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Rebirth in Flames: The Noble Heiress's Revenge Feast
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"Bang—" A crisp sound echoed as Su Niannian suddenly broke free from her nightmare. The water cup by the bedside fell with a crash, shattering into countless pieces.
She couldn't care less about cleaning up; the flames that had consumed Su Mansion still lingered deep in her eyes, intertwining fear and unwillingness into a web that tightly bound her body and mind.
Five years had passed, yet they could not erase the deep-seated pain in her heart. Once, she had mistaken a wolf's ambition for true love, trampling on her best friend's trust and pushing her family's glory and her father's expectations into an abyss of no return.
Having been reborn, Su Niannian's heart burned with the flames of revenge. She vowed to make those who had caused her family to fall apart taste the despair and pain she had once endured!
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"Zhang Qiang, let's break up!" Su Niannian picked up her phone, her tone cold and resolute. Each word pierced like icicles into his heart.
In her past life, her foolish self had turned against her family for this man of humble beginnings!
"What did you say? Nian Nian, did I do something wrong? Just tell me, I can change!"
Zhang Qiang's incredulous and panicked voice came through the receiver, laced with a hint of pleading and humility, but Su Niannian remained unmoved.
"No need. Don't contact me again." With that, she tapped lightly on the screen to delete his contact information, completely severing all ties with Zhang Qiang.
Beneath her thick eyelashes, those eyes that once brimmed with love were now as deep as a cold pool, devoid of any ripples.
She slowly rose and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window; the sound of her high heels striking the floor was like the beat of victory drums, announcing her rebirth and transformation.
Sunlight streamed through the glass, gently illuminating her stunning features with a golden glow while reflecting her unwavering inner conviction.
Outside the window was the bustling and vibrant Shanghai, a city that bore witness to her past pains yet held the promise of hope for her present life.
Just as she was lost in thought, her phone vibrated; an acquisition message from Song Group popped up on the screen.
She picked up her phone to see an acquisition offer from Song Group flash before her eyes.
Song Yu—this name was like a long-awaited rain after a drought, instantly awakening buried emotions deep within her memory.
In her previous life, Song Group had extended an olive branch to the Su family, but she had rejected it under the pretext of differing company development directions. Ultimately, the Su family’s financial chain broke, leading to its takeover by Zhang Qiang and Lin Ruoxue working together.
Thinking of this, a cold smile crept onto Su Niannian's lips; the wheels of fate began to turn. This time, she would seize the opportunity firmly!
Although there was no intention of cooperation with Song Yu in her previous life, Song Yu uncovered the truth behind the fire that took everything from her during her most helpless moments. He also helped bury her family.
Even though she was no longer in this world, he never gave up on his promise and protection for her, remaining unmarried for life, becoming an eternal regret in her heart.
"Song Yu, in this life, I will not miss you again," she whispered softly, her eyes shimmering with determination.
On the other side of Su Family Villa, the garden was basking in spring sunshine, bright and full of blooming flowers.
Father Su was trimming the branches when a girl in a white dress stood behind him, wearing a gentle smile.
"Uncle Su, you've worked hard; let me help you."
"Ruoxue, what brings you here?" Father Su put down the scissors and looked at the girl affectionately.
Lin Ruoxue was Su Niannian's close friend, who had always liked to follow them around since childhood—obedient and understanding, evoking sympathy from others.
"I heard Nian Nian is back, so I came to see her," Lin Ruoxue said, but a hint of malice flashed in her eyes that was barely noticeable.
She had dressed up carefully, yet wore a pitiful expression that made one want to cherish and protect her.
"Nian Nian is in her room; you can go up," Father Su pointed towards the second floor and continued tending to his plants.
Lin Ruoxue smiled slightly and turned to walk towards the villa. In the sunlight, the lace of her skirt swayed with the wind, but it could not conceal the calculation and jealousy lurking in her eyes.
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