Chapter 2: Stop! That’s My Letter

Song Yan never expected Fu Mingxue to just run off like that. The way she looked at him just now, as if he were garbage, had really stung him.

And wait—wasn’t Fu Mingxue supposed to not know how to swim? How was she swimming so well now?

The farther Fu Mingxue ran, the clearer her mind became.

Especially when she saw the iconic shops from the late 1970s lining the street—she finally felt the reality of being reborn.

She never imagined she’d really be reborn, and sent back to the very beginning of all her misfortunes.

In her previous life, it was also today that she accidentally fell into the water after being bumped. Since she couldn’t swim, Song Yan, who happened to be passing by, saved her.

Back then, people were simple and conservative. Being hugged and held by Song Yan in public basically meant she’d lost her reputation.

She had no choice but to marry him.

Of course, there was also gratitude—after all, Song Yan had saved her life.

Besides, Song Yan came from a good family, was good-looking, and was already a deputy commander at a young age, with a bright future ahead.

There was only one flaw—Song Yan had one-year-old triplets at home.

Just a month earlier, his ex-wife had divorced him.

Even so, there were still plenty of women willing to be matched with him.

Because there were children at home who needed care, she and Song Yan got married quickly.

But on their wedding night, Song Yan was called back to the army.

She stayed at the Song family home to look after the three one-year-olds, and also took care of her bedridden mother-in-law.

For those three children, she poured her heart and soul into raising them, encouraging them to work hard, and eventually, all three got into top universities.

After they got married and had children of their own, she even went to their homes to help take care of her grandchildren.

She never expected that after her youngest daughter’s child started kindergarten, she would fall seriously ill from years of exhaustion.

She thought the three children would pay for her treatment—after all, none of them lacked money.

But to her shock, they kicked her out of the house, saying she wasn’t their real mother.

What made her most furious was that Song Yan, that scumbag, actually remarried his ex-wife, Bai Siqi.

She made a scene in her anger, but never expected the whole family would tell her—she and Song Yan were never really married, since they’d never even registered their marriage.

Sick, penniless, and with nowhere to go, she finally died under a bridge.

But heaven had eyes—she was reborn right at the start of all her troubles.

This time, Song Yan and his family of ingrates could forget about her sacrificing for them.

This time, she was going to college herself.

That’s right—college! Her college acceptance letter should be arriving today.

In her previous life, she’d fallen into the water and been saved by Song Yan, but she’d swallowed a lot of water and passed out.

As a result, she never received her college acceptance letter.

She thought she hadn’t gotten in—but years later, she accidentally overheard someone calling Bai Siqi by the name Fu Mingxue.

When she tried to find out more, Song Yan, looking panicked, dragged her away.

And that was the end of it.

Could it be—Bai Siqi took her college acceptance letter and went to university in her place?

At this thought, Fu Mingxue’s face changed dramatically.

It had to be.

Bai Siqi’s grades were never as good as hers—how could Bai Siqi have gotten in, but not her?

And as for today’s incident at the river, she was certain someone had bumped into her on purpose.

And Song Yan just happened to be there to save her? Was it really all just a coincidence?

Thinking of this, she quickened her pace—

When she finally reached the mouth of the alley, panting, she suddenly saw Bai Siqi talking to a postman. The postman handed Bai Siqi a letter.

Fu Mingxue’s heart skipped a beat. She ran over with all her strength.

She snatched the letter right out of Bai Siqi’s hands.

Bai Siqi hadn’t been on guard. Seeing the envelope taken, she instinctively tried to grab it back. “What are you doing? Give that back—that’s my letter!”"