Meng Zihan's eyelids felt as heavy as if they were made of lead, and it took a lot of effort to open them even a crack.

The blinding light stung her eyes, and her ears were ringing with a cacophony of noise.

The woman's shrill curses, mixed with the man's impatient roars, swirled together, giving her a headache.

She instinctively reached for her forehead, only to find it wrapped in thick bandages.

My forehead hurt so badly it felt like I'd been hit hard with a hammer.

how so?

Her last memory was fighting with the Ye twins for Ye Zhenghua's inheritance. Suddenly, she felt dizzy, and when she opened her eyes again, she was lying in a hospital.

Could it be that she fainted from anger and was brought here?

It's so embarrassing to lose your composure in that kind of situation.

But she soon realized something was wrong.

She laboriously rolled her eyes, looking around.

This is not the VIP ward of the private hospital she usually goes to.

The walls were painted with white lime, and the paint was bubbling and peeling off, revealing the grayish-yellow base underneath.

The bed was an old-fashioned iron-framed bed, with several pieces of paint chipped off the headboard, revealing the dark iron sheet underneath.

On a peeling bedside table next to it sat an enamel mug with a large red peony printed on it, steaming hot.

There was also an old-fashioned thermos.

It feels like stepping back into the 80s or 90s.

Just as she was filled with doubt, a memory suddenly appeared in her mind.

The unpleasant scenes from her high school years to after graduation flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern.

What's going on?

She never experienced any of these things!

Meng Zihan was deep in thought when the argument continued, one wave higher than the next, making her dizzy and unable to calm down.

"What's all the noise about!"

A nameless rage surged within her, and she roared with all her might.

"If you want to argue, go outside and argue!"

His throat was dry and hoarse, which brought all the sounds in the room to an abrupt halt.

Before she could catch her breath, a figure suddenly pounced on the bedside.

A large, tear-streaked face stood before her, repeatedly asking, "Xiaohan, you're awake! That's wonderful! Does your head still hurt? Should we call a doctor?"

Meng Zihan recognized him.

This is Meng Xueyun, her aunt.

But this face was not the one she remembered her aunt from.

In her memory, Meng Xueyun was always so gentle, generous, beautiful and poised.

She is over sixty years old, but still maintains a very good figure, and her hair is always neatly combed.

The woman in front of me, though young, had a pale complexion and heavy eye bags that looked like they were about to fall off.

His hair was greasy and stuck to his forehead, and his clothes were wrinkled.

This was no longer her refined and elegant aunt; she was clearly a middle-aged woman worn down by life.

What exactly happened during the short time she was unconscious?

How come the world has changed when I woke up?

She frowned, dodging Meng Xueyun's hand that reached out to touch her forehead, and said in a cold voice, "I'm fine."

"I want to lie down quietly by myself for a while. You all need to leave."

Meng Xueyun was taken aback by her cold attitude, but she immediately turned around and hurriedly pushed Huang Qiaoling and Liu Mingxuan, who were standing at the door, out.

"Go out, go out, don't disturb Xiaohan's rest."

The door was closed, and finally, the world was quiet.

Meng Zihan closed her eyes and finally managed to sort out her thoughts.

This remark made her so angry she almost fainted.

Clearly, she has been reborn.

But Meng Zihan before her rebirth was too stupid and incompetent, and she managed to make a mess of such a good life.

Not only did she fail to get into university and lose contact with her husband from her previous life, Gu Yifei, she also got involved with Liu Mingxuan, whom she despised the most.

She had heard about Liu Mingxuan in her previous life.

Using his education, job title, and reasonably good-looking face, he deceived naive young girls with sweet words.

She thought to herself, "Are all the girls who can be fooled by such despicable tricks brainless?"

Now look what's happened! She opened her eyes and found herself to be that stupid pig with a brain full of water.

No, she's even worse than a pig.

She reached out and slowly touched her flat stomach.

The extra memory clearly told her that this body had recently been diagnosed with pregnancy.

She, Meng Zihan, an intellectual who had already become the deputy director of the design institute, not only worked in the canteen serving meals to those dirty and smelly workers, but she almost gave birth to Liu Mingxuan's child!

How could Director Meng, a man of such stature, have fallen to this level?

This reality made her feel nauseous and completely disgusted.

What shocked and upset Meng Zihan the most was Ye Linchen's change.

In her previous life, Ye Linchen was firmly controlled by her. She dropped out of school early and took care of the whole family like a mother, working herself to the bone to support her studies.

But in this life, Ye Linchen actually broke free from the Ye family, got into university, and even moved out!

On what grounds?

What makes Ye Linchen qualified to go to university?

She should have just dropped out of school like she did in her previous life, given the opportunity to her, and supported her education!

Meng Zihan became angrier the more she thought about it.

Did Meng Zihan have a pig's head before?

Even Ye Linchen couldn't handle it!

She let Ye Linchen take away everything that originally belonged to her for nothing.

Her university life, her future, were all ruined by Ye Linchen!

But things are different now. Now that she's back, she's determined not to let Ye Linchen have it so easy!

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