Qin Yu woke up in a daze, feeling her head hurt even more. Wait, wasn't she hit by a car and killed?

When she was dying, she vaguely saw Zhou Jingchuan hug her and cry. The pain in his eyes made her remorseful and regretful.

Thinking about her tragic life, Qin Yu unconsciously shed tears of regret.

She owed Zhou Jingchuan an apology...

"You’re awake. Get up. Listen to us on this matter. Your parents are no longer here, and we have raised you for five or six years. It's time for you to repay the favor. It's only asking you to get married, and you feel aggrieved. What do you have to feel wronged about?

Let me tell you, the Zhou family in the past was quite reputable. Although it looks poor now, there is still wealth in the family..."

The speaker was a woman named Zhou Xiaomei.

The familiar voice and familiar story suddenly made Qin Yu sober. She immediately sat up and looked around.

A rural adobe house, an old house from the 198s, dimly lit, she couldn't make out the exact time.

But she was certain that she had returned to her teenage years...

This year, she seemed to be eighteen... Her birthday had not yet arrived.

With both her parents gone, she had been staying at her aunt's house in the countryside, living a life where three meals a day was a luxury.

Her aunt and uncle treated her harshly, not to mention deprived her of the opportunity to go to school.

Zhou Xiaomei, her aunt, was a traditionally soft-hearted rural woman.

Because she had come from the city to the country to join the workforce, she married a local man, had children, and missed the chance to return to the city.

She was among the first batch of young women who were sent to the countryside.

But fate was truly unfair, she stayed in the rural area for her child.

On the other hand, the mother of Qin Yu, because of her high school diploma, later went to college and then worked in an institute. Her life was quite good.

But then...

Her parents suddenly divorced. The mum and dad who were exceptionally kind to her suddenly didn't want her anymore.

Qin Yu thought back to her past life, she didn't know until her death, whether her mother had really died or after divorcing her father, didn't want her anymore?

When she was scouring the world looking for her mother, her biological mother never showed up.

Recalling the past, Qin Yu couldn't help holding the stiff and slightly damp quilt, crying.

Zhou Xiaomei was soft-hearted and kind-hearted. When she saw Qin Yu crying bitterly, she also started wiping her tears.

"Xiaoyu, it wasn't your Aunt who forced you to marry Zhou Jingchuan. It was your uncle who gambled you away to Zhou Jingchuan in a losing bet. Your cousin, Chunxiao, is only ten years old and you're our only niece. We don't have anyone else. Xiaoyu, please save your aunt's family. This could repay the kindness your aunt has shown in raising you all these years."

Zhou Jingchuan, Zhou Jingchuan...

In her last life, she was lost in a bet by her uncle and was married to Zhou Jingchuan.

At that time, she felt that she was still young and quite attractive. Yet, she had to marry a man ten years older than her. She felt resentful and silently cursed the unfairness of her fate.

In her previous life, she did resist, but in the end, she was forced by her uncle to be sent to Zhou Jingchuan's house.

She harbored the resentment in her heart until her death, and always despised Zhou Jingchuan.

But this man, other than the fact that she was won by him in a gamble, had no other faults.

He was good to her, as if wanting to spoil her to the skies.

But she was blinded by resentment, not seeing Zhou Jingchuan's goodness towards her, continuously acting out, and eventually brought about her own destruction...