A pampered young lady from a wealthy family is reborn, choosing a rich wife over a rich man.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of an old residential area.

After getting off the bus, Meng Zhixue ran all the way.

Seeing a group of people gathered around a dilapidated residential building in the distance, whispering and occasionally letting out exclamations, she immediately knew she had found the place.

Looking up, I saw a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair and an agitated expression standing on the rooftop, waving her arms and shouting something.

Fortunately, the police and fire department had arrived, and a rescue air cushion was set up at the scene, with an ambulance on standby outside.

Meng Zhixue's heart tightened, and she pushed through the crowd to rush upstairs.

The old residential buildings do not have elevators.

The building has seven floors. The narrow, dimly lit stairwell has a stuffy, musty smell. Meng Zhixue finally climbed to the top floor and was panting heavily.

She didn't even have time to catch her breath, anxiously searching around. When she saw Sister Chen, she quickly went to her.

"Sister Chen, I'm here..."

"Xiaoxue!" Sister Chen's eyes lit up, and she quickly pulled her over to Sister Chen, who was standing on the rooftop railing, and shouted, "Sister, look, my friend is here! I have many friends, we can definitely raise enough money for the medical expenses, you can trust me!"

After saying that, she looked at Meng Zhixue and pleaded in a low voice, "Xiaoxue, Xue Mei said... um, could you help me borrow 200,000 yuan from Young Master Zhou? I'll give you an IOU. My salary is okay, and I can pay you back in three years at the latest! I'll even pay you interest!"

"...No problem." Meng Zhixue hesitated for a moment, then nodded immediately.

"Sister, look, we have money for treatment!" Sister Chen immediately shouted to Sister Chen, "Come down from the railing first, let's figure out a solution together! There's always a way. We sisters have overcome so much hardship before, are we afraid of this little setback? Don't be afraid!"

As she spoke, Sister Chen looked at Meng Zhixue again.

Meng Zhixue understood and took out her phone.

Zhou Yu had called her three or four times before, but she didn't answer the phone with Sister Chen and wasn't in the mood to call back. She wondered if Zhou Yu would be angry about it and refuse to lend her money.

The main reason she hesitated was because she didn't have any prior relationship with Zhou Yu...

Under Sister Chen's expectant and pleading gaze, she contacted Zhou Yu while organizing her thoughts in her mind, trying to figure out how to start the conversation.

But as soon as Zhou Yu answered the phone and said "feed," she suddenly hung up.

"Xiaoxue..." Sister Chen looked at her nervously.

"It's alright," Meng Zhixue said, looking at her. "I won't look for Zhou Yu, I'll look for someone else."

She dialed Wei Suying's number.

Wei Suying's voice was full of concern as she asked, "Xuexue, what's the situation on your end? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes, Sister Ying," Meng Zhixue asked shyly, "I urgently need money. Could I please get an advance of a few months' salary?"

"How much?" Wei Suying asked bluntly.

Two hundred thousand.

"No problem!" Wei Suying said readily. "Don't mention any advance payment. It's just the cost of one bag. I'll transfer it to you right now. Consider it an early year-end bonus."

"Thank you, Sister Ying!" Meng Zhixue felt grateful and breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon after, 200,000 yuan arrived in the account.

Sister Chen held up her phone and shouted to Sister Chen, "Sister, the money's here! We have the money for treatment! We don't need that bastard Jia Ren anymore, we have money for treatment! Come down, we're going to the hospital right now! The doctor said your breast cancer isn't in the late stage, as long as the lesion is removed and you have a few more rounds of chemotherapy, you'll be fine!"

Who would willingly die unless forced into a corner?

Sister Chen's attitude visibly softened.

She covered her mouth and cried out, seemingly wanting to walk down the railing.

Sister Chen hurriedly stepped forward to help her, and Meng Zhixue couldn't help but feel happy. But just then, an angry voice suddenly rang out.

A balding, overweight middle-aged man, reeking of cigarettes and alcohol, stormed out of the stairwell, jumping up and down and roaring, "Me, a bastard? You sisters are the bastards!"

He pointed at Sister Chen and yelled, "After your sister married me, I've been the sole breadwinner! She's over forty and hasn't worked a single day, just enjoying a life of leisure at home, and she only gave me one son. How dare you say I'm heartless?!"

"If I talk to another woman for even a couple of minutes, she becomes suspicious and argues with me. Does she even know how tired I am from work?"

"She has cancer. Am I the one who doesn't want to treat her? If we sell the house to pay for her treatment, my son and I will be left starving. Would she be satisfied then?!"

Sister Chen trembled with anger: "Jia Ren, shut up! My sister has taken care of you and Jia Nan wholeheartedly, and hasn't let you worry about anything at home. What are you complaining about?"

"I'm not dissatisfied, it's your sister who's dissatisfied!" Jia Ren waved his hand and glared, saying, "Threatening me to jump off a building, you've really got guts! If you're so capable, go and die, then everyone'll be relieved!"

"You...you beast!" Sister Chen's eyes turned red with anger as she stepped forward and struck Jia Ren.

Jia Ren tried to fight back, but luckily several policemen stopped him and prevented him from succeeding.

Meng Zhixue glanced worriedly at Sister Chen, who had suddenly fallen silent, and pulled her forcefully, saying, "Sister Chen, calm down. Don't waste your breath on this person. Let's talk Sister Chen down first!"

Jia Ren was enraged, turning his anger towards Meng Zhixue: "Where did you come from, you little bitch? You want to be fucked, don't you? Come on, let me give you a good...

"How dare you speak like that?!" a police officer shouted angrily.

Some onlookers also shouted, "Jia Ren, are you sick in the head?! You're spewing nonsense!"

"Enough!" The high school boy, who had been standing quietly to the side, was overwhelmed by immense shame and roared at Jia Ren, "Dad, stop talking! Can't you watch your mouth?!"

"Mom, can you stop making a scene?!" He then looked at Sister Chen.

"Can't we just talk about this at home?" he shouted irritably. "Do you have to make a scene so everyone knows? You don't feel ashamed, but I do! What the neighbors are saying..."

"Jia Nan, stop talking!" Sister Chen screamed to stop her.

However, it was too late.

Looking longingly at the sky above, Sister Chen walked a few quick steps on the railing, rushed to a spot where the rescue airbag could no longer stop her, and resolutely jumped.

"Bang!" A muffled sound, like a water bag bursting, was followed by a series of piercing screams from downstairs.

"sister!"

"mom!"

"Help! Help!"

"..."

Meng Zhixue clutched her chest tightly with her right hand, feeling a sense of powerlessness as if she couldn't breathe.

The scene before her eyes was so jarring that her ears were filled with terrified screams and cries. She felt cold all over, as if she had been suddenly thrown into a dark, sunless deep sea, and was suffocating.

He was suffocating and about to die.

Suddenly her phone vibrated. She stared blankly at it and saw that it was a call from Zhou Yu.

Her eyes welled up with tears, and she hung up.

The opponent attacks again, and you get killed again.

She didn't know how she got back to the Jiangshan Imperial View Villa District.

It wasn't until her cold hands were firmly grasped, and she met Wei Suying's concerned eyes, with a chubby little girl stuffed into her arms, that she came to her senses and realized she was back in Villa No. 12.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she cried out "Sister Ying" in shock and fear.

"What's wrong? I'm here." While wiping away her tears, Wei Suying asked softly, "What happened? Tell me about it."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu, who had rushed over, immediately stopped at the door, his clear, cool peach blossom eyes looking at Meng Zhixue.