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The few years she spent with Lin Tingfeng felt as long as someone else's entire life.

Before her death, Ye Wenyu recalled every moment she had spent with him. She thought they had been together for many, many years, long enough for them to hate and despise each other. But now, she realized it had only been a few short years. When she met him, she was 19, just starting university. When she committed suicide, she was only 22, still a student—just three years. In those three years, he had ruined her entire life, driving her to despair and suicide. She hated him!

Wen Yu snapped out of her thoughts, stood on the dangerous high-altitude walkway, glanced at the unfamiliar tourists nearby, then unfastened the safety chains on her body, and amidst screams of terror, closed her eyes and jumped.

Below the high-altitude walkway is a sheer cliff; jumping off would be certain death, and the body would be shattered to pieces.

Her body was plummeting rapidly. She didn't know how much time had passed. During the rapid descent, with several violent jolts, Ye Wenyu felt her body suddenly rise again. Then, her body jolted, and she opened her eyes.

Before her was a clean and tidy cabin. A beautiful flight attendant, with a gentle smile, softly asked passengers if they needed more drinks. Wen Yu stared blankly, bewildered. Where was she? Who was she? What was she doing? Wasn't she supposed to have jumped off a cliff and died? Why hadn't she been shattered to pieces and gone to the underworld?

At this moment, the flight attendant approached Wen Yu with a charming smile and politely asked, "Miss, would you like something to drink? We have coffee, orange juice, and cola—"

Wen Yu stood there dumbfounded, unable to utter a sound. She couldn't tell whether she was alive or dead, whether it was real or unreal. Her mind was blank, and a huge sound rang in her ears, like a train roaring past, "rumble, rumble."

Just then, a familiar female voice rang out: "Hi, beautiful, the flight attendant is asking you something."

Wen Yu was startled. Was that Lin Tingyue's voice?! She turned her head in a flash and saw a beautiful young girl, as pretty as a movie star, smiling sweetly at her. Her voice was as melodious as a silver bell, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were like morning stars.

Who else could it be but Lin Tingyue?

Lin Tingyue is Lin Tingfeng's younger sister. Back then, she met Lin Tingyue on a plane, and then, through Lin Tingyue's introduction, she met Lin Tingfeng. How terrifying!

Could it be that she... was reborn?! Reborn after death in the same airplane cabin where she first met Lin Tingyue?!

Lin Tingyue smiled and held roasted chicken wings, soy milk, small bread rolls, potato chips, and dried almonds in her hands. She talked to Ye Wenyu incessantly, "This is C Airlines, which is famous for its generous feeding service. Everything is delicious and there's so much food. From the moment we boarded the plane until we got off, they kept feeding us. It tastes amazing. You really don't want to have any?"

Ye Wenyu lowered her head, her hands trembling as she reached out to look at herself. Her hands were long and fair, with traces of ink still on her fingertips. Her fingers were slender and unadorned with any jewelry. These were the hands of a student, not the hands of a wealthy woman. Unlike three years later, when she became a caged bird in Lin Tingfeng's golden cage, her hands were adorned with diamond rings the size of pigeon eggs and ruby ​​rings the size of mahjong tiles, overflowing with wealth and utterly vulgar.

Joy, fear, excitement, and disbelief surged through Lin Tingyue's body like a raging dragon. Her trembling hand touched her face; her fingers were burning hot, but her face was ice-cold. Her body shuddered in waves of excitement. Amazing, so incredibly amazing!

At this moment, the flight attendant noticed the beautiful female passenger holding her face in her hands, looking quite strange. Puzzled, she smiled slightly and asked Ye Wenyu again, "Miss, would you like something to drink?"

Ye Wenyu finally came to her senses. Although she was extremely excited inside, like a tsunami, she appeared very calm on the surface. She glanced at the flight attendant.

Seeing that she hadn't said anything for a while, the flight attendant misunderstood and immediately said, "Would you like one of everything?" She then quickly began pouring Ye Wenyu cola, orange juice, and coffee.

Lin Tingyue chuckled, her expression saying, "See? I didn't lie to you."

Ye Wenyu had no appetite and immediately said politely, "Thank you, could I have a glass of ice water?"

The flight attendant nodded and handed her a glass of water. Ye Wenyu drank it down in one gulp. The cold liquid went down her throat and instantly sobered her up, calming her down a bit.

Holding the empty cup in her hand, her mind raced. If she really had been reborn onto the plane where she met Lin Tingyue, then today would be August 31, 2015. She was 19 years old, had just finished her college entrance exams, and learned that she had been accepted into one of the top universities in the country. Overjoyed, her mother gave her 20,000 yuan to go on a tour abroad. She was currently on a plane returning from her trip to England, and school was starting tomorrow. It was on this very plane that she met the eldest daughter of the Lin family.

When the world changed and her status, wealth, and social standing surpassed Lin Tingyue's, and she became the woman her brother Lin Tingfeng loved most, Lin Tingyue, with red eyes and tears in her eyes, said to her through gritted teeth: "The biggest mistake of my life! It was that day I wanted to experience life and bought an economy class ticket! I should have sat in first class, then I would never have met you, and our family wouldn't be like this today!"

If she really was reborn at 19, on the eve of university registration, then she only needed to take out her phone and check the date to confirm whether it was true or not.

Thinking of this, Ye Wenyu looked down and searched for her handbag. It was an ordinary black backpack. Long-forgotten memories flooded back. The backpack was a cheap item she bought at a night market for about 30 yuan. She reached into the black backpack and searched silently.

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