When Mingyao opened her eyes, she was met with a pair of deep and terrifying eyes.

Her body trembled slightly.

Wasn't I dead?

The man in front of me...

Mingyao's mind flashed back to the humiliation of being tortured and thrown out of the villa, and then she was reborn and returned to her wedding night.

Unable to suppress the tremor in her heart, she suppressed her shock, bit her lip, and forced a fragile expression onto her delicate face. In a soft, hoarse voice, she said, "Master Pei... are you satisfied?"

The soft, sweet voice suddenly darkened the man's handsome face, and his long, slender fingers gripped Mingyao's neck tightly.

"You're courting death." The deep, hoarse voice in the eerily quiet room instilled a chilling fear in everyone.

Mingyao was being choked and couldn't breathe; her sharp nails instinctively clung to the man's large hand.

"Master Pei... I... I was just following Madam's orders..." She gasped for breath, her voice broken and weak, like a whimpering kitten.

A glimmer of clarity appeared in Pei Siyu's eyes, which were filled with anger, as if he had suddenly remembered that he had gotten married under the scheming of his stepmother and the pressure from his father.

Tonight is their wedding night.

His fingers suddenly loosened, and the terrifying rage in his eyes gradually turned into a cold and menacing aura, like the deep sea after a tsunami, but one that could reappear at any moment, resting on the woman's face.

"Cough..." Mingyao regained her breath.

She felt like vomiting.

But when she felt the man's gaze, she forced herself to raise her swan-like neck, which he had pinched red. The few inches of bare neck and shoulders were just right in the cool light, white as porcelain, and her beautiful face was still flushed with oxygen deprivation, exuding a natural charm.

“Master Pei…” Her eyelashes trembled like fluttering butterfly wings, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling as she looked at the man.

That handsome, godlike face looked down at her with an expressionless gaze. His thin lips parted slightly, and he spoke to her in a cold, almost murderous tone, "Get out."

Mingyao's body trembled slightly.

The next second, she obediently sat up, the blankets slipping off as she moved, her smooth, white body exposed to the cold air.

Including the small pool of crimson blood on the snow-white bed sheet, resembling pigeon blood.

Pei Siyu's eyes suddenly darkened.

A hint of sarcasm flashed across his face.

Mingyao seemed oblivious to the bloodthirsty gaze that followed her like a shadow. As her delicate white feet touched the ground, a tearing pain immediately shot through her thighs.

"Mmm..." Her fingers instinctively tightened around the sheets, and a soft whimper escaped her lips as she bit them lightly.

Pei Siyu's pupils contracted slightly.

Mingyao staggered to her feet, bent down to pick up her clothes from the ground. Her fair skin and jet-black hair created a striking visual contrast, while her graceful neck curved down her smooth, flawless back and disappeared into her firm waist and hips.

The man behind him, who had tasted the sweetness of it, suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

Mingyao quickly got dressed.

It was a thin white lace nightgown, the hem of which had been violently torn up to her thighs, barely concealing her shapely figure.

Mingyao turned around, her small hands nervously clutching the hem of her skirt. Her pitiful little face looked timidly at Pei Siyu: "Master Pei, then I..."

She was interrupted by a white men's shirt thrown at her, and a man shouting even more furiously, "Get out!"

Mingyao quickly reached out and grabbed the shirt before it fell off.

The faint scent of sandalwood wafted from her shirt, and a barely perceptible sly smile curved her lips, but it vanished quickly, replaced by a look of utter flattery.

"Thank you, Master Pei."

She opened the door and went out.

The servants in the corridor who saw her felt pity, contempt, and schadenfreude, but all of that turned into shock and horror when they saw the white shirt she was wearing.

As is widely known.

Pei Siyu, the head of the Pei family, has a severe case of mysophobia and will not allow any woman to get within five steps of him.

But his new wife was a notorious socialite in Haidu, known for her vanity and frivolity.

Is she now wearing Pei Ye's shirt?

Everyone felt the world had become magical.

Mingyao seemed oblivious to their shock, and walked towards the eldest maid, softly asking, "Excuse me, where is my room?"

Wu Ma immediately suppressed her surprise and doubt and said, "Please come with me."

I unconsciously use the formal "you" when addressing someone.

Mingyao ignored him and followed Wu Ma to the room at the end of the corridor with her head bowed.

Until the door closed.

The gentleness and fragility in her almond-shaped eyes were instantly replaced by a stark contrast of coldness and hatred as she indifferently glanced around the room.

She was reborn.

She was reborn on her wedding night, in place of her twin sister Su Xueya, to marry Pei Siyu.

She hates them!

But it's not too late.

In order to force her to marry in her place, the Su family took away her seriously ill mother, promising that as long as she gave birth to Pei Siyu's child for Su Xueya, they would cure her mother.

However, her child was taken away, and her mother was never cured.

Su Xueya naturally sat back in the seat of Mrs. Pei, but fearing that Mingyao would expose her, she bribed thugs to deal with Mingyao.

Mingyao suffered endless torment and died in a filthy alley.

Perhaps even Heaven couldn't bear to see her like this, and gave her a second chance.

Mingyao took a deep breath, and the crisp sandalwood scent of her white shirt permeated her lungs, while a familiar bitter taste spread across her tongue.

The smell that once terrified her now brings her a sense of peace.

In her past life, to avoid revealing her identity, she impersonated Su Xueya, which made Pei Siyu hate her.

It was only later that I gradually figured out his preferences, changed my strategy, and gained his trust.

Since she had already tried to win over Pei Siyu once.

Then you can attempt it a second time.

This time, she's going to make Su Xueya taste what it's like to have everything taken away!

The next day, after reporting to Wu Ma, Mingyao rushed to the remote suburban apartment of Haidu, just like in her previous life.

She had barely stepped into the apartment when Su Xueya lunged at her angrily.

Mingyao was prepared and took a small step back without making it obvious.

"Ah!" Su Xueya was caught off guard and tripped on the threshold, falling face down to the ground with a shrill scream.

"Sister, are you alright?" Mingyao immediately showed a panicked and worried expression, but did not reach out to help.

Su Xueya, her face bruised and swollen, got up from the ground and cursed in a shrill voice, "You bitch! How dare you hide!"

"I...I didn't..." Mingyao naturally couldn't admit that she did it on purpose.

"Shut up! You bitch, switch back with me right now!" Su Xueya raised her hand and slapped Ming Yao.

This time, Mingyao didn't dodge and took the loud and crisp slap head-on.

She raised her hand to touch her hot, swollen cheek, concealing the hatred surging in her eyes, and said in a calm tone with suppressed resentment, "He gave me birth control pills."

The implication is that it cannot be replaced.

"Can't you spit it out? Don't you want to switch back?" Su Xueya was immediately enraged. Her face, which was nine-tenths similar to Mingyao's, was full of anger as she reached out to pull Mingyao's hair.

Mingyao was caught off guard and was about to be tackled to the ground by Su Xueya when a roar came from inside the apartment.

"Enough! What's all this noise about!"