C8 I will Repay You!
In her memories, the original owner of this life was timid due to poverty. Her delicate and lively face often sparked jealousy among her peers, leading to frequent bullying. Thinking about these memories, Xinrann couldn't help but clench her fists.
If it weren't for the original owner, she wouldn't be here. So, she decided to treat the original owner's family well, seek revenge on her behalf, and live a vibrant life that the original owner never had.
With this resolve, a determined and unyielding look flashed in Xinrann's eyes as she took the bowl of oatmeal and drank it all in one go.
"Just rest for a while, don't worry about anything. I won't let him take you away," her mother, Yu'e, reassured her, worried that Xinrann might dwell on things too much. Given her usual personality, she would typically remain silent for days.
Yu'e was deeply concerned for her daughter. Just married yesterday and today already facing such a dire situation, regardless of the cause, gossip was sure to spread far and wide. With a sigh, Yu'e tucked Xinrann in, took the bowl, and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Xinrann stared at the yellowed ceiling, feeling a chill in her heart. This was true poverty. The dim bulb overhead was rarely used in the original owner's memory. Taking a deep breath, Xinrann turned away, unwilling to look at the distressing surroundings.
She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, the original owner's deep resentment toward the world would flood her mind: if there were a next life, she would not live so timidly and oppressed. She would make those who bullied her kneel and repent.
Opening her eyes, Xinrann looked at the newspaper-covered walls and silently vowed: now that I'm living this life again, you are me, and I am you. I will avenge your grievances and repay your debts.
Last night, Xinrann was left with bruises all over her body after being beaten by Fann Jian. As she lay in bed, even the slightest movement made her wince in pain.
Struggling to get up, she slipped on her slippers and stood in front of the old wardrobe, gazing at the reflection of her new face in the mirror. The young girl had delicate features, a well-proportioned face, and skin as smooth as porcelain. Her long, glossy black hair was braided down to her waist, and her slender neck led to a perfectly developed, graceful S-shaped figure.
Xinrann was taken aback by this face. In the future, how many wealthy heirs would be captivated by such beauty and figure? No wonder that jerk Fann Jian would rather marry Xinrann than take two hundred dollars. It was money well spent.
Luckily, that scoundrel didn’t take advantage of her last night, or it would have been a huge loss.
Thinking back to her life before this, Xinrann remembered being a top student, but with a face full of freckles and puffy, single eyelids. Being unattractive was one thing, but her height of just over five feet was a hard flaw to overcome.
Slowly, Xinrann leaned closer to the mirror, admiring her large, bright eyes and perfect model-like figure. She couldn't help but sneak a peek down her shirt collar, and despite her surprise, she giggled quietly.
Wow, this rebirth was totally worth it. She had looks, a great body, and a loving family—she wasn’t missing out on anything. More importantly, she had saved a child and could now live on, merging with the original owner of this body.
Smiling softly at her reflection, Xinrann made a fist of determination, reminding herself that even if life was tough, she couldn't waste the opportunity given to her by fate and the original owner. Destiny was in her hands, and even if it rained knives, she would grit her teeth and protect the poor, kind-hearted original owner’s family.
