Chapter 2

This life is different from the last; this time, the roles have reversed.

Han Haotian and Lin Ningmei already felt guilty towards me, and now hearing how sensible I am, they are even more distressed.

Especially when Han Haotian, a man with a strong patriarchal streak, saw the scars on my body accidentally exposed, he was furious.

"How dare those two treat you like this!"

"Xiao Shuang, you've suffered a lot outside."

I happily nestled beside Lin Ningmei, shook my head, and said, "Not at all. Being able to see the most beloved mom and dad in this life makes all the past hardships seem like trials."

Lin Ningmei is religious. Hearing this, she felt hurt yet proud, thinking her own daughter is indeed fated to be with her.

Han Xiao sat on the sofa with a stiff face, looking more like an outsider.

She actually was an outsider.

After my words, she didn't know whether to leave or stay, so she awkwardly remained on the sofa, looking somewhat pitiable.

But I have no intention of letting her go.

The extreme cold is about to descend.

In the last life, after Han Xiao moved out, she made a big purchase just in time to survive the onset of the extreme cold.

But this time I returned to take revenge on everyone.

No one should have it easy.

I acted as if I suddenly remembered something and looked at Han Xiao apologetically, "I'm sorry, sister. I'm also saddened by your parents' affairs."

"The compensation should be coming soon. As their biological daughter, it's only right for you to claim it."

"It's not about the money. It's about this being the last gift they left you in this world..."

As I spoke, I lowered my head sadly and stroked the scars on my arm.

"Uncle and Aunt weren't good to me, but they raised me to this age. I hope you, as their biological daughter, will consider the gratitude of giving you life."

Hearing this, Han Haotian was indeed furious.

He snorted coldly, "Don't bother about your sister. She doesn't need that money."

He spoke without reservations because he considered Han Xiao his real daughter.

But for Han Xiao, who already knew she wasn't the real daughter of a wealthy family, these words were particularly irritating.

Han Haotian seemed content with my consideration and lack of conflict.

He waved his hand grandly and handed me a card.

"Use the money on this card, Xiaoxiao, Xiao Shuang. You both are my daughters, so take the compensation from those people and donate it. Dad doesn't need your money, and we shouldn't use such dirty money."

Lin Ningmei also painfully took my arm.

She softly stroked my hair and said lovingly to Han Haotian, "Xiao Shuang is indeed like me, but at such a young age, shouldn't have suffered so much."

She then turned to me, "Buy whatever you want, mom will give you another card later."

"Xiaoxiao, take your sister and familiarize her with the area, you two sisters should get along."

Han Xiao had no choice but to agree with a stiff face.

I knew that given Han Haotian's generosity, this card had at least hundreds of thousands, if not a million.

And with Lin Ningmei, it goes without saying—she seemed kind and gentle, but she was actually the true authority in this family.

As long as I pleased her, everything would be fine.

I clenched the card in my hand.

With this card, I certainly won't be as desolate as to die in the extreme cold.

And Han Xiao...

I sweetly smiled at Han Xiao, "Sister, thank you for your trouble."

Your life will come to an abrupt end soon.