"If I had to choose, I'd pick Annie as my sister-in-law." My boyfriend's sister, Layla, said this publicly while rolling her eyes at me provocatively. Everyone thought I would explode, waiting to see a bloodbath between the future sisters-in-law. But I smiled and said, "I second that," and announced my breakup with my boyfriend on the spot. My boyfriend said I was making a scene. But when I left the campsite overnight, he saw me but didn't stop me. Instead, he turned to comfort the girl named Annie, "Sorry for embarrassing you. I apologize on Vivi's behalf." I wasn't sad at all; in fact, I was full of anticipation. This way, during the return trip, I wouldn't lose the use of my right arm saving Layla in a car accident, only to be despised by their entire family later. Would Layla survive without my desperate rescue? I was eagerly waiting for the result. 1 In my past life, Layla humiliated me publicly just like this. I splashed a whole glass of beer in her face. The future sisters-in-law got into a huge fight, creating quite a spectacle. My boyfriend, Bryan, took sides, only protecting his sister and her best friend, Annie. Although I pulled out a handful of Layla's hair and kicked Annie, who had been making snide remarks, I seemingly won the fight but lost all my dignity. Even so, I didn't leave overnight. Because Bryan was not only my boyfriend but also my boss. I was afraid that if I burned bridges, I would lose both my boyfriend and my job. After all, I was just a migrant worker in the big city of Seaview, drifting from a second-tier city. And I held a secretary position with no technical content, easily replaceable at any moment. With my average degree from a decent university, finding another job in Seaview's current employment market would be incredibly difficult. And my parents, who had high hopes for me, would never agree to me returning to my hometown, Lin City. In their words, Lin City was a place where one lived comfortably only through social connections. They, guarding a small tailor shop that barely made ends meet, couldn't arrange a decent job for me. They said if I couldn't stay in Seaview after getting into college there, it would only make them a laughingstock. In my past life, I hid in a dark corner of the campsite alone, feeling miserable all night. Bryan didn't come out to find me all night. The next day, after watching the sunrise, I appeared thick-skinned and successfully fought off Annie to sit in the passenger seat. My thought process was simple and crude: before I found my next job, I had to firmly hold onto the identity of Bryan's girlfriend. On the way back, our car overturned while avoiding a large truck. Both Layla and I were sitting on the right side of the car and were thrown out simultaneously, hanging off a cliff. Layla grabbed only a small branch, while I grabbed the main trunk. When the small branch Layla was holding was about to break, I ignored past grievances and resolutely grabbed her with my right arm. Although Bryan and Annie weren't thrown out, Bryan only cared about saving Annie, who had a small scratch on her scalp, and had no time to care about the lives of Layla and me. I held on until passing drivers joined forces to pull us up. In the end, Layla was unharmed, but my right arm was disabled due to prolonged blood loss. The media reported my heroic act of saving someone. Bryan's company was at a critical stage of going public, so for the sake of appearances, the White family let Bryan marry me. Layla not only didn't appreciate me saving her life but blamed me for using the favor to demand repayment, delaying her brother's great life. Even worse, Layla brought Annie to live in the small home Bryan and I shared, saying it was closer to their university. It seemed she wouldn't give up until she got Annie into Bryan's bed. I got into another fight with Layla. I only had one usable arm. Bryan not only didn't help me but accused me of being petty, unable to tolerate even his own sister. Turning around, he comforted Annie gently, "Sorry for scaring you. I have the final say in this house. You and my sister can stay as long as you want, don't mind what others think." My in-laws, upon hearing this, also came to support their biological daughter. My father-in-law slammed the table and shouted, "This house belongs to our White family! A daughter of the White family can stay whenever she wants. Who are you, an outsider named Zhuang, to gossip?" My mother-in-law rolled her eyes to the sky, "We already agreed to Bryan marrying you, what more do you want? Don't think just because you saved my daughter's life, you can order us around forever. You don't call the shots in this house!" Layla even turned the tables, "Mom, Dad, you are too kind! Her arm probably was useless before she saved me. She just seized the opportunity to blame it on our family." I laughed in anger, "So, you're blaming me for pulling you up back then?" Layla puffed out her chest confidently, "Of course! If you hadn't reached out to grab me, I would have swung over and grabbed the main trunk myself." Thinking for a moment, she pushed Annie forward again, "Besides, if you had let Annie, who gets carsick, sit in the passenger seat, Annie would definitely have grabbed me in the emergency, and neither she nor I would have fallen off the cliff." Finally, she concluded decisively, "Annie is much smarter than you. She is the one suitable to be my sister-in-law!" I turned to Bryan, who had been silent, "Do you think so too?" Bryan didn't answer me directly, just rubbing his brow irritably, "Vivi, enough! It's just my sister bringing a classmate to stay over. Do you have to be so calculative? How long are you going to make a scene? If you don't want to live here, divorce and get out!" I, who had hoped for a trace of comfort from him, was completely disheartened. But Layla clapped her hands cluelessly, "Divorce, divorce, hurry up and divorce! Brother, it's great that you finally figured it out!" She pushed Annie into her brother's arms, "You two lock it down quickly. It would be best to make a little nephew tonight!" Bryan didn't dodge. Annie shrank into his arms, apologizing to me "shyly," "Sister Vivi, sorry, Layla is joking with you." I thought that although she was fake, she at least knew some shame. But she suddenly changed the subject, "However, Sister Vivi, to be honest, you should stop using favors to demand repayment. You already got Brother Bryan, you should coax him and make him happy. Instead of turning the house upside down, making Brother Bryan look half-dead, it's too heartbreaking. Repaying a favor once is enough; you can't threaten Brother Bryan with it for a lifetime, right?" Bryan's parents agreed in unison, believing I was an ungrateful troublemaker who couldn't even find a job with a disabled hand and wouldn't serve her man properly. Their son marrying me was simply bad luck. I couldn't argue against five mouths with just one. Finally, losing control of my emotions, I rushed to the kitchen and came out with a cleaver... My mind was in chaos at the time, so after being reborn, I only remembered that I was the only one left standing in the living room. 2 After being reborn, the first sentence I heard was Layla saying she hoped Annie would be her sister-in-law. I no longer had the indignation of my past life. Instead, I wanted to facilitate this beauty too much. So I smiled and clapped, "I second that!" To show my sincerity, I stood up and announced, "From now on, Bryan and I are no longer in a relationship. For the rest of our lives, weddings and funerals have nothing to do with each other." Layla's eyes lit up, "If you have the guts, do what you say!" I nodded solemnly and raised three fingers, "If I don't, may I be struck by lightning, hit by a car when I go out, and choke on water at home." Bryan frowned and scolded me gently, "Vivi, don't mess around with Layla." The words were spoken to me, but the corner of his eye was clearly watching Annie's reaction. Annie pursed her lips and smiled, pinching Layla's arm, "Alright Layla, look, you've put Sister Vivi in a difficult spot." "What difficult spot?" Layla curled her lip dismissively, "Just a country bumpkin, no need to give too much face." Although I wanted to escape these rotten people quickly, I didn't plan to flee with my tail between my legs. So, I still splashed that glass of beer from my past life onto Layla's face. However, unlike in my past life, I didn't foolishly wait for Layla to counterattack after splashing. I struck first, grabbing Layla's hair from behind. I pulled tight, immobilizing her body. Annie thought I was still the impulsive but enduring Vivi. She rushed up trying to save Layla, but I kicked her down mercilessly. In my past life, I could take down a group of people with a knife in one hand. Now with sound limbs, dealing with a green tea bitch who didn't plan to use her full strength was a piece of cake. Bryan tried to rush over to pull me, but I shouted a threat, "You better not move, or I can't guarantee what my mouth might say." Bryan had been drugged by a male investor for financing. Although the final step didn't happen, a video was taken. I was the one who rescued him, which was how we met. He pursued me, saying he was grateful for my beauty and kindness, but I knew in my heart he was mostly trying to silence me. Of course, my beauty was the primary factor. I can say shamelessly that if I weren't so stubborn, with his current financial resources, he wouldn't be qualified to be my boyfriend. Being filmed by a male investor was Bryan's Achilles' heel; he would rather die than let people know. He guessed I had a copy of that video, so as soon as I spoke, he froze. His other fair-weather friends, who preferred to avoid trouble, had already tactfully stepped aside. Including Annie, who mocked me sarcastically in my past life. As long as I wasn't afraid of death, others would be. My aura was much fiercer than in my past life. Annie was a bit afraid to provoke me, shrinking behind Bryan like a quail. Layla wailed as I pulled her hair painfully. I kicked the back of her knee, forcing her to kneel and listen to me. "I'm very curious, does Miss White, whose total score in the three main subjects of the college entrance exam was less than 150, know how to write the word 'country'?" "Your parents swindled money from neighbors to move to the city a few years ago, and you started using 'country bumpkin' to curse people. Is this a family misfortune or poor upbringing?" "Do you know why true aristocratic families never use the term 'country bumpkin' to insult people?" "Because the more heritage people have, the more they know that country people are the foundation of this society and deserve the most respect. And you nouveau riche, who only had the chance to settle in Seaview by eating the blood buns of fellow villagers," I couldn't help kicking Layla in the butt, "are just rootless duckweeds, idiots pretending to be superior by belittling their origins!" I pressed Layla's head, forcing her to scan everyone one by one, finally facing Annie. "I can responsibly tell you that in the hearts of your good best friend and these Seaview friends, you are just a stupid country bumpkin with money!" The people present, having their thoughts exposed, unconsciously took a step back. I couldn't help laughing, "Remember, a frog in a well croaking loudly won't change the fact that it can only see a patch of sky when it looks up. You should be glad I'm just an ordinary citizen, not the 'country bumpkin' you talk about..." I pulled Layla's hair hard, forcing her to look up at me, "Otherwise, you wouldn't even be qualified to kneel and listen to me speak!" 3 I left Layla and returned to the tent to pack my personal belongings. When I walked out of the tent with my backpack, Bryan was standing in front of the next tent. He saw me and the bag on my shoulder, knowing clearly I was leaving overnight. But he didn't ask me to stay. Instead, he bowed his head to comfort Annie, who was shrinking beside him, "Sorry for embarrassing you. I apologize on Vivi's behalf." I sneered, "Is Mr. White's habit of liking to 'represent' others hereditary?" Layla liked to represent the people of Seaview, while the White parents liked to represent rich people in Seaview. "Since you like to 'represent' so much, why don't you represent me and decide whether I should slap your left cheek or your right?" Bryan didn't dare to get tough with me, so he sighed, "Vivi, why have you become so unreasonable?" Wasn't it because your whole family forced me in my past life? I pursed my lips and smiled, "Mr. White, you aren't my boyfriend anymore, please don't call me so intimately. Instead of condemning me, you might as well think about how much severance pay would give you peace of mind." I turned around, waving my hand without looking back, "Don't expect me to resign voluntarily! Before midnight tonight, I hope to see a satisfactory severance pay in my account." Otherwise, I really couldn't control my mouth. I took the campsite shuttle bus and left overnight. When passing the downhill curve where the accident happened in my past life, my heart clenched. Fortunately, there were few cars at night, and the driver was an old hand who drove this route many times a day, so we passed the curve smoothly. Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, I received a message from Bryan. [Vivi, stop messing around. Go back and calm down. We're not breaking up.] Heh, this means he's not even willing to pay severance. I replied: [The breakup is a notification, not a request for your opinion. When you place other women's feelings above my dignity, a breakup is the inevitable result. Don't try to manipulate me; I won't give you the chance. Severance pay, given reasonably and legally based on my value to the company. I won't reply again, don't waste your energy.] What Bryan wanted was for me to leave written threats in a moment of anger, so we could hold leverage over each other, saving him a large hush money fee. How could I fall for that after living a second life? Thinking about it, I decided to give him a reassurance pill: [You should be glad I'm a woman of my word and prefer to solve problems once and for all. Also, please clearly remark 'company severance pay' when transferring.] With the money in place, I definitely wouldn't release that video, nor would I endlessly ask him for money. Bryan understood what I meant. Before I returned to my apartment in Seaview, I received a transfer of two million marked "company severance pay." I didn't bargain with him anymore. Knowing when to stop is a virtue of mine. Early the next morning, I dragged my suitcase to the Seaside New City in Seaview. It was far from the city center, with few people, but the scenery was incredibly healing. Especially the sunrise and sunset, beautiful enough to make one forget all worries. Decent apartments in the city center started at ten million, but here, I spent only one million to buy a one-bedroom apartment with a decent location and elevator. Since the seller had no mortgage and I paid in full, the transfer was completed the same day. The landlord was straightforward, giving me the keys on the spot without waiting for the escrow funds to arrive. In the evening, while I was busy tidying up my new home, my phone alarm rang. I suddenly remembered that the car accident in my past life happened at this time. To eat the first melon (gossip) in time, I set an alarm immediately after leaving the campsite last night. Busy all day, if not for the alarm, I would have forgotten about the gossip. 4 I was very curious about the outcome of the car accident without me grabbing the passenger seat. So I eagerly opened social media. The omnipresent internet soon satisfied my desire for gossip. From the video uploaded by netizens, I could see Layla and Annie hanging from a tree off the cliff. The situation was exactly the same as in my past life, except Annie replaced me. So, needless to guess, Annie successfully sat in the passenger seat this time. Without needing to save an ambiguous partner with a scratched scalp, Bryan had time to rush to the cliff edge to save people this time. He first grabbed Annie, who was closest to him. But only her fingers. Annie's other hand had to hug the tree trunk, or she would fall. Moreover, like me back then, Annie's leg was stuck in a tree fork, obviously broken. Bryan grabbing only her fingers couldn't pull her up. I remembered in my past life, a kind driver lowered a safety rope and helped pull my leg out of the tree fork to save me successfully. The person filming was probably one of their fair-weather friends. It was already merciful of them not to kick them when they were down; expecting them to go down the cliff to save people was impossible. In the video, the small branch Layla was holding began to break, and she let out terrified screams. Annie didn't extend a helping hand as Layla expected but hugged the tree trunk tightly, urging Bryan to pull her up quickly. Bryan was her brother after all. Seeing this, he decisively let go of Annie and carefully climbed down the curb. He hugged the tree trunk next to him and reached out to grab Layla with one hand. As soon as their hands touched, the small branch broke completely and fell off the cliff. Like me in my past life, Bryan supported Layla's entire body with just one arm. Like in my past life, many passing kind drivers stopped to help. But unlike in my past life, both trees capable of supporting people had people hanging on them. The rescuers couldn't use another tree as a pivot like before. So, even if the kind big brother who saved me in my past life appeared, he couldn't go down quickly to fish people out like before. Therefore, the time Bryan supported Layla with one arm was longer than I did in my past life. The kind big brother lowered the safety rope and pulled up the relatively easier-to-save Annie first. When he descended to Layla's height, preparing to help pull her up together, Bryan couldn't hold on anymore. Before the kind big brother could grab Layla's hand, he let go. Layla let out a heart-wrenching scream and fell off the cliff... I thought this was the end, so I started negotiating with my conscience to allow me to pop the champagne. An hour later, before I could reach a settlement with my conscience, I saw the latest update. Layla was found by the rescue team and was actually still alive! I quickly ran to take the subway, transferring for two and a half hours to rush to the downtown hospital for the finale.
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