1 Don't Touch Her

Her fiancé: "Nan Qiao, if you still have any dignity left, stop pestering me. The person I love is Zhi Zhi. In any case, I am still engaged to a girl from the Nan family. As long as you don't say anything, no one will know that there was a swap."

Her father: "Nan Qiao, can you stop creating a fuss? If not for your sister, you would have died long ago. Is this how you should treat your savior?"

Her eldest brother: "Nan Qiao, I'm really disappointed in you. You weren't like this in the past. You're no longer the sister I know."

Her second brother: "Nan Qiao, you actually hit your youngest sister. Don't you know that her body is too weak to withstand this kind of torture?"

Her third brother: "I didn't expect you to be so heartless. I'll pretend that I don't have a sister like you in the future."

Her grandfather and grandmother: "Kick her out. Our Nan family doesn't need such an unfilial granddaughter!"

The harsh accusations and criticisms she heard tortured her to the point of wanting to die.

It wasn't like this. This wasn't what happened at all.

Why! Why did they only believe Nan Zhi's one-sided words?

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"Ah!"

Nan Qiao suddenly woke up from the bed sweating profusely. Her lips were slightly pale, and she was breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently.

Beads of sweat dripped down her smooth jawline onto the blanket. The overwhelming despair almost swallowed her.

In this unfamiliar yet familiar environment, Nan Qiao tightened her grip on the blanket and gradually came to her senses. The calendar on the table was dated XX04, May 13th. It was the week after that incident with Nan Zhi.

She had been reborn!

The world she was in was a book's world. Everything had long been written down. Unfortunately, she was not the female lead. She was just a supporting actress.

She had been a pampered daughter since she was born and was doted on by many. Her three brothers fought to dote on her and she was the treasure of her parents. However, all of this ended with her mother's death.

After losing her mother, her father brought back the mistress he had secretly kept outside and her daughter, Nan Zhi, who was only half a year younger than her.

Nan Zhi was the female lead in the book. She was gentle, beautiful, knowledgeable, and loved by all. As soon as she appeared, she quickly attracted the attention of her brothers. Even her grandparents, who had always favored boys over girls, liked her very much and everyone spoke up for her.

And the incident that really changed everyone's attitude and made them like Nan Zhi and hate her was when a flower pot fell from the school building and almost landed on her head a week ago.

At that time, Nan Zhi pounced on top of her and saved her life, but Nan Zhi's leg was broken and she had to sit in a wheelchair for a year.

After this incident, Nan Zhi won the pity of the entire family, and her nightmare began.

No matter what happened, everyone would always side with Nan Zhi. Nan Zhi also happened to like everything she liked, including her fiancé.

They always said, "Let Nan Zhi have him. You owe her your life, so don't be so calculative."

And then, her father eventually tricked her into transferring all her shares to Nan Zhi and chased her out of the family.

But even so, Nan Zhi did not let her off and even found someone to taint her reputation.

In her despair, she fought back against those hooligans and was beaten to death.

Nan Qiao hugged her slender body tightly and curled up in a corner. Her heart was already covered in frost, and she trembled.

The disdain of her family in her previous life was fully etched in her mind. They tortured her for countless days and nights.

Her red eyes were filled with despair.

With a low and hoarse sobbing voice, she muttered, "This time, it's me who shall abandon you all."

After an unknown period of time, a voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Nan Qiao, are you still not up yet? It's time for breakfast." Her stepmother, He Qian, did not knock on the door and pushed it open directly.

"Get out!" Nan Qiao shouted sternly.

He Qian was frightened and was slightly stunned. When she regained her senses, she she said in an unfriendly tone, "What's wrong with you? Why are you throwing a tantrum so early in the morning?"

Nan Qiao clenched her fists, grabbed the makeup box at the side, and threw it over.

"I asked you to get out. Didn't you hear me?"

He Qian took three steps back in fear and stood at the door, not daring to speak.

Suddenly, she saw a man walking over from the side. He Qian restrained her expression and straightened her back, switching to an aggrieved expression.

"Qiao, I know you've never liked me very much, but I've been married into this family for ten years. Even if I didn't make much contributions, I've worked hard…"

"What's wrong, Auntie He?" A deep male voice sounded.

He Qian quickly pretended to have just discovered him and acted a little surprised. Then, she smiled bitterly and said, "Xuan, why are you here? It's nothing. I just came to call Nan Qiao downstairs for breakfast."

"What are you doing so early in the morning?" The Eldest Brother, Nan Xuan, walked over slowly in a black and gold velvet pajamas. He rubbed his head and looked like he had just returned from a run and finished taking a shower.

"I heard you throwing a tantrum a few rooms away and you even learned to smash things. You're getting more and more capable now. Zhizhi is still in the ICU. She risked her life for yours in exchange for you to treat her mother like this?"

Nan Qiao's eyes turned red when she saw her eldest brother. She recalled everything that had happened before her rebirth. Nan Zhi was the murderer who killed her, and her brother was the accomplice who handed the knife to Nan Zhi.

The girl's eyes were red, but her gaze became even more ruthless as she stared at him coldly.

"You get out too."

He Qian gasped in surprise.

In the past, even if Nan Qiao was a little rebellious, she would at most disobey her father and never dared to disobey her brothers. But now, she actually stood up against her eldest brother.

"Nan Qiao! Do you know who you are talking to?" Nan Xuan pulled off the towel on his head and said angrily.

Nan Qiao held back her tears, not wanting to lose her aura. Her clear eyes glared at him angrily. "I know, you're Nan Zhi's good brother, Nan Xuan."

Nan Xuan raised his hand and slapped Nan Qiao's face.

Nan Qiao heard the wind blowing past her ears and stared at Nan Xuan without blinking.

She wanted to see clearly how her good brother, who had always protected her since she was young, ruthlessly end their sibling relationship.

This slap finally stopped only three inches away from Nan Qiao's face.

"Nan Jin, why are you stopping me? If I don't teach her a lesson today, she'll turn the world upside down." Anger surged in Nan Xuan's heart, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

When Nan Qiao saw that the person who came was her second brother, Nan Jin, she clenched her fists even tighter. Her nails were almost embedded into the flesh of her palm. The pain in her heart pressed down on her until she could not breathe.

She closed her eyes in resignation. Her second brother had always been at odds with her. If her eldest brother wanted to beat her up, her second brother would definitely clap his hands in praise. Now that he was stopping him, he was probably trying to ask him to let him do the slapping instead.

After this slap, she would no longer owe them anything.

The slightly tanned arm blocking in front of her was gripping Nan Xuan's wrist especially hard.

"Don't touch her!"

Nan Qiao suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her second brother, Nan Jin, in surprise. She frowned slightly.

"Nan Jin!"

Nan Jin looked like he had not slept all night. There were still thick dark circles under his eyes, and his long hair was messy. The corners of his lips were pursed, and his jawline was sharp. His brows frowned slightly. "I said, don't touch her."