"Would you rather die than get engaged to me?" Chu Xiaoxiao found herself back at the age of twenty, once again being forced into an arranged marriage. In her previous life, she had spent a decade trying to escape this demon of a man for the sake of the man she loved, only to realize how terribly wrong she had been. Now, given a second chance, Chu Xiaoxiao vowed to never let those who had wronged her off the hook. As she gazed at her devilishly handsome fiancé, she thought, "Even if it's just for his looks, shouldn't I agree to this engagement? After all, countless women are lining up to get into Mr. Han's bed. How could I be so ungrateful?" With her charming husband by her side, Chu Xiaoxiao embarked on a thrilling journey of revenge. A scheming white lotus? Kick her to the curb! A scumbag trying to harass her? She'd make sure he lost a few front teeth—did he really think she was an easy target? But what was this about her devilish husband making her lie in bed late at night? "Wait a minute, let me catch my breath first..."
The sky, filled with dark clouds, presents an oppressive and terrifying feeling.
Xiaoxiao Chu is hanging in mid-air, at the edge of a cliff, her only lifeline being the man rigidly gripping her arm.
However, the man's grasp is slowly loosening...
"Xiaoxiao, don't blame me. If you have to blame anyone, blame it on your lack of value to me." A cold smile hangs on the man's face. His peach blossom eyes cold and indifferent.
Chu Xiaoxiao's heart instantly sank to the bottom. She gave out a desolate laugh, "Lin Enze, I have loved you since the year I turned ten. But you, you've been deceiving and using me this entire time."
"Are there few who have deceived you? Xiaoxiao, if you have to blame anyone, blame yourself for trusting people too easily."
After Lin Enze uttered these words, his grip was slowly loosened. The beautiful maiden tragically fell into the abyss.
As Chu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, a beautiful yet sad smile was drawn at the corner of her lips. At this moment, she finally understood that her entire life was nothing more than a joke of unrequited love.
If there was an afterlife, she would...
"Someone has drowned! We need help here!"
The shout echoed by the garden pool of the school during one early autumn night.
At midnight, a girl, pale as a sheet, lay on the hospital bed. Her pretty face, now without any color, was pale and tired, like a sheet of white paper.
There sat a frigid man next to her hospital bed. His enchantingly attractive face was now filled with anger, his attractive eyebrows furrowing deeply.
"Didn’t they say she's fine? Why isn’t she awake yet?"
"Mr. Han, Miss Chu almost drowned. Although she was saved, her body is still frail..."
"Enough, get out!"
The man waved his hand irritably, his icy eyes emitting a chilling aura.
Seeing this, the doctor and the nurse hurriedly left, as if fearing for their lives.
"Cough, cough, cough..." With a severe cough, the girl on the bed slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing the girl awake, a hint of excitement colored the man's icy eyes as he quickly grabbed her hand.
"Awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"Ye...Ye Mochan..." Upon seeing the man in front of her, Chu Xiaoxiao was surprised and promptly withdrew her hands in fear.
How did she end up with this devil?
Chu Xiaoxiao remembered distinctly that she had fallen off a cliff. Was she not dead?
But wait, Ye Mochan's face...
Half of Ye Mochan's face had been ruined in a fire years ago, but now it was completely intact. Moreover, he looked much younger.
Due to her confusion, Chu Xiaoxiao stared at Ye Mochan for a long time.
Seeing the cold indifference on the man's icy face, anger flared in his eyes, "Do you hate me this much? Would you rather die than be engaged to me?"
Engaged? Chu Xiaoxiao was bewildered.
Hadn't they got engaged when they were twenty? Why was he bringing it up now?
Just as Chu Xiaoxiao was filled with confusion, the door to the hospital room was suddenly pushed open. A girl in a school uniform, holding a bouquet of flowers, appeared in the room.
"Xiaoxiao, why are you so reckless? Do you know how much it hurts me?"
The girl was Zhang Wen Yue, Chu Xiaoxiao's "best" bestie. But her school uniform made Chu Xiaoxiao dumbstruck.
What on earth is going on?
Chu Xiaoxiao stared with disbelief at the angry man beside her.
"Ye Mo Han, how...old am I this year?"
"Twenty." The laconic man barely parted his lips to say.
"Xiaoxiao, have you gone silly from nearly drowning? Have you forgotten? Next week you'll be turning twenty. Many people will come to witness your engagement with Han. It will be a grand scene."
Upon hearing this, Chu Xiaoxiao was stupefied, unable to speak...
Twenty years old? Engagement? Wasn't that something that happened ten years ago…?
Could it be that, she…