A slender figure was reflected in the large full-length mirror. The woman in the mirror had fair skin. Although her facial features weren't as beautiful as when she was younger, she had an aura of age. Her lips were slightly curved, and her temperament was graceful. Although the clothes on her body looked simple, the details showed her craftsmanship.
Fang Junrong's expression became absent-minded, and she subconsciously touched her face. The woman in the mirror did the same. How long had it been since she last saw herself like this?
She was well-dressed and had a gentle temperament. She wasn't disheveled, battered and exhausted, and despised by everyone.
As a famous tycoon in China, with a net worth of over ten billion, her husband's net worth was also not low, and they also had an outstanding son and a lively and cute daughter. Fang Junrong should have been a winner in life, but unfortunately, after her daughter-in-law, Jiang Yage, appeared, her life began to slide step by step into the abyss.
Jiang Yage was the daughter of her husband's university friend. After her parents passed away in a car accident, her husband, Li Wangjin, took pity on her for losing her parents and having relatives eyeing her covetously, so he brought her to the Li family. At first, Fang Junrong was quite good to her. After all, Jiang Yage's father was a friend of hers, and she had a likable appearance. She looked pitiful and sensible. However, when Jiang Yage gradually had conflicts with her daughter, Li Xinyun, this affection gradually faded.
Whether it was her husband, Li Wangjin, or her son, Li Shize, they both favored Jiang Yage. When the two girls had conflicts, they would always side with Jiang Yage and criticize Xinyun. Under these circumstances, how could Fang Junrong like her? In the end, her son, Li Shize, fell in love with Jiang Yage. For her, he disobeyed his mother time and time again and treated his biological sister coldly. Jiang Yage was especially good at stirring up trouble. It was as if she was blessed by the God of Fortune. No matter what happened, she could turn misfortune into blessings, and the unlucky ones were the people around her. Her precious daughter, Xinyun, was also implicated by her. Her face was disfigured, and her personality became even more sinister.
At that time, Fang Junrong hated Jiang Yage to the core and wanted to drive her away. However, both her husband and son did not hesitate to stand in front of her, accusing her and disliking her.
"Solomon is already sad enough. How can you continue to blame her? She didn't want this to happen. You're venting your anger on me for no reason. You're no longer the reasonable wife that I remember. "
"If it weren't for the fact that Meimei randomly made friends with scoundrels, she wouldn't have been schemed against. Suffering a little loss now was better than suffering a big loss in the future. When the limelight is over, I'll send my sister abroad for plastic surgery. "
Their cold and unfamiliar expressions were deeply imprinted in her memory, making her feel cold all over. Her family was torn apart. Fang Junrong also wanted to take revenge, but Jiang Yage was protected by many powerful people. Those people made a move against her, and in the end, she was personally sent to a mental hospital by her son and husband.
During her time in the mental hospital, everyone said that she was crazy. She had such a good daughter-in-law, yet she did not cherish her. Instead, she caused all sorts of trouble. In the end, she had no one to blame but herself for deserting her. After receiving the news that her daughter, Li Xinyun, had committed suicide by jumping off a building, she took her last breath in the cold darkness. At that time, her good son, Li Shize, was happily on his honeymoon with her good daughter-in-law.
Thinking of this, Fang Junrong's eyes unconsciously overflowed with hatred. She bit her lips so hard that they almost bled. It wasn't until the pain from her lips that she sobered up a little. She took a deep breath and tried to calm the restlessness in her heart.
She didn't know why after closing her eyes, she returned to eight years ago. At that time, Jiang Yage hadn't come to the Li family yet. Their family of four was still a model family in the eyes of outsiders.
Her gaze unconsciously fell on her wrist. On her fair wrist, she wore a jade bracelet. The bracelet was transparent and pure, and under the light, it was dazzlingly beautiful. The jade green on the bracelet faintly showed the shape of a mountain. This bracelet was left to her by her grandmother before she passed away. She had always carefully kept it in the safe, afraid that she would accidentally knock it, so she never wore it out. In her previous life, her bracelet had disappeared without a trace. At that time, she was furious and searched everywhere. In the end, her son told her that it was stolen by a worker.
At that time, this jade bracelet should have been quietly staying in the safe. This seemed to be slightly different from her previous life.
Or was her previous life just a nightmare?
No, it was impossible for there to be such a clear and heart-wrenching dream. Just thinking about it made Fang Junrong tremble with hatred.
"Mom, where's my favorite dress? It's the one that Auntie designed for me. Which wardrobe did you keep it in?"
A clear and lively voice sounded, causing Fang Junrong, who was in pain, to suddenly raise her head. In her field of vision was a young girl with slightly curly hair and somewhat childish facial features. The ends of her hair were dyed red, revealing a trace of playfulness. This was her precious daughter, Li Xinyun.
She greedily looked at her daughter's pure and cute face, as if she was in a dream. How long had it been since she saw her daughter so carefree? Ever since her face was disfigured, her daughter had locked herself in her room all day, as if she had lost all her vitality.
"Mom."
"Mom!"
The series of calls brought her back to her senses. Fang Junrong blinked to clear the faint mist in her eyes, trying hard not to reveal too much emotion in her voice. "What dress?"
"You dyed your hair?"
Li Xinyun somewhat guiltily touched the ends of her hair, and her voice became confident again. "I've already graduated from high school. You said that I could dye it after the college entrance exams. Mom, where's the dress that Auntie gave me? I don't remember where I kept it. I was going to wear it on my birthday. "
During those years in the mental hospital, the only thing that kept Fang Junrong alive was her daughter, Xinyun. She repeatedly reviewed everything about Xinyun in her mind, and every little thing was still fresh in her mind.
"She left it with me. You were afraid that you would accidentally lose it, so you specially left it with me. "
"Oh right, I forgot!" Li Xinyun stuck out her tongue, and her face was full of guilt. Then, she ingratiatingly held onto her mother's arm and said very intimately, "Mom is still the most reliable. Oh right, mom, can I invite my classmates to my birthday party? "
Every time she looked at her with eager eyes, Fang Junrong could not refuse her request. Going back to eight years ago, whenever she thought of the pain that her daughter had suffered, how could she let her smile be covered with a haze?
"Of course you can. You can invite as many people as you want."
"I knew that mom loves me the most." Li Xinyun chattered about her own affairs. Fang Junrong looked at her smile and unconsciously thought of something. Jiang Yage's parents had passed away on the same day as Xinyun's birthday. In her previous life, Xinyun had looked forward to her birthday so much that she had personally organized it. However, her husband, Li Wangjin, used the reason that "it would make Yage sad" as an excuse to cancel it. Even their son was on his side. Xinyun was clearly his daughter, but no matter what she did, she had to make way for Jiang Yage. It was also because of this small matter that Xinyun was unhappy with Jiang Yage. Later on, more and more conflicts accumulated, and it was difficult to salvage the situation.
Although Xinyun had a small temper, she was not a petty person. If it were not for the fact that Jiang Yage was the leader of the two, she would not have hated Jiang Yage so much.
This time, no matter what, she would not let her daughter suffer the slightest bit of grievance. She did not want men anymore. She would treat her son as a placenta. She did not owe them anything! Her feelings for her son had long been wiped clean after he sent her to the mental hospital. It was just that the timing of her rebirth was not good. During this time, she trusted her husband very much and handed the company over to him. If she divorced him now, she would be the one at a disadvantage.
She had all the time in the world to slowly plan. She wanted to take back everything that belonged to her!
As she listened to her daughter's coquettishness, the lingering lethargy in her body dissipated bit by bit.
"Xinyun, why are you still like an immature child, pestering your mom all day long?"
Fang Junrong, who had a smile on her lips, heard her husband Li Wangjin's voice, and the smile on her face faded. This man, who was supposed to grow old with her, was also one of the people who had hurt her the most.
"Even if Xinyun has grown up, in my heart, she is still a child. I like it when she pesters me." She retorted in a neither soft nor hard manner, using all her willpower to suppress the urge to scratch his face.
From his appearance, although Li Wangjin was already in his forties, because he took good care of himself, he looked about the same as a man in his thirties. In addition, he was not poor. There were many women who tried to get close to him, but they were all rejected by him. It could be said that he was a good man in the eyes of outsiders. She used to be very proud of this, but she did not expect that this so-called good husband would coldly watch his daughter suffer and watch his wife be sent to the mental hospital to be tortured.
When the outside world questioned Jiang Yage for being unfilial, it was also him who came forward to stamp the seal. She had a mental problem, had a bad temper, and abused Jiang Yage in all kinds of ways, and pushed the blame to Fang Junrong.
When she thought of this, her bone-deep hatred was like a tidal wave, almost drowning her. Until the end of her life, Fang Junrong did not understand why he treated Jiang Yage better than his own daughter. Why was he so heartless towards her and her mother?
Li Wangjin revealed a somewhat helpless expression, as if he was indulging her. "You and your mother are always on the same page. I can't outtalk you."
Li Xinyun said somewhat proudly, "Mom loves me the most."
Li Wangjin said, "Then Xinyun, can you lend me your mother for a few minutes? I have something to tell her."
Li Xinyun was not an insensible person. She seemed to have misunderstood something. She winked at Fang Junxiu, let go of her hand, and walked away with light steps. From afar, her voice carried a hint of laughter. "I won't eavesdrop on your adult's secrets."
Fang Junrong was very clear in her heart that Li Wangjin wanted to talk to her about nothing more than bringing Jiang Yage over. At this time, it was about time.
After his daughter left, Li Wangjin sighed and revealed a somewhat melancholy expression. "Junrong, do you still remember that child, Solomon?"
How could she forget?
Fang Junrong sneered in her heart, but her voice was calm. "That child's parents died in a car accident last year, right?"
"Yes, that's her." Li Wangjin's eyes flashed with pain. "I originally thought that although her parents had passed away, they had left her some money, so her life shouldn't be too difficult. Who knew that her relatives were not people. They colluded with her grandmother and took away her money and house in the name of her elders. "
"Not only did they not leave her with her university tuition fees, they even wanted to matchmake her to an old man in the countryside. Her father and I were roommates. How could I watch her be bullied like this? So I wanted to bring her over. "
These words were exactly the same as in her previous life.
Everything that had happened in her previous life was indeed not a dream.
Fang Junrong's fingernails almost dug into her palms. At that time, she had some friendship with Jiang Yage's father. When she found out about this, her heart ached for her daughter's suffering and she agreed without hesitation. As for this life …
"Junrong, what do you think?"
Perhaps because she had been silent for too long, Li Wangjin's usually calm voice had a rare sense of urgency.
Fang Junrong raised her head. Her expression was impeccable. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed as if she felt the same way. "That child is indeed pitiful."
She paused for a moment before continuing, "But if she stays at home without any status, in the eyes of outsiders, she will be living under someone else's roof. When the time comes, who knows how much gossip she will receive."
When she said this, Li Wangjin hesitated.
Fang Junrong continued, "I think it's better to give her a status and let her be our daughter. This way, outsiders won't look down on her."
Li Wangjin was overjoyed. "Junrong, you are indeed the kindest and most reasonable person."
Fang Junrong only felt that it was ironic. People who didn't know better would think that Jiang Yage was his biological daughter. He had never cared so much about Xinyun. Since he treated her like a daughter, of course she would help them. In any case, when the time came, they would have already divorced and they wouldn't be splitting her family assets.
She wanted to see if her good son would still develop a sentimental relationship with Jiang Yage after they became siblings in name.
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