When Ji Qingyan slowly opened her eyes, what met her gaze was a clean and tidy room, causing her to pause for a moment.
She didn't die?
A sour ache engulfed her body. Just as she attempted to straighten up, she noticed that her hands and feet were bound by ropes. Looking down, her skin was fair and luminous, no longer like the tree bark which was previously cracked and broken.
It was as if she had seen something horrifying, and she quickly scanned her surroundings. It was definitely a hotel room with familiar standard decorations.
She actually... really reincarnated!
Joy and astonishment overwhelmed her chest. Ji Qingyan was close to tears, but why did god choose such a bad time for her reincarnation?
In her previous life, she was the true daughter of the Ji family, but she went missing as a child and was raised in the countryside. She was only recognized by her family when she was twelve.
By that time, the Ji family had adopted a girl, Ji Yuxue. When she first came to the Ji family, she was unfamiliar with everything. Ji Yuxue appeared gentle and generous, which led her to trust and confide in her.
However, she repeatedly sabotaged her from behind, until the day of her eighteenth birthday, when she lured her to a hotel, claiming she had a surprise for her.
In reality, she bitterly severed her wings, ruining her life!
Footsteps could be heard outside the room.
Ji Qingyan's breathing instantly stopped.
It was him, the devil was coming.
In her previous life, Ji Qingyan was forced into a relationship with him. After learning what happened, her parents completely gave up on her and allowed him to marry Ji Qingyan.
Zhang Chenhao, the seemingly gentlemanly and courteous man, was extremely brutal in reality. He abused her daily, even imprisoned her. After unsuccessfully escaping several times, she was locked inside a dark room, dying alone...
With those thoughts, tears evaporated from Ji Qingyan's eyes.
In this lifetime, she would absolutely not let Ji Yuxue get her way.
Catching a glimpse of a vase on the table from the corner of her eye, she kicked it off onto the floor, causing it to shatter. Then, she struggled to pick up a fragment to saw through the rope.
"Click—" The sound of a key unlocking the door resounded from the entrance.
Sweat dripped from Ji Qingyan's forehead as she frantically sawed through the rope as though her life depended on it.
The moment the rope snapped, the door was shoved open, and a man's drunken voice wafted in, "Baby, I’m here, did you miss me?"
Miss you? I wish you were dead!
Bearing with the hatred gnawing at her heart, Ji Qingyan rushed to the balcony, hastily struggled out of her bindings, and threw them outside, then without hesitation she made a bold leap, flipping herself onto the balcony of the neighboring room.
Zhang Chenhao sauntered in, swaying slightly from intoxication. All he saw was a fleeting shadow on the balcony. He frowned in confusion, wondering: was he seeing things?
Did Ji Qingyan escape?
That couldn't be. Aside from the fact that they were on the twentieth floor, even if she wanted to escape, she shouldn’t have run in that direction. After all, that influential person had just returned to the country today and was resting there!
The neighboring room was pitch black. Ji Qingyan assumed no one was there and ran in, the consuming darkness giving her a rare sense of relief.
Suddenly hitting something that seemed to be a big bed, Ji Qingyan finally gave in to her shaky legs, collapsing onto the soft mattress and catching her breath.
Her heart pounded wildly, as though it was about to burst out of her chest at any moment.
A few seconds later, as her heart rate calmed down somewhat, Ji Qingyan wiped the sweat from her brow and prepared to leave.
In her previous life, she was humiliated while Ji Yuxue was in another room getting intimate with her own fiancé, Han Yuexian! Her eyes sparkled with a crimson glow in the dark night; her enormous hatred, like a wailing river, was all-consuming. She would never forgive her, never!
Ji Qingyan hastily got up, but was abruptly restrained by a firm grip on her wrist. Before she could react, she was already pinned down on the bed, a stranger's masculine scent overwhelming her as the table lamp was turned on, instantly banishing the darkness.
Startled, Ji Qingyan looked up, only to see an extraordinarily handsome face that could make the world bow down.