"The daughter of a local tycoon squandered 700,000 yuan on food, drinks, and entertainment at a bar last night! An astonishing amount! Absolutely astonishing!"
In Beijing, Song Yuwei sat idly in her 900 million yuan mansion, watching the news reports about her on television.
Three nannies surrounded her, massaging her arms and legs, while a bodyguard would occasionally fork up a piece of fruit and carefully feed it to her.
At a young age, she became a professor at Tsinghua University, the top-ranked university in China, and was recognized as the youngest and most beautiful female professor.
Her father is a billionaire and her mother is a world-class musician. From a young age, she was spoiled and pampered.
You can have anything you want...
She was tired of living like this!
Thinking this, she irritably ripped off the face mask that cost tens of thousands of yuan and threw it on the ground.
"I have everything at a young age, but I've lost all my worries! What's the point of living like this, day after day?"
Her actions startled the three nannies, who all lowered their heads tremblingly, not daring to speak.
Everyone knows that the young lady has a very bad temper...
Just then, the chandelier on the roof slammed down on Song Yuwei's head.
Snap—
Song Yuwei is dead.
When Song Yuwei opened her eyes, she found herself sitting in a dilapidated wheelchair, with no feeling in her lower body and feeling weak in her upper body.
"You're now a cripple, so why is he still so hung up on you? Does he think that a beautiful and wealthy woman like me is less valuable than a piece of trash like you?!"
Suddenly, a sharp, cold blade pressed against Song Yuwei's face. Song Yuwei lifted her eyelids and saw a woman with exquisite features, but whose whole body was filled with viciousness due to jealousy.
"Your eyes are so beautiful. What if I gouge them out? Hmm?"
The woman curled her fiery red lips into a wicked smile.
Song Yuwei quickly surveyed her surroundings. She was currently in a basement filled with garbage, which was smelly and filthy.
Everything here is so unfamiliar...
Memories that didn't belong to her surfaced in her mind.
She transmigrated into a romance novel. The original owner of the body was also named Song Yuwei. She lost both her parents at a young age and grew up in an orphanage. When she was twenty, she had a boyfriend who cheated on her in order to become a "phoenix man" (a man from a poor background who marries a rich woman).
The original owner was deeply in love and couldn't accept reality, so she tried to jump off a building. She didn't die, but she injured her spinal cord and became paralyzed on one side. The doctor said she would never be able to stand up again in her life.
Now, the man from humble beginnings has married Xiao Yueru, the woman he cheated on with.
Xiao Yueru is ruthless and extremely jealous. Even though Song Yuwei is now paralyzed, she still refuses to let her go. She always feels that her husband still loves her and kidnaps and threatens her every few days.
The original owner was weak and timid by nature, and after several times, she was already unable to cope. This time, Xiao Yueru locked her in the basement for three days and three nights without food. Her body could not take it, so she fainted.
The moment she cleared her mind, Song Yuwei's heart was already racing with excitement!
That's what makes life exciting!
"Want to gouge my eyes out? Then go ahead and do it! What kind of skill is it to just talk big? I'm tired of listening to you waste your breath like an idiot!"
Song Yuwei's sharp gaze swept over her, a piercing look fixed on her face, her aura intimidating.
Xiao Yueru, who had been quite arrogant, was now standing there dumbfounded with her mouth agape, staring incredulously at Song Yuwei, whose personality had suddenly changed drastically.
Is this still Song Yuwei?! That cowardly, insecure cripple?
"You, how could you..."
Xiao Yueru was so shocked and surprised that she stammered as she spoke.
"Xiao Yueru, you're so pitiful! Qin Anyu has already married you, but he still has me in his heart. The only reason he married you was because he wanted your money."
So you just like eating other people's leftovers, huh? If you hadn't been so desperately trying to win him over, he probably would never have given you a second glance. He's done so much for you, what's wrong with wanting him to have me in his heart?
Song Yuwei spoke aggressively, every word sarcastic and cutting.
"Oh, by the way, have you seen the news? A man from a poor background who couldn't make ends meet killed and dismembered his wife because he wasn't satisfied with the money she gave him. You'd better watch out!"
The moment she finished speaking, Xiao Yueru immediately broke down. She suddenly raised her hand and grabbed her neck, her eyes reddening with rage, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Song Yuwei! You bitch! How dare you say these things to me! I'm going to send you to your death right now!"
What she least wanted to admit was that Qin Anyu still loved Song Yuwei, but all of Qin Anyu's actions after their marriage showed that he still had feelings for Song Yuwei.
Now that Song Yuwei had directly pierced through her last line of defense, she was furious.
As she spoke, she tightened her grip, trying her best to strangle Song Yuwei to death.
Song Yuwei was utterly powerless, and at that moment she felt death slowly approaching. The pain in her neck intensified, and just when she thought she was about to suffocate...
Bang--
The basement door was kicked open.
"stop!"
A group of police officers burst in, and the leader kicked Xiao Yueru to the ground.
Song Yuwei closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
If Xiao Yueru kidnapped and abused her before, then this is attempted murder.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile.
She was taken to the hospital by the police, where her injuries were examined. Because she was too weak, the doctor gave her an IV drip.
Song Yuwei was the only one left in the ward, and she felt the power of her body gradually recovering.
From the moment she transmigrated into this novel, the original owner's fate was rewritten by her.
After a long while, she suddenly stood up from her wheelchair.
Thump thump thump—
There was a knock on the ward door.
Song Yuwei sat down calmly, rolled her wheelchair to the door, and opened it.
Standing at the door were the original owner's aunt, Chen Zimei, and her cousin, Ren Yuran, both dressed in jewels and exuding elegance and nobility.
"Song Yuwei, how are you?"
Chen Zimei looked down at Song Yuwei, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and asked in an icy tone.
Song Yuwei looked away and said softly, "Auntie, I'm fine."
The original owner's parents owned a real estate company and were extremely wealthy. Before they passed away, they made a will to transfer all their assets, including the company, to Song Yuwei's uncle.
On the condition that he treat the young Song Yuwei as his own daughter and raise her to adulthood, Song Yuwei's uncle, Lin Huali, agreed to their conditions.
But after he successfully inherited the estate, he ruthlessly abandoned Song Yuwei in an orphanage and never spoke to her again.
When Song Yuwei was eighteen, the orphanage raised her to adulthood and fulfilled its obligations. Only then did Lin Huali take his wife and daughter to see her.
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