"Old Sang, congratulations! You and Director Shen will be in-laws from now on!"
"Old Sang's daughter is indeed talented, able to marry the son of Director Shen, from now on your family will certainly rise in prosperity!"
"What 'Old Sang, Old Sang'? From now on, you'll have to call him Deputy Director Sang!"
"Yes indeed, Old Sang will be the Deputy Director from now on, we will all need to rely on him!"
"Old Sang, Director Sang, don't forget about us when there are any benefits in the future!"
...
In the midst of the clamor, Sang Wan slowly wakes up.
But when she opens her eyes and sees her surroundings, she is suddenly startled and sits up.
This tiny room, with its familiar yet strange layout, the walls pasted full of newspapers, and the economically drawn pair of "double-happiness" signs stuck on the head of her bed.
Is this... her room?
Didn't a truck hit and kill her?
How did she return to her own room?
Thinking back on the scene of the accident, Sang Wan instinctively checks her body, but fails to discover any wounds.
What is going on?
"Squeak--"
Just as Sang Wan was lost in thought, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside and a pair of middle-aged couple dressed up in festive attire entered.
"Why hasn't Ci An come to pick up the bride even after twelve o'clock?"
"Just wait a bit more, perhaps he was delayed by something..."
"What are we waiting for? He's clearly not considering our feelings!"
"Hush, lower your voice, it's not good if others hear..."
While Sang Wan watched the arguing couple in front of her, it all suddenly in an instant.
She had been reborn.
Back to the day she married Shen Ci An.
The two people in front of her were her parents, Sang Hua Jun and Liu Hong.
Seeing Sang Wan sitting on the bed, staring dazedly, Liu Hong was immediately displeased!
"Look at you, if you were a bit more capable, you wouldn't be dismissed by Shen Ci An!"
"Now look, with so many guests waiting outside, if he doesn't come to pick up the bride soon, we are going to lose face!"
"If we had known you were such a useless person, we wouldn't have relied on you!"
Sang Hua Jun said, "You can't blame Wanwan for this..."
In his view, the Shen's family probably wanted to make a show of power, expecting her to be obedient once she entered their home. Liu Hong, however, failed to consider all these factors.
"How can she not be blamed? She can't even keep a man after raising her for so long!"
Liu Hong's words grew more livid and insulting by the second, making Sang Wan secretly sneer within her heart.
Fate had been kind, allowing her to return once again to the day she married Shen Ci An.
In her past life, on this same day, her "best friend" Jiang Mengyao had a heart attack, and Shen Ci An stayed by her side, leaving her - the new bride - neglected.
It was only until after nightfall that no one from Shen's family came for her.
After the Sang family's guests dispersed, she became the laughing stock of everyone.
Under normal circumstances, being abandoned by the groom's family like this would mean the wedding was off.
However, in order to climb up in life through Shen's family, Sang Wan was forced to proceed with the wedding, even if her only dowry was a semi-new quilt.
Knowing well that the Shen's family didn't care about her, she still clung onto them - one could only imagine the cold treatment she was bound to receive.
In the Shen family, not only was she molded to fit the family's needs, she was also plotted against by Jiang Mengyao to be sold and endure ten grueling years up in the mountains.
After much difficulty, when she finally managed to escape back to her home, she found that Jiang Mengyao had taken her place and even her husband and child wouldn't recognize her.
In the end, during a dispute with Jiang Mengyao, she was pushed into the street and killed by a passing truck...
Slighting tilting her head, Sang Wan looked into the mirror placed by her bedside.
The reflection of her, dressed in fresh green military uniform with a red flower pinned to her chest and meticulously made up face.
Slowly standing up, Sang Wan flashed a smile at the pleasant face in the mirror.
Her lips curled in a smile, yet her eyes were chillingly cold.
In her past life, she had yearned to marry Shen Ci An, only to suffer such an ending.
In this life, she would not repeat the same folly.
The Shen family, Shen Ci An, Jiang Meng Yao...
Those who had caused her death, she would make them pay in blood!
