Chapter 241 Cleverly Rescuing the Boss!

She became the target of public criticism.

All the educated youth ostracized her and regarded her as a disgrace.

The women in the village hated him so much they wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.

She was assigned to do the hardest and most tiring work, carrying manure and digging river mud, but she didn't get enough food rations.

Hunger and despair, like two venomous snakes, gnawed at her body and soul day and night.

On a cold night, she huddled in the drafty mud-brick house, covered with a tattered, musty-smelling cotton quilt.

In her mind, she kept replaying how Su Yue had taken everything from her step by step in Shanghai.

Her home, her fiancé, everything she once had!

A boundless hatred burned within her.

A sudden blizzard became the final straw that broke her back.

Lin Wan'er, who was already very weak, contracted a serious lung disease.

She had a persistent high fever, was coughing terribly, and was completely delirious from the fever.

The person in charge of the educated youth settlement thought she was unlucky and feared she would spread her disease to others, so he had her thrown into the cold woodshed like garbage and left her to fend for herself.

The cold wind, sharp as a knife, blew through the hole in the woodshed.

Lin Wan'er lay on the cold pile of firewood, feeling her life slipping away bit by bit.

In the last moment before her consciousness faded, the scenery of her past life suddenly appeared before her eyes.

She saw herself gain access to that magical space, her mother paving the way for her marriage to the handsome and extraordinary Gu Beichen, rising rapidly through the ranks to become the celebrated wife of a regimental commander, a true winner in life...

Endless resentment and bitterness burned her soul like lava.

Why should I?!

Why should Su Yue be able to take everything that should belong to her?

In her extreme resentment, she breathed her last.

[High-energy plot twist]

Lin Wan'er suddenly opened her eyes!

She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently.

Before her was not a cold, dark woodshed, but her familiar, simple yet relatively clean, earthen bed in the dormitory for educated youth sent to the countryside.

She sat up abruptly and looked down at her hands.

Although still thin, his skin was warm, without frostbite or signs of being beaten.

She touched her still relatively healthy body, feeling the incredibly clear memories of her "past life" in her mind, as well as the miserable experience of being turned upside down by Su Yue in this life.

He was completely engulfed in a state of immense chaos and ecstasy.

She was reborn!

She was reborn!

She understood, she understood everything! Su Yue! That bitch! She must also be a transmigrator, or a reincarnated person!

It was Su Yue! She stole the life that should have been hers!

But now, everything is different!

She also possessed the greatest weapon—memories from her "previous life" and complete foresight about the future!

A terrifying light flashed in Lin Wan'er's eyes.

She slowly lowered her head, a strange smile playing on her lips.

Su Yue, you wait.

This time, I will not only take back everything that is mine, but I will also make sure you die a horrible death!

Her gaze passed through the dilapidated window and landed on the group of "monsters and demons" being denounced not far away.

Her gaze was precisely fixed on the most inconspicuous figure.

He was a "rightist" intellectual wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, whose head was being pressed down by two people wearing red armbands, forcing him to bend over, yet he still tried his best to straighten his spine.

In a sandstorm-swept Northwest youth settlement, a denunciation meeting is underway.

A man wearing thick black-rimmed glasses was forced to bend over by two men wearing red armbands, who pressed his head down firmly.

Mud splashed onto his trousers, and he was drowned out by the jeers and curses of the crowd.

Even so, his bent spine was still trying its best to straighten up, unnoticed by anyone.

His name is Qin Zheng, a son of a high-ranking official from Beijing, now a "monster and demon" hated by everyone.

In a corner of the crowd, Lin Wan'er watched this scene expressionlessly.

Her body was thin from long hours of labor, and her face still bore the marks of frostbite, but her eyes burned with a flame that seemed out of place in this barren land.

Qin Zheng.

Of course she remembered him.

In his "past life" memories, this man, who is currently suffering humiliation, will be exonerated three years later and rise through the ranks to become a rising star in the political arena that no one dares to underestimate.

In this life, he will be the most important pawn on his path to revenge.

From that day on, Lin Wan'er changed.

She no longer tries to seduce men with seductive charms as she used to.

She became taciturn, getting up before dawn every day to take on the dirtiest and most tiring jobs.

She would even secretly share her meager rations with a younger, thinner educated youth in the team.

Her change surprised everyone.

Those educated youth who had once looked down on her gradually relaxed their guard against her.

On a snowy night, Lin Wan'er quietly slipped out of her dormitory. Carrying a bowl of still-steaming corn porridge and two hard, dark steamed buns in her arms, she made her way to the cowshed where "demons and monsters" were imprisoned.

A stench wafted from the cowshed.

Qin Zheng was curled up in the corner of the haystack, his body burning hot and delirious.

Lin Wan'er walked over and gently nudged him.

Qin Zheng opened his eyes with difficulty. In the darkness, he could only see a blurry figure of a girl and a bowl of hot porridge being handed to his mouth.

When he was abandoned by everyone and plunged into the deepest despair, this sudden warmth was like a ray of light that pierced his heart, which had been frozen for so long.

He didn't ask who she was; he simply used all his strength to swallow the bowl of porridge and the two steamed buns.

Lin Wan'er watched him finish eating, without saying a word, but whispered a sentence in his ear in a barely audible voice.

"It's almost dawn."

After saying that, she turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Qin Zheng lay on the cold haystack, repeatedly pondering those words.

Is it almost dawn? What does she mean? Who exactly is this girl?

A few days later, the production team leader's wife came to cause trouble for Lin Wan'er again.

She stood with her hands on her hips, blocking the entrance to the educated youth dormitory, pointing her finger at Lin Wan'er's nose and cursing her, calling her a shameless vixen.

The educated youths around gathered to watch the spectacle.

If it were in the past, Lin Wan'er would have already thrown a tantrum and cursed back.

This time, however, she was pale-faced and swaying precariously.

Just as the captain's wife's finger was about to poke her face, she closed her eyes and fell straight backward.

"Oh no! Lin Zhiqing has fainted!"

"Look, look! She's vomiting blood!" (Actually, she had secretly bitten the tip of her tongue.)

The crowd erupted in chaos.

Several female educated youths hurriedly helped her up, pinching her philtrum and feeding her water.