Rebirth: She Became a Beautiful and Cool Bigshot Chapter 18 - 18 18 Wanting to Kill Her

Chapter 18: Chapter 18: Wanting to Kill Her Chapter 18: Chapter 18: Wanting to Kill Her ng Chuyue’s heart was a tumultuous sea of shock.

She never could have imagined that the so-called truth about Wu Yuanchun and ng Jingfen’s affair in the grove in her previous life would turn out to be this.

So, in her previous life, ng Jingfen wasn’t truly Wu Yuanchun’s love?

So, in her previous life, did Mom arrange for her own marriage to Wu Yuanchun purely to salvage ng Jingfen’s reputation and marriage?

No, that’s not right either.

Later, Mom took ng Jingfen to Hai City, and ng Jingfen never married Zhao Aihua.

If going to Hai City, the reputation in Xiaoliu Village wouldn’t matter as much, so why did Mom insist on marrying her off to Wu Yuanchun?

Was Wu Yuanchun soone of a special status?

Was he the child of a benefactor or a close friend of Mom’s?

Is that it?

Otherwise, how could it be explained?

The more ng Chuyue thought about it, the more confused she beca, yet she couldn’t help thinking about it.

Right then, soone kicked her door again.

She thought it was Fu Hongfang and couldn’t help but scoff at her fickleness: Wasn’t she supposed to reform and be good?

Couldn’t she hold on for even one day?

Was she reverting to her old ways already?

She walked to the door with a sneer, ready to prop it shut with a large chest, when ng Jingfen’s voice ca from outside.

Oh, so it was ng Jingfen kicking the door.

She had wrongly blad Fu Hongfang.

ng Jingfen had co to beat ng Chuyue.

She knew that after what had just happened, her own reputation was utterly ruined, but she didn’t bla herself; she blad ng Chuyue.

If ng Chuyue hadn’t captured Wu Yuanchun’s heart, why would she have resorted to such asures today?

How could she have been humiliated like this?

Unable to find a way to vent her frustration, she wanted to imitate Fu Hongfang and beat ng Chuyue to let off steam.

She wasn’t secretive about it, either, shouting while she kicked the door: “ng Chuyue, co out, I’m going to kill you today.

It’s all because of you, you little slut.

If it weren’t for you, how could I end up so miserable?”

“ng Chuyue, you bitch, you should never have been born.

If you didn’t exist, no one would compete with for Wu Yuanchun.”

“ng Chuyue, you slut, open the door quickly.

If you don’t, I will use… a pole to break your legs.”

ng Jingfen cursed and went to look for a pole.

At this ti, villagers who heard the noise and ca to watch the commotion couldn’t hold back, and so bold ones shouted, “What’s this commotion?

Keep it up, and we’ll call the village cadres, eh?

You’re not allowed to hit Chuyue.

If we find anything wrong with Chuyue tomorrow, we’ll go straight to the police.”

“Right, Chuyue is innocent in this.

You can’t treat her like this.”

“She’s still sick, how can she withstand your beating?

Don’t you know that killing soone will cost you your life?”

…

The villagers’ words didn’t scare the on-the-edge ng Jingfen, but they did scare ng Jinhua and his father ng Lixing.

ng Lixing threw a bench towards ng Jingfen, “Shaless thing, you still have the face to make a scene, not rolling back to your room and losing all your dignity.”

She had lost face not just in the village but also among her mahjong friends.

ng Jinhua scolded Fu Hongfang, “Aren’t you going to drag her away?

It’s all because you spoil her.

If you don’t take care of her and she disgraces herself again, I’ll kick you all out.”

…

ng Jingfen was frightened and obediently went back to her room.

…

ng Chuyue had calculated many possibilities, but she never anticipated that her maneuvers, though they had ruined ng Jingfen’s reputation, would still bring the fire to her own doorstep.

With things like this, tomorrow would undoubtedly be tough.

She couldn’t stay in Xiaoliu Village for another day.

Originally planning to leave the day after tomorrow, she decided to leave tomorrow instead.

It would be good to leave tomorrow, especially using ng Jingfen’s threat to “kill” her as an excuse.

Early the next morning, ng Chuyue put on her farming clothes and went to the rice paddies, passing by Fu Song’s house and giving the little guy a knowing look.

The little guy understood and, a few minutes later, also headed to the ng Family’s rice paddy.

ng Chuyue didn’t go into the fields this ti; she waited for Fu Song under the willow tree.