Going back to being twenty, taking her heartbroken son to a massage parlor.

Su Mu heard Jiang Yazhen's self-satisfied remarks about doing laundry and cooking.

Su Mu burst out laughing, finding even a rebuttal unnecessary.

"Doing laundry and cooking? You only pretend for those two weeks. You even hand-wash your underwear."

"And then what? Less than six months later, you started yelling about 'refusing to be a haggard housewife who spends all her time around the stove.'"

"In the past ten years or so, have you ever picked up a fallen broom at home?"

"You have the nerve to pat yourself on the back with your pampered lifestyle."

Su Mu shook his head, his tone full of disdain and relief.

"To be honest, spending over a decade with you is not as enjoyable as spending a single day with the real Jiang Yiyao."

"To this, I only have one thing to say."

Goodbye, my former love.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yazhen froze on the spot.

She truly realized that Su Mu was not joking. This resolute decision to completely sever ties stirred up waves of panic and regret in her heart for no apparent reason.

The two of them can never go back.

Hearing this, the group of girlfriends standing nearby stared at each other in disbelief.

Xia Yiyi stepped forward, her face full of doubt.

"Little sister, is there a hidden meaning in Su Mu's words?"

"What is the real Jiang Yiyao?"

Guo Rong waved her hand, adopting a knowing-it-all attitude.

"Hey, still don't you understand?"

"This is a metaphor."

"Su Mu means that Jiang Yiyao used to be exceptionally good, and the current you have greatly disappointed him."

Liao Yaqin, standing in the corner, lowered her head and suppressed a laugh.

Her great-grandfather has finally gotten over his past and completely gotten rid of his ex-wife's entanglement. If her great-grandmother saw this, she would be overjoyed.

Su Mu raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

"It's almost time."

He spoke to the screen in a relaxed tone.

"The grasslands and hillsides outside Jiangcheng, right?"

"Looks like your sister will be there soon too."

"If you have any grievances or resentments, save them for your sister."

"I should get going and take care of some business."

After saying that, Su Mu laughed.

This was the most genuine smile he had shown in a while.

With the inner demons gone, I felt completely relaxed.

Today is the real big day for Jiang Yiyao's return. To keep a low profile, he set up several tables of food and drink in front of the bamboo house on the mountain in Meijiang Village.

This was a welcome-back party for Jiang Yiyao, and also a belated wedding banquet.

There weren't many people invited; they were all close relatives.

His parents, the elderly couple from the Jiang family, and his former brother-in-law who was always clamoring to team up with him for online gaming.

On the other side of the screen, Jiang Yazhen was completely confused, her mind filled with questions.

"What do you mean?"

"Her sister?"

"Is Jiang Yiyao almost here?"

"Stop playing tricks! Do you think a dead person can climb out of a coffin?"

She had barely finished speaking.

Two words drifted in from afar on the wind.

"younger sister?".......

That gentle call was so familiar, it was ingrained in my very bones.

Jiang Yazhen shuddered.

She sat in the RV, quickly raised her head, and stared intently out the window.

The deep darkness of the night is fading.

A ray of dawn tore through the clouds and fell generously onto the meadow on the hillside.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the grass rippled like waves.

At the highest point of the hillside stood a woman.

She was wearing an old-fashioned floral maxi dress and a wide-brimmed sun hat.

The woman tilted her head slightly.

That face, those features... it was none other than her own sister, Jiang Yiyao.

Jiang Yazhen was completely dumbfounded.

It is common sense that the dead cannot be brought back to life.

But how do you explain this living, breathing person in front of you?

She didn't even bother to put on shoes and rushed out of the RV barefoot.

They scrambled and stumbled as they ran up the hillside.

This is her beloved older sister.

From childhood to adulthood, only her older sister never looked down on her.

Even if she has antisocial personality disorder, even if she has a strange temper.

Her older sister taught her the rules of conduct and how to navigate social situations.

Seeing that she was all alone, he even took the initiative to give up his own identity so that she could experience university life and feel the so-called friendship.

As her life drew to a close, her sister arranged everything so that she could live on in Jiang Yiyao's name. For Jiang Yazhen, the overwhelming joy of regaining what she had lost completely clouded her judgment.

The group of girlfriends all came out of the RV.

Several people stood on the grass, their jaws practically dropping to the ground.

It's a ghost!

How can there be two Jiang Yiyaos in this world?

They look exactly alike, even their figures are identical.

The woman standing on the hillside gave them an extremely strong sense of familiarity.

Those bright and clear eyes, that gentle and tranquil temperament.

She's practically a carbon copy of Jiang Yiyao from our college dorm back in the day.

Jiang Yazhen ran up to the woman, panting.

She stopped and gasped for breath.

Her eyes were red and swollen, tears welling up in them. "How could this happen..."

"Sister, you're really back?"

"I miss you so much, I really miss you!"

She opened her arms, instinctively wanting to rush into that warm embrace.

Just like when you were wronged as a child.

Jiang Yiyao took a half step back, raised one hand, and stood between the two of them.

"Don't come any closer."

These five words sound so light and airy.

Yet it carries an aloofness that keeps people at arm's length.

Jiang Yazhen's legs went weak, and she almost knelt on the ground.

Her worst fears came true.

Jiang Yiyao looked down at her, her eyes filled with disappointment. "Yazhen."

"You've disappointed your sister so much."

"I entrust the man I love most in my life to you, hoping that you two can live a good life together."

"But you didn't take good care of him, and you even lost him..."

These words struck a nerve.

Jiang Yazhen felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her from head to toe.

She fears nothing and no one, except her sister settling old scores with her.

Her sister's questioning terrified her more than any punishment.

Jiang Yazhen was so anxious that tears streamed down her face, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes tightly.

"I'm sorry, sister!"

"I was wrong, I really realize I was wrong."

"Please forgive me, okay?" "I'll do whatever you say from now on!"

Jiang Yiyao gently shook her head, her sigh fading into the wind.

"It's impossible, my dear sister."

"You used to have a bad temper and a quirky personality."

"But at least you can distinguish between good and bad, and understand what is right and wrong."

"But look at yourself now, what have you become?"

"Indulging in pleasure and averse to work."

"Do you have even the slightest sense of family responsibility left in your mind?"

"You only care about taking and take other people's efforts for granted."

"As a mother, you spend all day feeding your child all sorts of negative energy."

"As a wife, you can't even fulfill your most basic duties."

Jiang Yiyao spoke faster and faster, her emotions rising accordingly. "What's even more absurd is that, in order to get a divorce, you actually conspired with your best friend to set up a honey trap!"

"Using such despicable means to scheme against her own husband!"

"Just to come out and enjoy your so-called 'leading lady' life?"

"You really, really disappoint me."