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"Ouch...it hurts..."

Muttering, "Which bastard dares to hit me while I'm sleeping? Get the hell out of here—"

Before she could finish her arrogant words, she was 'beaten' and was in unbearable pain, causing Jiang Yuyan to cry out in pain in her sleep.

My brain was a complete mess, and in my hazy state, my vision kept swaying and flipping, never quite focusing.

In the end, Jiang Yuyan simply assumed she had finally come to her senses and was dreaming about men, and drifted off to sleep peacefully.

The next day,

"Ahhh, Lin Yuyan, how could you do such a scandalous thing? Get up and tell me what's going on with the man in your bed!"

"Father, Mother, please calm down. Sister Yuyan might not have meant it—"

"Shut up, and stop that rebel..."

"Thump!" The person on the bed casually tossed a pillow over.

"Shut up! What's all the noise for? If you want to make a scene, go outside. Don't you know you're disturbing my sleep? Get out of here!"

"..."

Mr. and Mrs. Lin stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that the person who had just cursed someone and then fallen asleep was their obedient daughter who had never dared to utter a sound before.

Just as Jiang Yuyan closed her eyes after lying down, she woke up with a start, opened her eyes, and glanced around.

The unfamiliar surroundings, the dilapidated room, and even the hard bed beneath her—this was nothing like the comfortable apartment she had in the 25th century.

A strange yet familiar memory flooded her mind in an instant. Jiang Yuyan lay flat, speechless.

It was just a medical dispute that sent this 25th-century traditional Chinese medicine practitioner back to the ancient 70s, making her a cannon fodder fake heiress in a novel about a reborn female protagonist that she had casually read out of boredom.

The original owner's name was Lin Yuyan, which is the same as her given name except for the surname.

The Lin family had been exonerated for less than a year, and the original owner hadn't even had a chance to enjoy the happiness of being the Lin family's daughter before it was shattered by the sudden arrival of the real daughter.

The real heiress, Jiang Yue, now called Lin Yue, knelt before the original owner of this body as soon as she arrived at the Lin family, weeping bitterly.

"Sister Yuyan, I absolutely did not mean anything else. I just want to recognize my biological parents. That would be enough for me, sob sob sob."

The original owner was also soft-hearted. Seeing her crying so pitifully, dressed in tattered clothes, with a dirty face, looking like she had suffered a great disaster, it was as if it was her fault if anyone didn't sympathize with her.

However, less than two days later, in fear of being sent back to his biological family, the original owner was suddenly tackled to the bed by the man who had been given Chinese medicine, hit the back of his head, and died.

When Jiang Yuyan woke up, she was already in the 25th century. Before she could react, she was devoured by a man, experiencing the wonder of a charming man for the first time.

and many more!

Jiang Yuyan snapped out of her daze. A man?

Turning around, she met a pair of sharp eyes that were already fully awake. Her heart skipped a beat. Then, as if remembering something, she puffed out her cheeks and glared back fiercely.

"What are you looking at? And who are you? What are you doing in my room?"

Ling Wenchen's face darkened. He silently got up and dressed. Once he was fully dressed, he turned to look at the person still curled up on the bed.

"Lin Yuyan, you should know better than me what really happened yesterday. However, I think you've misjudged the person. This is not something you can run away from."

When the door opened, Lin Yue, who had been eavesdropping outside, nearly fell over, but thankfully steadied herself in time. She gave him a timid smile.

Ling Wenchen ignored her and walked straight out.

Startled, Lin Yue called out to him before he could open the door, "Brother Ling, wait a minute."

Ling Wenchen paused, glanced back at the silent door behind him, and then looked at the anxious woman in front of him. There was too much calculation in her eyes, and he disliked her at first sight.

Seeing that he stopped but didn't speak, Lin Yue felt annoyed and sneered, "No wonder he's a stinking soldier."

In this life, without my scheming to become your wife, you short-lived ghost would have been left to that slut Lin Yuyan.

Perfect timing! After getting rid of the two of you, everything else is mine.

Thinking of this, Lin Yue's smile softened even more.

"Brother Ling—"

"Comrade Lin, please call me Comrade Ling. Although Lin Shiping and I are comrades-in-arms, there is a difference between men and women. Also, what happened yesterday, was it you who did it?"

Ling Wenchen's sharp eyes shot towards her, his probing gaze scrutinizing her intently.

Yesterday, he came to deliver something on behalf of his brother Lin Shiping, a gift for his sister Lin Yuyan.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Lin Yue, the biological daughter of the Lin family, who had just returned home. She said that her sister Yu Yan was not at home and she dared not accept her things casually, and asked him to come into the living room to wait.

He drank just one cup of tea and immediately realized something was wrong with his body.

Lin Yue's eyes welled up with tears as she pitifully said, "Comrade Ling, I... I had no choice. Sister Yu Yan asked me to do it. She said she likes you—"

Ling Wenchen gripped the doorknob, opened the door, and left without looking back.

Lin Yue called after her but couldn't stop her. Once the person was out of sight, her pitiful expression immediately turned cold. She pouted impatiently, closed the door, and left.

Anyway, she achieved her goal. With this leverage over her, she didn't believe that Lin Yuyan could marry the son of a high-ranking official in this lifetime.

Hearing no movement outside, Jiang Yuyan immediately sat up, almost straining her back. She grimaced and clutched her back for a while before getting dressed.

According to the books she had read, this scheme had only just begun.

Jiang Yuyan felt her stomach was about to burst with hunger, so she hurried to the kitchen and carelessly put whatever eggs or meat she had in the cupboard, which made it easy for her to get them.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yuyan, having finished her meal, finally felt a sense of groundedness.

Now start thinking about the battle that's about to begin.

When Mr. and Mrs. Lin returned home from get off work at noon, they saw a cold table with not even a hot meal. Mr. Lin immediately became furious.

"Where's the food? Lin Yuyan, where have you been? Why haven't you even cooked yet?"

Jiang Yuyan opened the door and heard Lin's father's angry shouts, accompanied by Lin's mother and Lin Yue's provocations, which made Lin's father's anger grow even greater.

She walked over expressionlessly, crossed her arms, and watched the loving mother and son, but didn't say a word.

Lin Yue's eyes flickered, and she walked over timidly, "Sister Yuyan—"

"Stop! Who are you calling 'sister'? Just by looking at your face, you look much older than me. How dare you call me 'sister'? Is this what they mean by 'nothing matters more'?"

Lin Yue: "..."

Her face darkened, but she forced a smile. "Yu Yan, your parents must be starving to be back so late. Why haven't you cooked dinner yet?"

Jiang Yuyan sat down speechlessly, looking at the family's so-called shameless faces, and laughed in anger.

"What? Am I a maid or a servant in your Lin family? How much do you pay me a month?"

"Heh, not a single penny, and you still have the nerve to ask me, your fake daughter, to cook? Who gave you the nerve?"

Lin's father: "What kind of attitude is this? Lin Yuyan, when did you become so unreasonable? Has my Lin family ever abused you?"

Lin's mother pouted and sat down impatiently. "What else could it be? A little ingrate, an ungrateful brat."

Jiang Yuyan raised an eyebrow. "Judging from what Ms. Lin is saying, it's as if I wasn't the one who did all the housework in the Lin family for the past eighteen years, starting from when I was a three-year-old child."

Lin's mother didn't take it seriously. "What's the big deal? Go out and ask around, whose child hasn't done chores since they were little? What? So what if they did a little chores? Now you want to turn your back on us, huh?"

Lin's father looked on with disappointment.

It seems that Madam was right; Lin Yuyan has become estranged from them, and no matter what they do, they can't win her heart back.