C1 Deceive the Corpse 1

"You little brat, I just married you, and you're already eager to run off with your lover? Who the hell gave you the guts to do that? I can't let this go without making you pay. Playing dead, are you? I'll show you what that means."

The sharp pain all over her body made Xinrann's eyes flutter open. In a daze, she saw a dark figure kicking and punching her.

Xinrann was jolted awake by the noise. She felt like she had been dreaming for a long time, with harsh insults and cries echoing in her ears. People accused her of being a young troublemaker, using her looks to seduce Lee Chang'an. Others said she was shameless, planning to elope with some guy.

Her whole body ached, and her head throbbed. She opened her eyes weakly, but everything was pitch black, as if she were trapped in a wooden box. Struggling to get up, she realized her surroundings were hard and confining.

"Xinrann, my daughter, why would you do this on such a happy day? How could you be so heartless, making your mother bury her child?"

The woman's heart-wrenching cries made Xinrann's head feel like it was about to explode. She clutched her head, desperately trying to move in the cramped space.

"You crazy woman, go cry somewhere else. Do you think this is a funeral? If you didn't owe me money, would I have married her? Let me tell you, your daughter died before I even touched her. Every cent you owe me, including the funeral costs, better be paid back. Now get lost, you're bad luck."

Xinrann had heard the man's voice before she fainted. His curses, mixed with the woman's sobs and others' shouting, created a cacophony that made her head buzz, forcing a scream from her lips.

Ah—

After a piercing scream, Xinrann felt a sharp pain in her head.

Oh my God, what on earth is happening?

Xinrann kept her eyes tightly shut, her small face twisted in agony in the darkness. She couldn't think too much about it, but from what she heard outside, she was in a coffin. How on earth did she end up in a coffin?

Feeling a bit dizzy and realizing the air was getting thin, she bit her lip hard, trying to stay focused. No matter what was happening, she needed to get herself out first.

With that thought, Xinrann clenched her fists and started pounding desperately on the wooden boards enclosing her.

"Help! Help! I'm still alive! Let me out, please! Let me out..."

Outside the coffin.

The pallbearers jumped in fright, thinking the person inside had come back to life. Terrified, they dropped the coffin and ran off in all directions.

"A ghost..."

"She's come back to life..."

Liu Yu'e heard the cries for help from inside the coffin and froze for a few seconds before stopping her tears and screaming.

"Somebody help! My daughter is alive! You heartless Fann Jian, I want to open the coffin and see her. You said she was dead, but my daughter is clearly alive, and you tried to bury her alive. I swear, if anything happens to my daughter, I won't let you off, even as a ghost."

Liu Yu'e threw herself onto the coffin, her eyes bloodshot with rage, glaring at Fann Jian, who stood at a distance, his face changing dramatically.

She was definitely dead last night before being put in the coffin. How could she be alive now?

Fann Jian recalled last night's events and shook his head vigorously. No, he couldn't let her out. If last night's incident was exposed, the Faang family wouldn't be able to repay their debt, and he'd be responsible for a life.

With that thought, Fann Jian, looking fierce, yanked Liu Yu'e away from the coffin.