Rebirth from the Ashes Chapter 3

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Shen Xi repeatedly convinced herself that all those events were simply coincidences.

That belief held until her leukemia diagnosis hit. Her family insisted they'd all taken bone marrow matching tests, yet none proved compatible as donors. They encouraged her to stay strong, vowing to continue the search for a suitable match.

Weakened by her disease, she lay helpless in bed, her vitality draining away bit by bit each day.

During Su Ruowan's visit, she flaunted the bone marrow matching reports. Shockingly, all three brothers matched perfectly, but none offered to donate and save her.

Su Ruowan revealed that the injuries to Shen Xi's legs, hands, and face weren't mishaps—they were schemes she herself had orchestrated.

At that moment, Shen Xi burned with the desire to eliminate Su Ruowan and her entire family.

But illness had left her frail and fading, powerless to act as her foe thrived in bliss.

Her death came amid overwhelming grief, remorse, agony, isolation, and despair. Only then did she discover she existed within a novel called “Lady Luck”.

Su Ruowan shone as the cherished heroine, beloved by all. Her path gleamed ahead; parents and brothers doted on her endlessly; her devoted, mighty fiancé cherished her. Family bonds, romance, and success all flourished as she ascended life's heights.

Shen Xi, meanwhile, served merely as the tragic side character, existing to highlight the heroine's glory.

Su Yi's face turned thunderous. He swung his hand to strike her.

Shen Xi swiftly countered, whipping aside his slap with her lash.

The surrounding air exploded with a sharp crack, like she'd ripped a tear in the sky itself.

Su Yi yanked back his hand in terror.

Su Muyan snarled viciously, “Dad, she's utterly insolent and shows no deference to her seniors. She doesn't belong among us at all!”

Shen Xi unleashed a icy sneer. “Precisely, I'm not one of you. You're a swarm of maggots in a cesspool. How could filth like you spawn a pure soul like me?”

Regret?

Pain?

None remained.

All that filled her now was scorn, disgust, and loathing for them!

This time around, she refused to let destiny dictate her end in torment, solitude, and suffering.

Her goal: escape the Su family, thrive on her own terms, and let them taste the horror of an existence worse than death.

Su Yi fumed with rage. “Just look at you, you wretched girl! It's clear anything from the village is crude and unworthy of respect!”

“And if I hail from the village? That village girl is here to torment you. Your own grandfather crawled out of a village three generations back,” Shen Xi taunted.

“Dad, listen to her insolence!” Su Muyan trembled in outrage.

“Sassy little tramp, you must've picked up every village plague known,” Li Jingran spat, having always loathed her type.

Shen Xi shot back mockingly, “You're nothing but a scheming homewrecker. What gives you the gall to slander me? I grew up in the village with real values—I'd never shatter a family or stoop to mistress status!”

Li Jingran's fury surged, veins bulging as darkness clouded her sight and her legs buckled. Only a quick grab kept her from collapsing. Clutching her brow, she gasped, “Darling, I can't endure this. Handle her and banish her from my eyes. I never want to see her face again!”

How had she learned that?

Who spilled those secrets?

Li Jingran and her spouse ruled showbiz as a dynamic duo. No one knew he'd remarried!

Su Yi urged Li Jingran to rest. For the first time in the year she'd been home, he truly met his daughter's gaze. “What is it you demand?”

A full year since her arrival, and he'd never bothered to see her clearly. Now scrutinizing her, he noted she bore striking resemblance to his wife's eyebrows and eyes.

His wife was gorgeous. Inevitably, Shen Xi had inherited that allure, making her looks far from unattractive.