C2 The Scene Was too Gory!!

The luxurious Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost, with its top-notch tinted windows, kept the sun's heat at bay, while the cool air inside provided a refreshing escape. A small mahogany table held a laptop, and the interior lights were on. The man in the back seat was focused intently on the screen, absorbed in his work.

The light highlighted his tall, lean frame and the sharp lines of his face—perfect profile, piercing eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin lips. Despite the chill in his demeanor, his striking features seemed crafted by a master.

Qianqian's heart raced uncontrollably; this man's magnetic allure still had the power to captivate her. Yet, memories of his disdain before her rebirth, Qingqing's scornful words after her death, and the pain of her deceased mother and struggling father...

A sharp, heart-wrenching pain brought her back to reality. Her emotions were a tangled mess. Almost trembling, she pinched her thigh hard, forcing herself to look away from Yuchen and out the window.

This man, she, Qianqian, could not afford to love.

In this new life, she was determined to find herself, to repay those who cared for and loved her, and to seek justice from those who deceived and used her. Letting go of Yuchen was the first and most challenging step she had to take.

While the man appeared engrossed in his work, he discreetly glanced at the girl beside him. His deep-set eyes showed a hint of surprise. Unlike every other time when she clung to him like glue, today she sat quietly in the corner of the back seat, as calm as a gentle kitten. Her lowered gaze and long lashes hid her emotions, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

The ride was silent.

“Ma'am, we’re home,” came the voice of the driver, Chen.

Lin Qianqian snapped back to reality. Once the car stopped, she quickly opened the door and dashed out.

She ran until she was breathless, then turned to see the Rolls-Royce making its way down the street, her heart pounding as if it might leap from her chest.

Just like before, the man left without a word. But this time, she hadn’t clung to him in the car, only to be coldly pushed away.

When Mrs. Liu approached with her backpack, Qianqian took it and hurried into the house, up the stairs, and into her room.

Her head ached, her thoughts a jumbled mess. She closed the door, dropped the backpack, and collapsed onto the soft, comfortable bed.

Exhaustion washed over her like a wave, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.

She slept for quite a while, and when she awoke, the room was filled with the warm glow of the setting sun. The roses outside the window were bathed in a beautiful light.

Her mind, once chaotic, was now much clearer.

Feeling sticky and uncomfortable, she realized she’d forgotten to turn on the air conditioning and had sweated through her clothes.

“Time for a shower,” she decided, heading to the closet for fresh clothes before entering the bathroom.

As she placed her clothes down, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and was startled by the reflection.

“Oh my gosh…”

What on earth?

The sight was almost too much to handle!