Chapter 1 You scumbag, you don't deserve to marry me!
Inside the Civil Affairs Bureau.
"Xia Fanxing, 20 years old. Song Hechao, 23 years old. I'll confirm one last time, you're getting married voluntarily, right?"
The officer in charge of issuing the certificate held the official seal, waiting for the newlyweds to confirm before stamping it.
"right."
After Song Hechao answered, he noticed that the person beside him hadn't moved for a long time. He frowned and nudged her twice with his elbow to urge her on.
Xia Fanxing, who had been staring blankly, suddenly snapped back to reality.
She seemed unfamiliar with her surroundings, constantly turning her head to look around.
Finally, her gaze settled on the marriage certificate, which resembled an award certificate. Ignoring the officer's attempts to stop her and her gasps of surprise, she forcibly snatched the marriage certificate away.
"December 23rd..." Xia Fanxing read out the date, and two lines of tears fell silently down her cheeks.
Thank God, she was reborn!
The marriage certificate was snatched from her hand with a sudden force.
Suppressing his anger, Song Hechao muttered, "Xia Fanxing, what's wrong with you? You schemed and plotted to get me to marry you, and now what are you up to? If you don't want to get married, then get lost!"
The brand-new marriage certificate had sharp edges that easily cut Xia Fanxing's fair and delicate palm, leaving two glaring bloodstains.
Song Hechao saw it too, and his tone softened, "I didn't mean to, but who told you to snatch the marriage certificate? To put it bluntly, you're breaking the law..."
“You’re right.” Xia Fanxing raised her face, interrupting him, “I don’t want to go through with this marriage.”
She ignored Song Hechao's shocked expression and reached out to the officer in charge of processing her documents: "Please give me back my household registration book."
The officer handling the paperwork also noticed the wound on Xia Fanxing's hand. She frowned and advised, "Comrade, just because he accidentally cut your hand, you won't marry him? Marriage is not a game; you should consider it carefully."
Xia Fanxing smiled bitterly: "He used to treat me like a precious jewel, but the appearance of another person completely changed everything. Before, I didn't understand and tried to use this piece of paper to bind him. Now I'm clear-headed. If you don't love someone, you don't love them. There's no need to force it."
After hearing this, how could the officer in charge of issuing the certificate not understand what was going on?
The way she looked at Song Hechao changed—
So he's a cheating scumbag. No wonder he yelled at that young girl earlier!
The officer handling the paperwork quickly tore up the marriage certificate, returned the household registration book to Xia Fanxing, and offered her a few words of comfort, telling her to look forward.
"Thank you." Xia Fanxing put away her household registration booklet and walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau without looking back.
The outside was covered in a blanket of snow, and even the breath we exhaled was white; it was very cold.
Xia Fanxing adjusted her hat, scarf, and gloves, wrapping herself up warmly, but then she cried.
In their previous lives, the Song and Xia families received news that a political movement was imminent, and they prepared to secretly flee to the port city.
But before that, they need to secretly transfer their vast fortune to avoid attracting attention and prevent others from noticing anything amiss.
Xia Fanxing was intelligent and resourceful from a young age. Through her clever schemes, both families successfully laid a solid foundation for a comfortable life in the port city in the future.
But just before boarding the ship, they told Xia Fanxing that they were short one ticket and that she couldn't go to the port city with them.
Her beloved husband, Song Hechao, embraced Xia Baijiao and said, "The child in your belly is a bastard. That night I went to Jiaojiao's room and didn't even touch you! You vicious and scheming woman, after acting with you for so long, I can finally get rid of you!"
She said to her respected and beloved parents, "Fanxing, you're too calculating. Jiaojiao is too naive to compete with you. Besides, you've already enjoyed twenty years of good life in the Xia family. You can't and don't deserve to go to Hong Kong. Staying here is a way of making up for Jiaojiao's mistake!"
Her strict but beloved younger brother, Xia Yu, said, "I've been complaining to God, why is such a fierce and cunning gossip like you my sister? Turns out my real sister is someone else! You've bullied and humiliated me all these years, and you deserve all the suffering and pain you'll endure in the future!"
Her beloved younger sister, Xia Baijiao, sobbed, "Sister, I'm sorry. If I had known that my return would take your place and steal everyone's love for you, I would have preferred to die in the village... cough cough cough..."
Xia Baijiao is the true daughter of the Xia family who had been separated from her family for half a year before she was recognized and returned to the family.
In stark contrast to Xia Fanxing's intelligent and aloof face, she had a pure and clean appearance, like a holy white lotus flower emerging from the mud unsullied, or an innocent little white rabbit.
She was in poor health, spoke in a soft and delicate voice, and would often blush, quickly winning over Xia's parents and Song Hechao's hearts.
Xia Fanxing and Song Hechao were childhood sweethearts and had been betrothed since they were young. She had long considered Song Hechao to be her husband.
Seeing that Song Hechao and Xia Baijiao were getting closer and closer, she had no choice but to take the risk of drugging Song Hechao, hoping to use her pregnancy to force him into a position of power.
To clear her name, she drank a glass of wine before entering the room, which caused her to become confused.
But she was certain that there had been a sexual encounter, so when she found out she was pregnant a month later, she went to the Song family to announce the good news as soon as possible.
She remembered that Song Hechao's face was very ugly at the time, and he wanted to say something but was stopped by Song's father.
The Song family first settled her in a room, and several hours later they told her to get her marriage certificate first. Although Song Hechao had a sour face, he did not resist.
At that time, she thought she had successfully taken the position.
Looking back, I realized that from that day on, she was probably the most important pawn in the Song and Xia families' successful escape.
After all, she was carrying the offspring of the Song family. As long as she was alive, no one would suspect that the others would run away.
Three days after they boarded the ship, the crew received a tip and came to arrest them.
But both the Song and Xia families had long since disappeared, leaving only Xia Fanxing, a heavily pregnant woman.
Even if you can't use violence against pregnant women, you can interrogate them and withhold their water and food.
They can release the news and let the public's criticism drown her out.
Xia Fanxing was tortured for many days before being released, and she had lost a lot of weight.
The villas and old houses of the Xia and Song families were confiscated, leaving her penniless and with nowhere to go.
She tried to find work, but every place she went turned away, yelling at her: "Pah! Your family and in-laws have run off with all the money they have. They took our hard-earned money! You are our enemy, and no one will take you in!"
March was still freezing cold.
In the pitch-black night, cold and hungry, she squeezed into the doghouse, humiliated yet eager, grabbing dog food and stuffing it into her mouth bite by bite.
The dog scratched and bit her, and the noise attracted the owner, who dragged her out onto the street like a rag doll.
As light snow fell from the sky, she saw her hands covered in chilblains and her body scarred. Scenes from the past flashed through her mind, and her gaze gradually became unfocused.
Before she died, she vowed that if there was an afterlife, she would make everyone pay the price and pay for her and her child's lives!
"Xia Fanxing, you stop right there!" Song Hechao rushed out of the Civil Affairs Bureau and reached out to grab Xia Fanxing's shoulder.
Xia Fanxing shifted her body to the side, not only preventing him from touching her, but also smoothly turning around and slapping him hard across the face with a crisp sound!
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