Chapter 1 Reborn at Three and a Half Years Old

"Ah... my stomach hurts so much, blood, am I bleeding? My... my baby, my baby..."

"You heartless, cruel girl! Are you trying to kill me! To kill my child..."

"I'm telling you, don't even think about it! You heartless, worthless wretch! If anything happens to the child in my belly, I'll make you wish you were dead..."

"You jinx, you jinx!"

A sharp wail, along with a stinging pain in her forehead and dizziness, struck Qiao Qiao, leaving her momentarily stunned.

She instinctively reached out to cover the painful spot on her head, only to find her hand covered in wetness. When she lifted her hand, she saw it was covered in bright red blood.

A meter away, a woman lying on the ground, clutching her stomach and wailing in pain, was pointing at her with trembling fingers and cursing.

Because he couldn't hide the disgust and hatred in his eyes, his whole face looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.

Chen Yulian?

What's Michelle Chen doing here?

Where is she?

Unable to lift her head properly due to dizziness, Qiao Qiao lay on the ground, half-closing her eyes as she looked at the woman pointing at her and shouting menacingly, then glanced around.

In the dim light, the first thing that catches the eye is a familiar yet unfamiliar portrait of the deceased Grandpa Qiao.

The portrait was hung high inside a square recessed wall made of red bricks, with incense burner and candles below it.

Next to the wall at the bottom is a square tall wooden table.

There were tall benches on three sides of the wooden table that were not against the wall, and she was lying under one of the benches, with a few drops of blood on one corner of the bench.

Such decor, such furnishings, and that portrait...

Qiao Qiao clenched her fists, curled up all over, and trembled uncontrollably.

This is clearly the main hall of the Qiao family, a place she once longed for but could never return to!

Was she dreaming again?

But why was this dream so vivid, and so painful...?

"Oh dear, my dear sister, what happened?"

Wearing a straw hat, Chen Xiue ran in from outside, screaming loudly. Behind her were the other members of the Qiao family who had just returned from working in the fields.

Everyone was stunned to see the two people, one big and one small, lying in the main room.

It wasn't until Chen Yulian's sister, Chen Xiu'e, screamed that they were brought back to their senses.

The first to rush over was Qiao Changdong, who looked at the tiny figure lying on the ground covered in blood with fear on his face.

"My darling! My darling!" Qiao Changdong was the first to run over, and without the slightest hesitation, he chose his daughter over his wife.

He carefully picked up his daughter, who was curled up on the ground: "What happened? Why is she bleeding so much?"

"Qiao Changdong, are you blind?! This vicious jinx pushed me down, trying to kill our son! And you're still protecting her, asking her what happened! You... Ah!!! It hurts so much..."

Not far away, Chen Yulian, who had just been helped up by Chen Xiue, saw that Qiao Changdong had actually run past her and headed straight for Qiao Qiao, that jinx.

She was so angry that her eyes were practically oozing venom. She couldn't understand what was so good about this bastard, this jinx, that even now her husband was still holding her tightly.

She was furious. She had been pretending to have a stomachache, but now she actually felt a real stomachache.

She let out a wail, clutching her stomach with one hand and pinching the flesh on Chen Xiu'e's arm with the other. The pain made Chen Xiu'e shudder, thinking it was a signal from Chen Yulian.

Then, pointing at the Qiao father and daughter, he uttered the words he had prepared beforehand: "Qiao Changdong, you're insane!"

"This jinx caused your wife to have a premature birth, and you're still protecting her like this! Is this how the entire Qiao family treats their daughters-in-law?"

"My God... is this even allowed to live...?"

Qiao Qiao could no longer hear the Chen sisters' wailing and lamenting clearly because of her dizziness. She could only look greedily at Qiao Changdong, who was holding her and had a face full of anxiety.

She reached out her blood-stained hand and touched his face.

Her voice was so weak it was almost inaudible, but the smile on her lips was the most content and sweetest.

She smiled and said, "Dad, I finally... dreamed about you. You never... come to my dreams."

"Qiaoqiao waits and waits every day, thinking and thinking, but you never come..."

"Now Qiaoqiao... is going to die, and you've finally come? It's so... good, so very good..."

After saying this, Qiao Qiao slowly closed her eyes, tears streaming down her trembling cheeks.

"My dear!" Qiao Changdong didn't understand what Qiao Qiao meant by saying this.

But seeing her close her eyes, turn pale, and fall unconscious into his arms, he was so frightened that he didn't care about anything else, picked her up and ran outside.

"Qiao Changdong!"

Chen Yulian watched as her husband ran towards another person without hesitation, grabbed him and ran away without even glancing at her, and screamed in disbelief.

But this did not stop Qiao Changdong in the slightest.