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Chapter 362 A Lament in a Dream (Part Six)

The girl on the brocade couch was none other than Xie Mingshu, who had been reborn.

While she was being abandoned by the fake Xie Mingshu and her consciousness was sinking into that sticky, warm darkness, two years had quietly passed in the outside world.

In the past two years, Xie Chengyuan was heartbroken by Ling's resolute departure, and he was listless and emaciated. The old lady Xie saw this but scoffed at it, saying only that "of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no offspring" and forced him to remarry, marrying his current wife, Bai.

She believed that once she married a new woman, Xie Chengyuan would naturally forget about Ling Shi after some time.

Bai was gentle and kind, and after entering the household, she kept to her duties. Soon after, she became pregnant. After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to Xie Mingshu, a doll who had suffered endless torment in that dark prison.

In the blink of an eye, another four years have passed.

The reborn Xie Mingshu has grown into what she is today, but her life has not improved at all because of this second chance; instead, she has fallen into even deeper pain.

Her father, Xie Chengyuan, had extremely complex feelings towards this daughter. This child was born to him when he was oppressed by filial piety and in despair, with a woman he did not love.

Her existence was his betrayal of the Ling family, a constant reminder that he and the Ling family could never reconcile. Therefore, he couldn't bring himself to hug her or show her affection like an ordinary father.

Distance and indifference became the only communication between the father and daughter.

This was more cruel than being torn to pieces for Xie Mingshu. More than once, she had the urge to rush to her father like a madwoman and shout everything out—to tell him who she was, to tell him that the Xie Mingshu was an imposter, to tell him the truth about all the tragedies!

But every time she opened her mouth, an unseen force gripped her throat tightly, preventing her from uttering a single sound.

She quickly realized that this was the work of the fake Xie Mingshu. That vicious monster, even after stuffing her into this new body, hadn't forgotten to place a restriction on her, gagging her mouth so she could never tell the truth.

Besides her father's indifference, there was another thing that tormented her every day.

With a creak, the door was carefully pushed open.

A young woman dressed in simple clothes entered on tiptoe, carrying a bowl of lotus seed soup. She was the birth mother of this body, Madam Bai. A well-bred lady from a prominent family, prudent and cautious by nature.

The moment Xie Mingshu saw her on the couch, a flame instantly ignited in her eyes. The undisguised hostility made her feel like a wildcat whose territory had been invaded, her fur standing on end.

In Xie Mingshu's eyes, Bai Shi was nothing but a thief. A despicable thief. She stole her mother's place and severed the last glimmer of hope for her parents' reconciliation.

The reason her father hated her must be because he saw her face! That face that resembled Bai's! This woman was nothing but a shameless scoundrel who coveted wealth, an extra piece of rotten flesh in this family.

But for Ms. Bai, this arranged marriage was also a sea of ​​suffering.

Her husband treated her like she didn't exist. And her own daughter, whom she had carried for ten months and risked her life to give birth to, regarded her as an irreconcilable enemy. If she got even a little closer, she would be met with heart-wrenching screams, cries, and the most vicious curses.

She was heartbroken every day.

“Ning’er…” Madam Bai stopped a few steps away from the brocade couch, forcing a fawning and humble smile on her face, “I made some freshly stewed lotus seed soup, would you like to try it? I put in your favorite rock sugar.”

Upon hearing Bai Shi's shouts, Xie Mingshu's eyes blazed with fury.

Xie Wanning—that was the name they gave her. She hated it, she loathed it. She wasn't Xie Wanning; she was Xie Mingshu!

Xie Mingshu glared at her coldly, her small body radiating immense malice: "Get away! I don't want anything you've touched! It's filthy!"

Bai's smile froze on her face, a hint of hurt flashing in her eyes, but she still forced herself to stay composed and gently persuaded, "It's not dirty, it's Mother... I made it for you myself, it's very clean."

"I said I don't want it!" Xie Mingshu threw the cloth tiger she was holding at her hard. "Get out of here! I don't want to see you!"

The cloth tiger landed limply at Bai's feet, but her face paled, as if a sharp sword had pierced her chest. She forced a smile: "Okay, no, no, we won't eat. Then... do you like the new clothes I made for you a few days ago? And that nine-linked rings, I saw you playing with it for a long time, did you like it?"

"I don't like it! I hate everything you give me! I hate everything you buy me!" Xie Mingshu's voice became shrill, every word like poison. "It's all because of you that Father ignores me! Get out! Get out of our house!"

Bai's eyes reddened, tears welling up and threatening to spill. She took a deep breath, trying to force back the tears, but couldn't hide the trembling in her voice: "Ning'er, tell me, what did I do wrong? Why... do you hate me so much?"

However, Xie Mingshu still looked at her with disgust.

Seeing this, Madam Bai finally couldn't hold back anymore, and tears streamed down her face. She looked at her daughter sadly and said, "Tell me, I'll change, I'm willing to change anything. Please, Ning'er, don't treat me like this... Do you know that in this family, my husband treats me coldly, and my in-laws hate me... I'm suffering so much. At least, at least tell me a reason, okay?"

Her tearful plea only earned her more vicious curses from Xie Mingshu.

"So what? I'd love for you to be hated by everyone! A woman like you who steals other women's husbands deserves to be beaten to death! Just die already! Why don't you just die already!"

Bai was completely devastated. Looking at the small face before her, a face connected to her by blood yet filled with hatred for her, she felt utterly hopeless. She could no longer utter a word, and could only cover her face with her sleeve, letting out a suppressed sob, before turning and staggering away.

The door closed, and the room fell silent once more. Xie Mingshu watched Bai Shi's retreating figure, feeling no sense of victory, only a hollow and restless emptiness.

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Days passed by.

Xie Mingshu constantly thought about her real mother, Ling Shi. And that usurper, the fake Xie Mingshu. How were they doing? Was her mother alright? Had she seen through the fake Xie Mingshu's true nature?
She was eager to know the answer and inquired everywhere in the mansion. She would pester the sweeping woman with questions and block the servants who went out to buy groceries, pretending to be an innocent child and subtly probing them.

However, the matter of those two people was the Xie family's most sensitive wound. The servants dared not gossip in front of a young child, and were always easily dismissed with a few words.

Each setback made Xie Mingshu increasingly frustrated.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and decided to go to Madam Bai. She was extremely reluctant to ask that woman for help, but she had no other choice. That woman was completely obedient to her and was the only person in the mansion who might help her.

She took the initiative to approach Mrs. Bai. At that time, Mrs. Bai was sitting under the lamp doing needlework. When she saw that her daughter had actually come to her, she was both surprised and delighted. She almost pricked her flesh with the needle.

Xie Mingshu's attitude was still as rude as ever, as if she were ordering a servant around: "Hey, go and find out a few things for me."

Instead of being angry, Mr. Bai was so happy he almost jumped for joy.

My daughter is finally willing to talk to me!
"Okay, okay!" She stood up hurriedly and agreed immediately. "What does Ning'er want to know? Just tell me, and I'll definitely find out for you!"

Xie Mingshu told her what she wanted to know. After listening, Madam Bai didn't understand why her daughter cared so much about the two of them, but she would do anything to fulfill her daughter's request.

Over the next week, Mr. Bai used all the connections he could, and with great effort, he finally managed to find out most of the details.

Like a child eager to present a treasure, she poured out all the news she had heard to Xie Mingshu.

The situation was even more outrageous than Xie Mingshu had imagined. That fake Xie Mingshu was now the rightful crown prince, and deeply favored by the emperor. Despite her young age, she wielded immense power and influence, and it was said that she had even purged several powerful families, firmly grasping imperial authority.

Her mother, Lady Ling, received various rewards from the emperor, and with the fake Xie Mingshu backing her up, she actually became a high-ranking official and thrived in the court. Not only that, she also opened a bookstore and wrote books herself, which were full of absurdities about women being inherently sacred and men being obliged to kneel before them.

These unbelievable news left Xie Mingshu completely bewildered.

She wasn't surprised that the fake Xie Mingshu was so imposing, but the Ling Shi mentioned by Bai Shi was so unfamiliar that she couldn't match her with the gentle mother in her memory at all.

Her mind was in complete turmoil. But at least she had some definite news. After the initial excitement, she immediately calmed down and began to think about how to see her mother.

As she racked her brains for an answer, Madam Bai looked at her expectantly. She longed for her daughter to say "Thank you, Mother," even if it was just a little bit nicer.

Unfortunately, Xie Mingshu was completely absorbed in her own thoughts and didn't see her eager gaze at all.

The light in Mr. Bai's eyes gradually faded.

A few days later, Xie Mingshu was still troubled by how to leave the manor. She was as anxious as a caged beast that couldn't find a way out.

That afternoon, the air was a bit stuffy, and she sat alone behind the artificial rockery in the back garden, lost in thought.

Not far away, a series of silvery laughs rang out. It was Xie Fang, the second wife's cousin, and Xie Yun, the third wife's cousin, walking hand in hand from the moon gate.

The most lively Xie Fang said mysteriously to Xie Yun, "Sister Yun, have you heard? The newly opened Fei Zhu Bookstore in the city is now the most fashionable place in the entire capital! I heard from Sister Wang that the books there are simply unheard of and unseen before. Let's go check it out tomorrow!"

Xie Yun was rather quiet, and hesitated upon hearing this: "But I heard my mother say that the books in that bookstore are all very daring, and not something that girls like us should read."

"Oh, that's precisely because it's daring that we should go and broaden our horizons!" Xie Fang shook her arm dismissively. "Besides, we'll just go for a stroll, buy a couple of the most popular art books, and come back. We're not going to do anything. I've already spoken to Mother, and the carriage is ready for tomorrow afternoon!"

“The Ling family…”

These two words struck Xie Mingshu's confused mind like a bolt of lightning.

She couldn't hear a single word of her cousins' subsequent chatter about jewelry and fabrics. Her entire world was filled only with the echoes of the words "Feizhu Bookstore," "Ling Family," and "tomorrow afternoon."

A bold plan, like a spark ignited, appeared in her mind.

The time came for the afternoon of the following day. She calculated the time when her cousins ​​would leave, slipped to the carriage in advance, and quietly crawled under the carriage when the servants were not paying attention.

The carriage started moving, and the ride was bumpy. When they arrived at their destination, she felt that her cousins ​​had all gotten off the carriage, and their chattering gradually faded away before she carefully climbed out.

She hid on the street corner, watching her cousins ​​walk excitedly into the magnificent bookstore, and then watch them browse around inside before leaving satisfied. Only then did she straighten her dirty clothes, take a deep breath, and go inside.

The bookstore was bustling with people, mostly curious young ladies from their boudoirs. Xie Mingshu spotted the figure she had been longing for day and night at a glance.

Her mother, Madam Ling, dressed in a neat casual outfit, her long hair tied up high, her former gentle demeanor gone, her aura aggressive, was telling a female guest about the contents of a book.

Xie Mingshu's mind went blank.

—It's Mother! It really is Mother!

Her eyes were fixed on Ling Shi as she walked towards her step by step, her gaze filled with longing. The closer she got, the more rapid her breathing became, and the hotter her eyes grew.

At this moment, Madam Ling noticed Xie Mingshu.

She stopped talking, walked over to Xie Mingshu, and knelt down gently, asking, "Little girl, why are you alone? Where are your parents?"

This seemingly ordinary greeting stunned Xie Mingshu, and then her emotions erupted like a dam breaking, causing her to completely collapse.

She rushed forward and grabbed Ling's trouser leg. Tears streamed down her face as she cried out, "Mother! Mother! You are my mother! It's me! How can you not recognize me?"

Madam Ling was startled. She looked at Xie Mingshu in confusion and said gently, "Little girl, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your mother."

Hearing this, Xie Mingshu became even more grief-stricken, and her cries grew even more intense.

Just then, a familiar voice came from the doorway: "Mother, we should go."

Xie Mingshu froze, then turned around abruptly. There she saw the imposter, dressed in the Crown Prince's everyday robes, slowly approaching. Ignoring Xie Mingshu, she walked to Ling Shi's side and naturally took her arm.

The moment Ling saw her, the confusion on her face immediately turned into complete doting, and Xie Mingshu disappeared from her sight.

“Okay, let’s go.” Madam Ling readily agreed and left with the fake Xie Mingshu.

Before leaving, the fake Xie Mingshu turned around once and glanced at the stunned Xie Mingshu. Her eyes were full of smug provocation.

It's as if it's saying: Your beloved mother is now mine.

Xie Mingshu collapsed to the ground, and in that instant, she felt as if she were dead.

Their departing figures tore her into countless pieces.

Xie Mingshu didn't know how she got back to the Xie residence. When she stepped into the house, looking lost and disoriented, she was greeted by unprecedented chaos.

The servants and old women in the mansion were in chaos, while Madam Bai, with her hair disheveled, was crying out her name in the courtyard, her voice as mournful as a cuckoo's cry of blood.

"Ning'er! Ning'er! My Ning'er, where are you!"

When Ms. Bai saw the small, distraught figure at the door, she was first stunned, then rushed over as if she had gone mad.

She pulled Xie Mingshu into a tight embrace, so tight it almost broke her bones.

"Where did you go? You scared me to death! Why did you scare me! It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..." Bai Shi was incoherent. She held her daughter, hot tears soaking Xie Mingshu's shoulder, and kept repeating various fragmented words.

Xie Mingshu was stunned.

She had never imagined that her unauthorized departure would frighten Madam Bai to such an extent. Madam Bai cried for a while before calming down a little. She released Xie Mingshu, cupped her small face in her hands, and sobbed, "Ning'er, it's okay if you hate me, it's really okay... I'll avoid you from now on, I'll never see you again, okay? But please, please don't run away from home again, please... I beg you..."

Looking at Bai's red and swollen eyes from crying, and listening to her humble pleas, Xie Mingshu's mind was uncontrollably filled with the unfamiliar look in her mother Ling's eyes.

She then recalled everything she had done to Mr. Bai. Those actions that she once thought were justified now seemed completely different to her.

She suddenly understood Mr. Bai's pain.

Overwhelmed by intense remorse, she hugged Mrs. Bai tightly, weeping bitterly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Madam Bai was taken aback at first, then a surge of immense joy welled up inside her. Forgetting to wipe away her own tears, she hurriedly comforted her, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry, Ning'er, it's alright, I don't blame you..."

But Xie Mingshu kept crying, unable to stop.

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The next day, Xie Mingshu was punished by being confined for a day for leaving the house without permission.

She sat alone in the room, her mind still in turmoil.

Just then, Mrs. Bai sneaked in like a thief, carrying a food box. She was worried that her daughter would go hungry, so she secretly brought her food.

Mrs. Bai was in a good mood. After what happened yesterday, she felt that her daughter finally understood her.

"Ning'er, are you hungry?" Madam Bai asked solicitously. "I brought you your favorite crystal shrimp dumplings. Eat them while they're hot. Are you comfortable sitting here? Would you like me to get you a cushion? Do you want some water? I can go get some soup."

She seemed to be holding it in, rambling on and on.

Watching Bai Shi bustling around happily, Xie Mingshu felt guilty, knowing in her heart that this was not something she should accept.

"Wait a minute," Xie Mingshu said, and Bai Shi stopped in response.

She looked directly at Mr. Bai: "Can we... talk?"

"Okay, of course!" Madam Bai looked at her expectantly. "What does Ning'er want to say? Don't worry, I'm listening."

Looking into her hopeful eyes, Xie Mingshu said with difficulty, "I can't be your daughter, and I can't... treat you as my mother."

The smile on Bai's face froze instantly, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her eyes were filled with confusion and panic: "Why? Weren't we... yesterday?"

“It’s not your fault,” Xie Mingshu interrupted her, her face contorted with pain. “It’s not anyone’s fault in this family either. I can’t explain it, but I really can’t.”

Upon hearing this, Ms. Bai was on the verge of tears, her face full of confusion.

She looked at Mrs. Bai, her heart filled with guilt: "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. You... have another child, just pretend you don't have a daughter like me, forget about me."

"No way!" Mrs. Bai suddenly became agitated. "I would never abandon my child!"

Xie Mingshu was stunned.

Bai Shi realized she had frightened Xie Mingshu, so she quickly took a deep breath and forced a gentle smile: "I don't know why you can't be my daughter, and I don't know why you can't say it, but it doesn't matter. Whatever the problem is, I will solve it. Ning'er, I will definitely make you call me 'Mother' willingly."

Xie Mingshu was about to continue persuading him.

But Mrs. Bai didn't give her that chance. She put down the food box, turned around, and walked out with a determined look on her face.

Seeing this, Xie Mingshu could only sigh helplessly, wondering what to do.

But then she suddenly heard some faint, strange noises outside.

Xie Mingshu arrived at the door and peeked out through the crack. She saw that Bai Shi, who had just looked so strong, was leaning against the corner of the wall, covering her mouth with her hand and sobbing softly.

Xie Mingshu slowly retreated back into the room, shrinking into a corner, feeling as if her heart was being torn apart.

The next day, her confinement ended. Mr. Bai, as if nothing had happened, came to pick her up, showering her with concern and care.

The better she treated her, the more Xie Mingshu suffered and the more at a loss she became.

Finally, she broke down and pleaded, "Please, stop being so nice to me, please... just pretend I don't exist, ignore me."

Pain was also evident in Bai's eyes, but she forced a smile and said gently, "That won't do. I am your mother after all. You can't control me in this matter."

Xie Mingshu spent the entire day in a daze, like a walking corpse.

As evening fell, she walked alone, her steps heavy, towards her room. Along the way, her mind was a jumbled mess, constantly pondering this unsolvable problem.

For a moment, she really wavered.

Or... how about we just leave it at that? I'll just go and become Mrs. Bai's daughter.

However, the next moment, her mother Ling's face, which had been deceived by the fake Xie Mingshu, clearly appeared before her eyes.

No! She suddenly realized. She wasn't a baby who had drunk the Meng Po soup and was truly reincarnated. She still remembered everything from her past life. She couldn't abandon her real mother, the Ling family woman who loved and cared for her, and pretend she knew nothing to comfortably throw herself into the arms of another woman.

However, with the fake Xie Mingshu around, it was impossible for her to acknowledge Ling Shi as her daughter. In Ling Shi's eyes, her only daughter was the fake Xie Mingshu, while she herself was merely a child born to her ex-husband's second wife.

So, should I still return to the embrace of the Bai family?
But even if she had no other choice, could she truly accept being Bai's daughter with a clear conscience? Her reincarnation was orchestrated by the fake Xie Mingshu. She wasn't originally meant to be reborn as Bai's daughter. She stole the body and identity of Bai's real daughter; how could she possibly pretend to be Bai's daughter and deceive the Bai family?

Even if she was forced to do it, if she really went along with it, then what difference would there be between her and the fake Xie Mingshu?
She couldn't help but shed tears.

She was neither Ling's daughter nor Bai's daughter. Then who was she? She was nobody. Where could she go? She could go nowhere. What should she do? What should she do?!
Just as she was overwhelmed with grief, a sharp and sarcastic voice came from the side.

"Hey, isn't this that little bastard who doesn't even recognize his own mother? What are you wailing about here for?"

Xie Mingshu looked up and saw a girl dressed in flamboyant clothes, arms crossed, looking at her with disdain.

This person's name is Bai Yulian, and she is a distant relative of the Bai family.

Speaking of her, she was notorious far and wide. She used to spout the twisted logic that "my parents' money is my money. If you don't even give me any money, do you even deserve to be my parents?" and forced her parents to use all their savings to support her entertainment.

When her parents refused, she falsely accused her father of assaulting her and her mother of adultery. When the matter reached the county government, she became frightened and changed her story, saying it was a misunderstanding.

Although the matter was later resolved amicably, she could no longer stay at home and had no choice but to seek refuge with the kind-hearted Lady Bai. Lady Bai couldn't resist her persistent pleading and tearful pleas, so she allowed her to stay temporarily in the mansion.

At this moment, Bai Yulian learned about Xie Mingshu and Bai Shi's affair, and decided to come and teach Xie Mingshu a lesson.

She strutted up to her, pointed her finger at her nose, and yelled, "I heard you refuse to acknowledge your mother? You little beast, let me tell you, who your father is is irrelevant. You crawled out of your mother's womb, and no matter which wild man she married, you're still her child! It's no use refusing to acknowledge her! If you've got the guts, cut off your flesh and bones right now to repay your mother for giving you life!"

These absurd and vicious curses were like the last straw, breaking Xie Mingshu's already fragile heart.

She suddenly raised her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Bai Yulian, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you say?"

Bai Yulian was startled by her menacing look, but quickly became enraged and shouted, "What are you looking at? Do you think I'll be afraid of you just because you're staring at me? Did I say something wrong?!"

"Say that again!" Xie Mingshu completely lost control of her emotions. She shrieked, "The debt of giving birth to me? Did she give birth to me? Was the child she carried for ten months and gave birth to me?! I took someone else's body, I stole someone else's mother!"
But that monster stole my body, and my mother too. Whom should I return them to? How should I return them? Tell me! Tell me!

She cried and cursed uncontrollably, and even picked up stones from the ground and threw them at Bai Yulian.

Bai Yulian had never seen anything like this before. She was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly. Then, feeling humiliated, she pointed at her and angrily cursed, "You're crazy! What nonsense are you spouting! You've got a problem with your brain! Oh, I get it! You're having hysteria! Hahahaha, no wonder you don't recognize your own mother! You're a little madwoman!"

Just then, the servants and maids of the mansion rushed over upon hearing the commotion. They were furious to see Bai Yulian pointing at the weeping young lady and cursing her.

"You freeloader, you dare to bully our young lady?!" A burly old woman rushed up and shoved Bai Yulian aside.

Bai Yulian, used to being domineering, was not only unafraid but also retorted without thinking, "What are you yelling about! I'm just teaching her a lesson about filial piety on behalf of Madam Bai!"

"Pah!" The old women spat in unison. "You lowly thing who falsely accused your own parents, how dare you teach our young lady about filial piety? No matter what, our young lady is still cleaner than you! Everyone, beat this shameless wretch!"

The servants had long disliked this freeloader, and now that they saw her daring to act arrogantly and domineeringly towards their mistress, they were far from being polite. With a shout from the leading old woman, the servants swarmed forward like wolves.

"Ouch! What are you doing! You've gone too far!" Bai Yulian screamed, trying to put on airs and scold them, but instead she was met with a slap as big as a fan, which made her see stars.

"I'm going to beat you up, you shameless bastard!"

Fists and slaps rained down on Bai Yulian. Her carefully styled hair came undone, and she looked no different from a madwoman.

Her initial arrogance vanished instantly in the face of pain. Bai Yulian frantically protected her head and face, letting out a pig-like scream.

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! Ouch! It hurts so much!"

"I'm the lady's relative! You should consider the owner before beating the dog!"

Bai Yulian was beaten so badly she rolled on the ground, her face covered in snot and tears. No longer caring about appearances, she only knew how to run away, crying and screaming, "Help! Murder! Aunt, save me! Aunt! I really know I was wrong! I'll never say another word! Ah! My back!"

She scrambled and stumbled as she fled toward the Bai family's courtyard, followed by a group of relentless servants. The scene was chaotic and utterly disheveled.

On the other side, several servants helped Xie Mingshu up, who was crying, and comforted her gently for a while before finally taking her back to her room.

Xie Mingshu sat on the bed. She stopped crying, but her mind was still stuck in the emotions she had just experienced.

She didn't understand what to do. Who could she vent her overwhelming anger on?

She couldn't blame her mother; her mother had been deceived. She couldn't blame her father; the matter of the prince was of utmost importance, and he had no choice in the matter. She couldn't blame Old Madam Xie; not wanting her son to die without an heir was only natural. And she certainly couldn't blame Madam Bai, that poor woman who hadn't made a single mistake from beginning to end.

Everyone has their own difficulties, and everyone's actions are understandable, so who should she blame? Should she blame herself?
No.

Suddenly, a face with a mocking and malicious smile flashed before Xie Mingshu's eyes.

She realized there was one more person.

The fake Xie Mingshu. That monster, who appeared out of nowhere, possessed her body, stole her life, sowed discord between her parents, and pushed her into this abyss of no return.

She did all this without any ulterior motives.

She spouts those twisted and absurd arguments, but in reality, she just finds it fun and enjoys the thrill of manipulating others.

In her eyes, all the suffering they endured was nothing more than entertainment for her amusement.

"brute."

Xie Mingshu squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth.

At that moment, all the confusion, pain, regret, and self-blame found an outlet and were transformed into deep-seated hatred.

"brute."

She spoke again.

She had already made up her mind: rather than wallowing in this hopeless situation, she would take a gamble.

"brute."

"brute."

"brute."

……

The curses gradually subsided, leaving only a mechanical tone that echoed repeatedly in the room, and Xie Mingshu's resolve became unwavering.

She was going to kill the fake Xie Mingshu.

(End of this chapter)