Chapter One: Return Through Rebirth

Inside the Lishui Bay Villa.

Two figures sat opposite each other at a small dining table.

Both wore the Yun City No. 1 High School uniform, exuding youth and vitality.

The girl had her hair tied in a high ponytail and quietly ate her breakfast.

“Yangyang, I want to talk to you about something.”

Jiang Wuyang said nothing, patiently waiting for him to continue.

“An An isn’t in good health, and now that her father has passed away, I want to bring her to live with us.”

Jiang Yiran’s tone was indifferent, his attitude casual. Rather than seeking agreement, it felt more like a notification.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wuyang showed little reaction and simply nodded.

“Sure.”

Jiang Yiran glanced at her oddly.

He went on, “An An’s health isn’t great. I want to find her a south-facing room, one that gets plenty of sunlight. She…”

Before he could finish, Jiang Wuyang interrupted, “Fine. I’ll tidy up and make room for your dear little sister right away.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yiran frowned, a nameless fury rising in his heart.

He snapped, “Jiang Wuyang, what nonsense are you spouting?!”

Jiang Wuyang rolled her eyes at him and retorted bluntly, “Isn’t this exactly what you wanted? Why pretend otherwise?”

Embarrassment flashed across Jiang Yiran’s face, caught out in his sordid intentions.

Frustrated, he shouted, “Get out!”

Jiang Wuyang paid him no mind, casually wiped her mouth, and turned to get into the car that always drove her to school.

“Let’s go, Uncle Wang.”

Uncle Wang didn’t question her. Ever since Miss An An appeared, the young master’s attention to his sister had waned noticeably.

Later, at An An’s insistence, they split into two cars, claiming it was too cramped otherwise.

Because of this, though they were siblings attending the same high school, they rarely went to school together.

Even people at school didn’t know they were truly brother and sister. Instead, they assumed the pampered An An was Jiang Yiran’s real sister.

This had been the case in the previous life as well. At school, Jiang Yiran always protected An An and openly claimed that An An was the only daughter of the Jiang family, while Jiang Wuyang was just a child adopted by their father.

It was laughable. She was the true daughter of the Jiang family; countless people knew this, yet none dared to speak up for her.

Once the car merged into traffic, Jiang Wuyang finally had the mind to ponder what had happened today.

She didn’t understand what had changed.

Only that the moment she opened her eyes, she had returned to this point.

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Feeling the air conditioning of the speeding car, Jiang Wuyang pulled a small blanket over herself, savoring the warmth.

She was certain now—she had come back to life.

In her previous life, she had been stabbed repeatedly in an abandoned warehouse.

She still vividly remembered the icy cold of her blood draining away.

At that moment, she had pinned all her hopes on her brother.

But her beloved brother had coldly told the assailants,

“Then let her die out there. Don’t spoil our mood for the press conference.”

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