the opposition from our family, she insisted on saving the male lead who was severely injured.
In order to fulfill their deeply abusive love, my parents and I became part of their play, being mercilessly killed by the male lead.
In this new life, I chose to wholeheartedly support my sister, personally placing her on the male lead's bed, allowing him to experience the warmth of "home."
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