Chapter 29 A Small Step Towards Defying Fate
A turning point in one's life sounds very important.
If a person's life were written as a novel, then every turning point in their destiny would determine the course of their life.
For the original owner of Wen Yao's life, it was a straight downhill journey, from the heights of success to the depths of despair.
Several turning points along the way include: falling in love with Fu Lizhi → drugging → Fu Jinzhi's blunder → refusing the arranged marriage → faking pregnancy to get married → being exposed for faking pregnancy → ...
Each step was worse than the last. This wasn't obvious in the novel, but when Wen Yao actually transmigrated to this world, she realized that even if her fake pregnancy was exposed and she got divorced, the original owner of the Wen family, as the eldest daughter of the Wen family, wouldn't end up starving to death on the streets.
Something else must have happened later that led to Fu Jinzhi's disgust and his family abandoning the original owner.
That was the turning point in the original owner's fate, and Wen Yao had to change these plot points.
[Would you like to unlock the story?]
"Unlock it."
Let me see what other mental illnesses the original owner suffered from.
[Ding, decompressing...]
[Story unlocked.]
[Original text: Fu Jinzhi's divorce has been the talk of the town in S City's high society.]
An Rou Rou was deeply worried. She had been absent-minded these past few days, and even Fu Yan noticed something was wrong.
"Rou Rou, tonight is my nephew's tenth birthday party, would you like to attend?" She didn't directly ask An Rou Rou what had happened, but instead invited her out to change her mood.
"Nephew?" An Rourou's pupils dilated in shock. Fu Yan only had two older brothers, Fu Jinzhi and Fu Lizhi.
"Wait a minute." Wen Yao interrupted 8848's mechanical voice, "Wasn't this supposed to be an important part of my storyline? It's all about An Rourou here!"
[Host, you're just cannon fodder. The original story will definitely revolve around the protagonist's perspective.] 8848 finally understood why it wasn't raining; it turned out the host had left it speechless.
"Then just skip to my storyline. I'm not interested in An Rou Rou's unrequited love."
Wen Yao discovered that those who liked Fu Jinzhi were mostly artistic girls, such as the "Wildfire" poem from before, and the delicate girlish feelings of the original female lead, An Rourou.
The recently released confession of An Rourou, which included phrases like "the moon in the sky that I have been pursuing all my life" and "I want him to hang high like the bright moon forever," was so cheesy.
Today's birthday boy is the grandson of my senior's uncle.
The little boy was handsome with delicate features and a touch of pride and arrogance on his face, which immediately reminded An Rourou of her senior when he was a child.
But Fu Jinzhi must have been even cuter and prettier when she was a child.
An Rou Rou was lost in thought when a familiar figure suddenly flashed before her eyes.
With her seaweed-like long hair and fiery red tight-fitting dress, she is Wen Yao, the senior's ex-wife.
What is she doing here? An Rourou's heart tightened, and she subconsciously followed her.
Seeing Wen Yao being openly and subtly mocked by many people from afar, An Rou Rou pursed her lips.
This was all Wen Yao's own choice. She was already very lucky, but she chose to take the wrong path, so there's nothing to regret about her ending up like this.
Just as An Rourou was about to stop monitoring Wen Yao, she saw Wen Yao pour some powder into a wine glass.
An Rou Rou frowned slightly. What was Wen Yao doing? The next second, her eyes widened. Wen Yao was actually holding that glass of wine and talking to her senior.
Could it be?
Seeing Wen Yao hand the wine glass to Fu Jinzhi, An Rourou ran over at a speed she had never seen before.
Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, she snatched the wine glass, her face flushed from the exertion, panting and with tears glistening in her eyes: "Senior Fu, this wine has been drugged!"
Being exposed on the spot, Wen Yao showed no sign of nervousness. She gave a mocking laugh and said, "You were actually found out. How boring."
With witnesses and physical evidence readily available, and given Wen Yao's suicide by hanging herself, Fu Jinzhi reported the incident to the police. Wen Yao was quickly taken to the police station along with the evidence.
The scene and plot were so familiar. Wen Yao's lips twitched. It was like yesterday was repeating itself.
The inspiration for the drugging mission involving world consciousness might have come from this passage.
But was the original owner a fool? She didn't even struggle, and directly admitted to drugging him?
Ignoring Wen Yao's thoughts, 8848 continued broadcasting the plot.
[True Story: An Rourou finally found an opportunity to get close to Fu Jinzhi at her senior's nephew's birthday party.]
Seeing the handsome little boy, An Rourou felt a pang of jealousy. If she hadn't been an illegitimate child, she probably could have grown up with Fu Jinzhi as childhood sweethearts.
That way, we won't miss any important moments in Fu Jinzhi's life.
Unexpectedly, An Rourou met Wen Yao at the banquet. She couldn't help but frown. This liar was shameless enough to attend a banquet hosted by her senior's family.
She pretended to inadvertently reveal Wen Yao's whereabouts to several socialites, hoping that Wen Yao would back down after being humiliated.
Unexpectedly, Wen Yao was completely shameless and remained calmly standing still while being insulted.
How could An Rourou be willing to accept this?
Although this bitch married her senior through despicable means, the thought of them spending more than a month together as husband and wife still pierced An Rourou's heart like a poisonous thorn.
She had to make Wen Yao completely withdraw from her senior's life.
The opportunity came quickly. An Rourou overheard Wen Yao talking on the phone: "I'm going to make Fu Jinzhi lose face in public too. I've laced his wine with bitter melon powder. I don't believe he won't spit it out."
An Rourou was secretly delighted, observing Wen Yao's every move until she handed the wine to Fu Jinzhi.
An Rou Rou appeared as a savior, snatched the wine glass, and took the opportunity to sprinkle the highly poisonous powder between her fingers.
This would then be considered attempted murder.
Wen Yao, it's time to exit.
Alright, the case is solved.
No wonder the original owner easily admitted to poisoning the body; she had only used Coptis chinensis powder as a prank, but the evidence was intercepted by the female lead and turned into real poison!
Wen Yao felt that it was hard to explain. Why was An Rou Rou's heart so dark and extreme?
The original owner had no interaction with her at all, but because she had some entanglement with her beloved Fu Jinzhi, she was willing to use any means to frame the original owner.
"I have a bad feeling." Wen Yao scratched her head in a rather unladylike manner, her lips involuntarily pouting.
"When the world realizes the time, it will definitely force me to drug Fu Jin, but no matter what drug I use, the female lead can replace it with a deadly poison."
"With the female lead's halo, she is bound to succeed."
【Are you really troubled?】8848 coldly exposed Wen Yao.
Having spent so much time together, it has come to understand Wen Yao's personality to a certain extent; she is definitely a person of action.
She might slack off terribly on trivial matters, but when faced with something she absolutely has to do, her mind works incredibly fast and she acts swiftly.
She wouldn't hesitate or whine; if she did that, she definitely wanted something in return.
[This is a crucial step in your journey to defy fate. After you complete this stage, my authority will be further expanded, and I may even be able to materialize and appear in this world.]
As a token of my gratitude, I can use my personal treasury to buy you a high-end item.
"8848 understands me best." Wen Yao's eyes flashed with a sly glint as she chuckled and teased.
"So, when is this birthday party?"
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