Dream Reading

My sister was an angel sent from heaven, but I was the reincarnation of a debt collector.
At five, I bit a rabid dog to death in the village.
At seven, I burned down a neighbor's house.
At eight, I drowned a childhood friend.
The entire village feared and hated me, wanting to burn me alive to rid of the menace, but only my twin sister protected me, pleading on my behalf.
To quell the anger of the villagers, my parents sent me to a psychiatric hospital for ten years.
But on the day of my discharge, I learned that my sister had been humiliated by a school bully and had committed suicide.
Standing by my sister's cold corpse, my mother, with reddened eyes, said to me, "If you truly are a debt collector, then go and collect the debt for your sister!"


After My Sister's Death, I, a Debt Collector, Avenged Her

In the video, Meng Yao acts both crazily and provocatively.


"It must be that bitch Tang Fei trying to get back at me! Deliberately using a fake composite video to drive a wedge between us!"


Fear flashed in Meng Yao's eyes, she immediately denied it and started cursing at me.


Oh? The video might be fake, but what about the abortion report stamped by the hospital?


Seeing the paper I took out again, Meng Yao collapsed on the ground in despair.


Qin Hao is a petty person, how could he allow his woman to cheat on him?


Enraged, Qin Hao slapped her across the face and started kicking and punching her.


I watched her being beaten with amusement, her screams so pathetic and ridiculous.


The one who accompanied her to the abortion back then was my sister!


For the sake of her reputation, my sister kept this a secret.


Not only did she forget the sisterhood, but she also conspired with the campus bully to backstab my sister!


Her current plight is a well-deserved consequence!


After getting tired of hitting her, Qin Hao kicked her away in disgust and handed her over to his men to deal with her as they pleased.


The lackeys dragged her out of the classroom as she howled in pain.


In the large classroom, only the two of us remained.


"You deliberately used the abortion report and obscene video to provoke me into dealing with Meng Yao, what are you really after?"


I walked flirtatiously up to him, wrapped my arms around his, and whispered in his ear, "I have no bad intentions, I just want to replace her and become your woman."


Qin Hao didn't speak, he just continued to scrutinize me with a strange look.


The next second, he tore open my school uniform, revealing my scar-covered shoulder.


Only when he saw the cigarette burn scar did the vigilance in his eyes disappear.


This burn mark was what he had personally seared onto my sister's shoulder with a cigarette.


And I had replicated it on myself in the same way.


He did not notice anything unusual, just as expected.


Qin Hao raised his hand, holding my waist, and playfully asked me how I wanted to become his woman.


I wrapped my arms around his neck and teased, "Tonight at nine, bring Meng Yao to the usual place, and don't be late."


The usual place I mentioned was the woods where he tortured my sister for seven hours.


After speaking, I swayed my seductive hips and left the classroom.


My change in attitude left him still somewhat suspicious.


After I left, Qin Hao picked up his phone and called the dean's mom, asking her to find someone to investigate what had happened to me recently to cause such a big change.


At nine in the evening, Qin Hao, who hadn't received any news, showed up in the woods on time with a resentful Meng Yao.


The traces of their tormenting my sister were still evident on the ground around them.


An eerie wind blew past, instantly giving Qin Hao goosebumps.


As the two fidgeted uneasily, they noticed my silhouette appearing from afar, walking slowly towards them.


At the same moment, Qin Hao's phone rang.


"Hao Hao, I've looked into it for you, Tang Fei is already dead."


On the other end of the line, Qin Hao's mother's voice sounded a bit tense, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "Today should be her seventh day of passing."


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