He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

It turns out that all the tenderness and birthday surprises tonight were fake.

From beginning to end, this was all a scheme designed to trap her.

A wave of immense grievance and confusion washed over her, but she didn't even have the strength to ask any questions.

My body went limp and I fell forward, my eyelids so heavy I could no longer hold them open.

Just a second before she was about to fall completely to the ground, Fu Yanchen, who had been sitting still, suddenly stood up.

He strode quickly, reaching her in an instant and catching her as she slumped to the ground.

His strength was gentle yet firm, and he steadily lifted the person up horizontally.

The little girl in his arms was soft and warm, quietly nestled in his embrace, completely unconscious.

Fu Yanchen lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her peaceful yet pale sleeping face. His fingertips gently brushed her cheek, his eyes filled with an obsession that no one could understand.

He murmured softly, "Little sister, so naughty, why are you so disobedient?"

The first sensation that came upon regaining consciousness was a dull, splitting headache.

Her eyelids felt as heavy as lead. With difficulty, she lifted her eyelashes, and a blinding white light instantly flooded her eyes, causing her to squint instinctively.

The surroundings were unfamiliar and quiet rooms, lacking the cozy warmth of a villa, only cold, lifeless air.

She tried to raise her hand to rub her throbbing temples, but suddenly found that she couldn't move her limbs.

My wrists and ankles were firmly secured to the chair with soft yet strong straps, leaving me no room to struggle.

The sleepiness in my heart was instantly shattered by panic, and a chill ran straight up from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

Sang Jiuning suddenly opened her eyes wide and hurriedly turned her gaze. The next second, she met the figure lying on the sofa not far away.

Fu Yanchen sat opposite her, his posture upright and his expression unusually calm.

He didn't speak, but his deep eyes locked onto her, filled with a coldness and complexity she had never seen before, completely different from the gentle and doting brother she knew.

At this moment, he was both unfamiliar and frightening.

Sang Jiuning's heart clenched tightly, pounding wildly. She was both frightened and bewildered, her voice hoarse from just waking up and trembling slightly: "Brother... why did you drug me? And why did you tie me up here?"

She couldn't understand it, she really couldn't understand it.

On her joyful twentieth birthday, he personally sang her a birthday song, cut the cake, and celebrated with her in a lively atmosphere. How did it all turn out like this in the blink of an eye?

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen slowly raised his eyes, his thin lips curving into a faint, cold smile.

The smile lingered on his lips, but didn't reach his eyes at all; it was cold and indifferent, exuding a chilling detachment.

"Because you're not good."

He spoke in a flat tone, as if stating something trivial: "You're not an obedient sister."

Sang Jiuning stared at him blankly, her mind a complete mess.

The person in front of her was so unfamiliar that it chilled her to the bone.

What exactly happened?

Fu Yanchen looked at the confusion, fear, and bewilderment in her eyes, and at her wet eyes, but he still didn't soften in the slightest.

It was as if he had finally found an outlet for his pent-up repression and obsession over the years. He slowly opened his mouth and revealed a shocking secret that overturned all of Sang Jiuning's understanding.

"You must find it strange that I suddenly became like this."

Fu Yanchen's gaze was fixed on her, his voice low and hoarse, carrying the vicissitudes of life and death, "Then let me tell you, anyway, in a little while, you'll forget everything."

"I was reborn."

Those four short words exploded in Sang Jiuning's mind like a thunderclap.

Sang Jiuning's pupils shrank suddenly, and she froze completely, even forgetting to breathe.

Rebirth? How is that possible?

Before she could process this explosive news, Fu Yanchen's voice continued, each word shattering her worldview.

"In my past life, I was the one who ran you over while driving."

Sang Jiuning shuddered, an extreme chill sweeping over her entire body, her hands and feet instantly turning icy cold. She stared at him in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Did he run her over?

Did Fu Yanchen kill the original owner of this body in his past life?

"You must be wondering why I'm treating you like this, since we've been such good siblings since we recognized each other." Fu Yanchen lowered his eyes, concealing the dark emotions surging within them. "Because we're not proper cousins ​​at all; we're half-siblings."

Sang Jiuning was completely stunned, her mind buzzing and blank.

"The uncle you mentioned is my father." Fu Yanchen's tone was calm, but his words were cold. "He was obsessed with your mother his whole life, but your mother always treated him only as a brother. There was only pure brotherly and sisterly affection between them, without a trace of romantic love."

"My dad was unwilling to accept it, and one time when he was drunk, he forcibly ruined my mom's body."

"Due to pressure from my great-grandfather and the bond of raising siblings over the years, my mother couldn't expose the truth and could only endure it alone, living in pain and torment every day. She gave birth to me when she was eighteen."

At this point, Fu Yanchen's tone carried a faint hint of self-deprecation, reflecting the grievances he had accumulated since childhood.

"But she hated me from beginning to end."

"I am proof of her shame, a stain she can never get rid of for the rest of her life. From childhood to adulthood, I desperately craved even a little bit of maternal love, but she was too stingy to give me even a word of concern or a glance."

Sang Jiuning listened in a daze, her heart inexplicably heavy. She could never have imagined that her gentle and kind mother had such a painful past.

"Later, my grandfather pressured her to marry, so that she could completely get rid of the stain of her past." Fu Yanchen raised his eyes, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in them. "I was not reconciled. If I can't have her, no one else can. I hate that she never loved me, so I pushed her off the building with my own hands. I was not even six years old that year."

Sang Jiuning gasped, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

She never knew that Fu Yanchen harbored such deep and twisted hatred and obsession in his heart.

"She was seriously injured in the fall and was in a coma for many years." Fu Yanchen's tone was terrifyingly calm. "But after she woke up, her heart and eyes were still not filled with me. From beginning to end, it was all about you. She cared about you, loved you, and favored you. Even though she suffered all kinds of hardships, the one she cared about most was still you, her daughter."

Extreme jealousy and resentment festered in his heart for a lifetime.

"Why?" he murmured, his tone obsessive and crazed. "I couldn't get my mother's love, but you were born to have her favoritism. I was insanely jealous, so in my past life, I vented all my resentment on you and ran you over with my car."

Sang Jiuning's tears fell without warning; she was both scared and panicked, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"In this life, after I died, I was reborn." Fu Yanchen gathered his chaotic thoughts, his gaze fixed firmly on Sang Jiuning's face again, filled with an unwavering determination. "I returned to the year you were still alive and well, with all the memories of my previous life."