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Rebirth: How I Turned My Life Around
墨書 Inktalez
I am an ordinary office worker, living a life that starts at eight in the morning and ends at nine at night. I wake up earlier than the roosters and go to bed later than dogs, with working overtime until three in the morning being almost a norm.
At such a young age, I have developed a host of health issues from this grueling routine. I thought I would live my life in this monotonous way.
However, one day, someone suddenly approached me, claiming that I was his long-lost daughter and that he was the owner of a publicly traded company.
Goodness! Here I was, a hardworking individual earning a meager salary of three thousand a month, suddenly transformed into the daughter of a billionaire.
But before I could even enjoy this news for a couple of days, a woman came out of nowhere, frantically accusing me of stealing her life. She ran me over with her car.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day that man had come to find me.
After working late into the night once again, my body as a strong woman finally couldn’t take it anymore. After submitting the last document, I couldn’t resist and leaned over my desk for a brief rest.
My colleague, Li Jingjing, nudged my arm and whispered, “Yingying, Yingying, someone is looking for you outside. Wake up.”
I opened my eyes to see the familiar office around me, my mind blank for a moment.
I had a long dream.
In the dream, I was hit by a car driven by a woman, flying far away, blood splattering everywhere.
The woman got out of the car and stood in front of me, her gaze filled with hatred.
With a hoarse voice, she shouted:
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Why did you come back after going missing? Because of you, my mother wants to send me away! You ruined my life!"
The look of hatred in her eyes and her hoarse curses still linger vividly in my mind.
I thought about the woman I had glimpsed fleetingly in the hospital.
If I wasn't mistaken, that woman should be the adopted daughter of my biological parents. She hated me to the core, yet I didn't even know her name.
I never even considered going back to acknowledge my biological parents.
To be hated for no reason and then run over by someone—how unfair was that?
At the moment of death, I thought about how I had worked tirelessly for half my life, earning money that I never got to spend before being taken away into the ground. It felt so unjust!
Perhaps heaven took pity on me and granted me a chance to start over.
My colleague beside me noticed I was still lost in thought and called out again, "Yingying, someone is looking for you outside!"
"Oh."
I snapped back to reality, realizing I had almost forgotten that I supposedly had a pair of billionaire parents. When I first learned about this in my past life, I had considered directly acknowledging my biological parents. Wouldn't that mean I could escape this exhausting job and live my ideal life?
However, that thought was quickly squashed. After all, I wasn't foolish; the wealthier the family, the more complications there were. The last thing I wanted was trouble.
Yet, even when I tried to avoid trouble in my past life, it still found me. So if that was the case, I might as well play along.
Yes, I had been reborn, on the very day I would reunite with my biological parents.
I looked at the man sitting in the company lobby. He appeared refined, but one should never judge a book by its cover. Memories of the scenes I witnessed after my death flashed through my mind.
A playful smile crept onto my lips as I thought to myself that Niu Hulu Ying would join in on their little game.
"Hello, are you the one looking for me?" I asked the man before me knowingly.
Facing the scrutinizing gaze of the other person, I smiled calmly and quietly looked at him.
I knew that my appearance was almost identical to that of his wife; no matter how closely he examined me, he couldn't be mistaken.
As I noticed his eyes gradually becoming moist, I realized my performance was about to begin.
"Child, I am your father."
He seemed like the kind of person who would never waver in his decisions, yet at this moment, he began to hesitate, wanting to approach me but appearing somewhat apprehensive.
It was this hypocritical demeanor that had led me to believe his deceitful words back then!
“Father?” I questioned with a puzzled expression, then shook my head. “Impossible. My mother said my father passed away long ago. You cannot be my father.”
Indeed, when I was very young, this man—who is supposed to be my biological father—was caught up in the company's initial public offering phase, facing countless competitors.
Someone took a desperate gamble and kidnapped me when I was just a month old, intending to use me as leverage against my father to force him to abandon the land in the southern part of the city.
However, at that time, that piece of land was crucial for the company’s IPO. Confident in himself, he had already arranged for people to locate the site where I was being held captive, waiting to catch my kidnappers and rescue me.
Yet plans always fall short of reality.
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