After wandering in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, Gu Weiwei suddenly opened her eyes.
She found herself no longer in a hospital bed, but in a bedroom with a cold-toned decor. The faint sound of running water coming from the bathroom could be heard.
She rubbed her aching head, only to find her hand covered in blood.
Looking down, she realized she was only wearing a silk nightgown, and nothing underneath.
Not daring to linger in this unfamiliar room, she grabbed the cabinet and stumbled towards the door.
The bathroom door opened, and she bumped into a man wrapped only in a towel, still dripping wet.
His lean, muscular chest exuded a deadly sexiness.
She slowly looked up, seeing the man's frosty face, and her eyes widened in horror.
Fu… Fu Hanzheng?
How did she end up here?
He was the head of the Fu Group, a leading figure in the Chinese business world.
And also… the Gu family's mortal enemy.
Fu Hanzheng grabbed the girl's slender arm, his deep black eyes flashing with a hint of fire, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy.
"You're still not giving up?"
"What's wrong with me?"
Gu Weiwei struggled, but her arm was gripped painfully. Her
low-cut nightgown couldn't conceal her ample bosom.
Fu Hanzheng's eyes darkened further as he dragged her to the bedside and shoved her forcefully onto it.
He then lifted her nightgown and pressed himself against her, thrusting into her delicate territory without any foreplay.
The tearing pleasure made Gu Weiwei scream in pain, her face instantly draining of color.
She struggled to escape, but the man held her firmly on the bed, ravaging her relentlessly.
Fu Hanzheng's voice was cold and icy, "You've used these tricks time and time again, isn't that what you want?"
"It wasn't me, it wasn't what I wanted..." Gu Weiwei cried out.
What had happened?
She hadn't died at Ling Yan's hands, but had fallen into Fu Hanzheng's.
And to be violated like this.
The torment seemed endless.
The pain became unbearable, and she lost consciousness.
...
After an unknown amount of time, the incessant noise gave her a headache, forcing her to wake up.
"Mu Weiwei, the doctor said you're out of danger, what are you pretending for?"
"Grandma only let you stay at the Fu family because she pitied you, but you're really greedy, even drugging my brother to get into his bed..."
Gu Weiwei looked at the unfamiliar people and environment before her, her face blank.
She couldn't tell if it was real or a dream.
Meng Ruya, dressed in a high-fashion dress, pushed the young man out of the room.
"Second Young Master, you go out first, let her change her clothes and come downstairs."
Gu Weiwei sat up, a sharp pain shooting through her lower body, her bones feeling like they had been broken and reassembled.
Meng Ruya helped her out of bed and took her to the bathroom.
"Take a shower and change your clothes first."
Gu Weiwei was pushed into the bathroom, and when she saw herself in the mirror, her breath trembled in horror.
In the mirror was a young and innocent girl, probably only eighteen or nineteen years old.
But she didn't look like herself.
Unfamiliar memories flooded her mind like a tidal wave.
She stared blankly at the girl in the mirror, unable to believe what had happened to her.
She was dead.
But she had been reborn as another person, an eighteen-year-old girl named Mu Weiwei.
And everything she had suffered was because of the original owner of this body, Mu Weiwei.
Yesterday, Mu Weiwei, taking advantage of Fu Hanzheng's slightly drunk state after returning from the party, drugged the hangover soup prepared by the maid and deliberately wore a sexy nightgown, intending to offer herself to him.
As a result, when Fu Hanzheng pushed her away, she hit her head on a cabinet and died.
The woman who woke up in her body, however, bore all the consequences in her place.