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After learning of Lin's father's decision, the Li family was initially unwilling to take the opportunity to extort more compensation.

Unfortunately, Lin's father didn't give her a chance at all. He said that either Lin Xue would become Li Yang's wife, or the Li family would send her to jail and she would get nothing.

After some hesitation, the Li family remembered Li Yang's entanglement with spies, but still followed Lin's father's suggestion and chose to get the marriage certificate.

With Lin Xue's matter settled, Sang Huan's mother and father should return home. Naturally, Sang Huan and Song Ye's engagement banquet has been scheduled, so there's no need for them to continue suffering in the countryside.

After discussing it, the two families decided to let the two children get their marriage certificate first, and then transfer their household registration back to Song Ye's place. They would then go home with their respective parents and wait for the wedding in a few months before living together legitimately.

Song Ye was overjoyed when he saw the marriage certificate, but he became unhappy when he heard that they had just gotten married and were living in different places. He thought it made no sense for his wife to go back to her parents' home before he had even had a chance to get to know her.

He originally wanted to argue his case, but thinking that Sang Huan's parents were worried, he decided to go with Sang Huan himself so that they could have some time to get intimate.

At this point, Mr. and Mrs. Song kindly reminded him not to forget his profession.

The previously restless Song Ye immediately quieted down. And so, when Sang Huan's train arrived at the station, Song Ye, who had been clinging to Sang Huan, reluctantly let go of the little girl in his arms.

"Huanbao, do you still remember the two addresses I gave you? Once you get there, be sure to call or send me a telegram. As soon as I get back and finish this, I'll buy a ticket to come find you. Remember to think of me often and write to me whenever you have time."

If you get hungry, go to a restaurant. Eat or buy whatever you want. If you run out of money, just tell me. My mom has been saving up my allowance for years; it's enough for you. Don't be stingy, okay?

Song Ye held the girl's soft little hand and gave her instructions, clinging to her like glue, refusing to leave even after they reached the carriage.

Both sets of parents were speechless upon hearing this, and Sang Huan was truly at a loss for words.

"Okay, alright, your bus is almost at the station, go and keep your aunties company, I'm leaving now."

Watching Sang Huan leave without looking back, Song Ye, who was standing still, reached out his hand, but ultimately withdrew it.

He felt a little wronged, always feeling that his wife didn't love him as much as he thought. What if she met someone better when she returned to Shanghai? Would she leave him behind?

After all, she only got together with him by accident in the first place, and he seduced her with questions before she agreed to be with him.

Just as Song Ye was feeling increasingly uneasy, the girl who had already boarded the bus suddenly rushed back. Her hands were empty; she grabbed Song Ye's arm, stood on tiptoe, and, to Song Ye's astonishment, gently kissed his lips.

Then she turned around and waved to him.

"Song Ye, see you in a month!"

As Sang Huan left, the train doors closed, and station staff reminded everyone to maintain a safe distance. The green train slowly drove away...

After realizing what had happened, Song Ye raised his hand to touch his lips, then his eyes became exceptionally firm as he turned and walked towards his parents.

"Mom and Dad, thank you for your help. I'd like to transfer to Beijing!"

He'd made up his mind. Now that he was married to his wife, it was time to shift his focus.

At the very least, he didn't want his wife and children to worry about him all the time; he couldn't bear to.

Upon hearing this, the Song couple exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing a deep joy.

They had proposed bringing Song Ye back to the capital a long time ago, but unfortunately Song Ye was unwilling at the time, insisting on serving the country.

Every year, he participates in those dangerous missions, which worries Song's parents, who only have one son, terribly.

Sure enough, it's better for a person to get married. Once married, there are responsibilities, and naturally, one wouldn't dare to act so recklessly.

The Song couple agreed without hesitation. And so, the two families boarded opposite trains, but were heading toward the same future.

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When Lin Xue learned that her father had arranged for her to marry Li Yang, her world collapsed.

"No way! I'm my dad's only child! How could he just abandon me like this?! You're lying to me, aren't you?! You must be lying to me!"

"Why would I lie to you? Here, this is our marriage certificate. Didn't you like Li Yang to the point of being a madman? Alright, he's your man now."

The Li family was extremely impatient. They had been cleaning up Li Yang's excrement and urinating every day for the past two days, which was disgusting. Now, seeing Lin Xue's disheveled appearance, they didn't bother to lift her clothes and hurriedly shoved the marriage certificate into her hand.

Lin Xue opened the marriage certificate in her hand with trembling hands. Looking at the photo and name on it, she felt dizzy and her vision went black.

How could this happen? How could this happen!

Wasn't she already reborn? She was clearly a reborn person favored by God, so why did things turn out like this!

She had framed Sang Huan in her past life, but her father never blamed her. He clearly cared about his daughter!

She was the one who should have been with Song Ye; it was Sang Huan who ended up like this!

"Alright, stop playing dumb. Although the Li family won't pursue your matter, the higher-ups won't allow it. You and Li Yang both have to go to the farm for re-education! Li Yang is now disabled and can't work, so you have to help him finish his share!"

As he said this, two uniformed men walked up.

Lin Xue shook her head frantically at the sight, "No, I don't want this, my life shouldn't be like this."

She was reborn, and Song Ye should be with her now. She wants to become a military officer's wife and seize the opportunity to become an entrepreneur! This absolutely shouldn't be happening!

Yes, rebirth. She can be reborn once, and she can be reborn a second time!

She wants to be reborn! She wants to be reborn before Sang Huan, and to deal with Sang Huan beforehand!

Thinking of this, Lin Xue slammed her head against the wall next to her!

She believed that if she died again, she could be reborn!

It definitely will, haha...

Unfortunately, Lin Xue's wish did not come true. When she opened her eyes full of anticipation, she found herself in a stinking and filthy cowshed, and next to her lay a man convulsing and covered in excrement.

Inside the cowshed were several other disheveled, sallow-faced, and lifeless-eyed men.

Seeing that she had people with her, those people looked at her with disgust, dragged their tired bodies over and kicked her.

"New guy, hurry up and clean up your husband, he stinks! How can anyone sleep like this!"

"Yeah, that's disgusting. To marry a cripple, this person must be starving."

Lin Xue couldn't listen to what they were saying anymore. She suddenly burst into laughter, laughing until tears streamed down her face.

She was wrong; she really knew she was wrong.

If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have schemed against Sang Huan, and she shouldn't have conspired with Li Yang.

Human greed comes at a price.

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The news that Lin Xue had attempted suicide by banging her head against a wall but failed and went insane was only learned by Sang Huan on the day of Song Ye's wedding.

She wore a modified bright red long dress, her hair was styled in an updo, and her dark hair was adorned with small flowers of the same color. Her already pink lips were coated with a light layer of lip rouge, making them as delicate as roses blooming in the morning.

How did you know?

Sang Huan looked in the mirror and removed the various ornaments from her hair. Her slender, white fingertips gleamed with a pinkish, translucent luster under the candlelight.

Song Ye was wearing a uniform today. He had drunk some alcohol, and his wheat-colored skin was flushed.

He looked down at the girl before him. Her already fair and soft skin was made even more delicate by the wedding dress, like jade. Her misty eyes were as captivating as autumn water, and her pink lips opened and closed, making one irresistibly want to hold them... and savor them...

Newlyweds have a rule that they can't see each other for half a month. Heaven knows how much Song Ye missed her during that half month.

The intoxication amplified his desires and made him act more boldly.

He strode forward, picked Sang Huan up in his arms, placed her on the bed covered with a bright red quilt, and kissed her beautiful, rosy lips fiercely.

The scalding, intense heat hit him, and he was more frantic than ever before.

"Um... Song Ye, you still haven't told me what happened earlier..."

Before he could utter a word, he was swallowed up by the ferocity of the attack. As their breaths mingled and churned, the man's low, hoarse voice rang out.

"Huanhuan, today is your wedding day. Let's talk about other things after it's over, okay?"

His long, calloused fingertips caressed the girl's slender waist. He didn't give her a chance to speak before picking her up.

"Did Huanhuan scold me last time for being as stiff as iron, saying that I felt uncomfortable wherever I was touched? Well then, how about Huanhuan does ***** herself?"

Tears suddenly welled up in the corners of the girl's eyes, and a pitiful sob escaped her lips, her soft, aggrieved voice rising slightly before being pierced once more by the ***.

"Song Ye, you bastard..."

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