Reborn Aristocrat: Oppressing Chapter 4

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

How could an event so astonishing and unbelievable truly occur to her in reality?

Did the Heavens pity her?!

Thus, they granted her the opportunity to return to this moment and begin anew!

Begin anew!

Perfect.

She narrowed her eyes.

“Done thinking?” Gu Xin inquired gently.

Lu Manman pulled herself back to the present and glanced at her.

“Gu Xin, come here.”

Gu Xin felt a bit startled but complied.

Lu Manman abruptly pulled her into a tight embrace.

This woman had perished right before her eyes in the past.

They had shared their childhood: eating together, sleeping together, attending school together, experiencing love together, and engaging in countless foolish yet cherished activities. The memory of Gu Xin’s death had inflicted unbearable agony and left an indelible wound on her heart…

Fortunately.

She had been reborn into a time when Gu Xin still lived!

Gu Xin was baffled by Lu Manman’s unexpected hug. “What’s this? I told you, you can’t like me. I have a boyfriend!”

Lu Manman couldn’t suppress a laugh.

Gu Xin remained as endearing and oblivious as ever.

“You’re awake?” The ward door swung open, revealing a deep male voice.

Both women turned their heads.

“Let’s discuss compensation. I’m pressed for time.” His face was frosty, his voice equally detached.

Lu Manman scrutinized the man before her, eyes narrowing. “You’re the one who hit me?”

The man regarded her with icy impatience. “If the accident scrambled your brains, have your lawyer contact me.”

With that, he pivoted to leave.

“Wait,” Lu Manman commanded. “What compensation do you plan to offer?”

“Name your price,” the man replied curtly.

“Do you think I’m short on cash?” Lu Manman stared at him.

“Then I’m out.” The man prepared to depart.

“Let me finish speaking!” Her voice rose sharply. Lu Manman sensed thirty years of refined manners and poise evaporating in that instant!

The man halted.

The room fell utterly silent.

Lu Manman composed herself inwardly. “Let’s get married.”

Her statement rang crystal clear.

Silence enveloped the space.

Before the man could respond, Gu Xin blurted, “Manman, I should fetch the doctor for a CT scan on you!”

“Don’t move!” Lu Manman ordered her. “My head is perfectly clear.”

“If it were clear, you wouldn’t propose marriage to this guy!” Gu Xin exclaimed anxiously. “Do you even know who he is?!”

“I do.” She’d know him even reduced to dust!

“Do you know what a total scumbag he is?”

“I do.” She had investigated his family history down to his forebears.

“You do?” Gu Xin stared in shock.

“Mo Yuanxiu, 25 years old, the sole heir of the Mo Family’s third generation. Wen City’s most notorious wealthy young master and a playboy through and through. At 18, he impregnated a woman and made her abort. At 20, he toyed with a girl’s heart until she took her own life. At 23, a woman showed up with a child, insisting he was the father. Now at 25, three women orbit him.” Lu Manman recited it fluidly, sighing with relief afterward. She continued, “He’s achieved nothing substantial and angered his father to the point of a cerebral blood clot from hypertension. That’s the latest incident.”

Gu Xin’s vision blurred with stars and haze.

Mo Yuanxiu, the man in question, curved his lips into a smile. He remarked nonchalantly, “Since you’re aware of all that, why marry me still?”

Why?!

Countless reasons swirled in her mind, yet she quipped, “I enjoy pain.”

“Really?” Mo Yuanxiu let out a chuckle, then flashed a wicked grin. His chiseled features marked him as strikingly handsome and charismatic. “What luck—I’m into inflicting it!”