YDMLA 04

Xu Xinghe reached out and took the card. At that moment, she genuinely could not understand why the original heroine would abandon such a perfect man and instead choose that childhood sweetheart who only knew how to sell empty promises.

Fu Tingshen had already prepared himself for her to throw the card back in his face. Yet after waiting for a while, the reaction he expected never came.

“Thank you, baby~ I really like it.” Xu Xinghe slipped the card into her pocket, the corners of her lips curling into a smile so seductive it seemed to drip with sweetness.

Fu Tingshen’s ears instantly turned red, and for a moment he didn’t dare meet those crystal-clear eyes of hers.

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The moment He Baizhi left the Fu Corporation building, she opened a ride-hailing app and ordered a premium car service, only to stare at the vehicle in front of her with obvious disgust.

Although Fu Tingshen had imprisoned her in her previous life, before that she had ridden in luxury cars worth tens of millions. A personal chauffeur would even step out to open the door for her.

“Hey! Aren’t you going to open the door for me?” He Baizhi shouted angrily, looking completely unwilling to let the matter go unless he did.

The middle-aged driver had been driving for more than twenty years, and this was the first time he had ever met a passenger demanding that he open the door for her. Internally, he had already cursed her entire family countless times.

Still, thinking about professional courtesy, he suppressed his irritation and got out to open the car door for her.

“You should’ve done that earlier. What a crappy car,” He Baizhi muttered disdainfully as she sat in the back seat, constantly waving her hand through the air as though the car carried some contagious virus.

The driver was furious. His car might not have been some multimillion-dollar luxury vehicle, but it was still a brand-new, well-known domestic model. Yet she spoke about it as though it were worthless.

To avoid causing trouble for himself, the driver endured the anger and drove He Baizhi to her destination. At first, seeing how much she looked down on his car, he assumed she must be some rich heiress.

But when he saw the old run-down apartment building in front of him, he became convinced the woman had serious issues.

The moment He Baizhi saw her home, she froze.

She had almost forgotten that before meeting Fu Tingshen, she used to live in such a shabby place.

But then she remembered Lin Moyu—the man who, in her previous life, had wanted to help her escape that gilded cage. Determination filled her eyes.

In this life, she absolutely had to be with him!

The old apartment building had no elevator, and even the hallway lights were broken, flickering while making crackling electrical noises.

By the time she finally climbed to the sixth floor, He Baizhi was clutching her chest and gasping for breath. After entering the apartment, she kicked off her high heels and habitually shouted,

“Why haven’t you poured me a glass of water yet? Are you trying to let me die of thirst?!”

After waiting a while with no response, He Baizhi finally remembered—

She had already been reborn.

This was no longer the mansion with servants waiting on her hand and foot.

The sound of a key turning came from the doorway as her mother, Zhao Fang, returned home.

“He Baizhi? Why are you home so early today?” Zhao Fang asked in confusion, surprised that her daughter had gotten off work earlier than usual.

He Baizhi looked at her mother’s bright red floral dress with obvious disdain and casually replied, “They let us off early. Mom, can’t you dress a little better?”

That immediately set Zhao Fang off. Especially when she noticed He Baizhi hadn’t cooked dinner and had left clothes scattered all over the sofa, her anger exploded.

“He Baizhi! Are you itching for a beating? Go make dinner right now! If Yaizu comes home and there’s no food, I’ll beat you to death!” Zhao Fang yelled while standing with her hands on her hips.

He Baizhi felt extremely irritated. How could she possibly still know how to cook? In her previous life, servants had always prepared everything and served dishes directly in front of her.

But under her mother’s murderous glare, He Baizhi reluctantly picked up her phone and ordered an extravagant sushi set. Even though it cost 3,899 yuan, she paid without blinking.

The moment He Yaizu came home from school, he saw his sister eating by herself. Despite only being in fifth grade, his 180-pound body charged over and slammed directly into He Baizhi, knocking her flying.

“Ah!” He Baizhi cried out painfully, clutching her backside while unleashing a stream of curses.

“You damn fat pig! All you do is eat, eat, eat! You—”

Smack!

Before she could finish, a merciless slap cut her off.

Zhao Fang pulled her son protectively into her arms and glared furiously at He Baizhi.

“How dare you insult your brother! Everything in this family belongs to your brother. Get out!”