Yan Ruowei has become akin to a vegetative patient, bound to her bed, ever since a certain accident. However, her soul has been constantly transmigrating through various worlds.
Medical experts from all fields came to the conclusion that her chances of ever waking up were nothing short of diminutive. But the truth was much more complex than it appeared on the surface.
Only once Yan Ruowei has finished her final task in each world, can she safely return to her own body.
The harsh cold of winter flows in from the poorly sealed window, causing the hair of the woman on the sickbed to gently flutter.
Suddenly, the eyes of Yan Ruowei, who has been in deep sleep for three years, tremble slightly.
She finally manages to open her eyes, getting them to work was an arduous task similar to "herculean effort". Before she has a chance to clearly examine her surroundings, she hears a deliberately slowed down series of footsteps—Thump. Thump. Thump.
In the dead of the night, amidst the cold, eerie hospital, these footsteps sound as spine-chilling as the reaper himself.
The footsteps stop abruptly at the door of the ward but don’t proceed to enter.
Having been through ten rounds of transmigration, Yan Ruowei has an unusually high sensitivity to danger. Sensing an ill-intentioned visitor, she decides to feign sleep and patiently wait for the person to reveal their true intentions.
Accompanied by a creaking sound, the door is pushed open.
The figure walks directly to the bed and looks down at Yan Ruowei, remaining silent for a long time.
Who could it be?
"...Ruowei," a deep masculine voice reaches Yan Ruowei’s ears. The voice seems both strange and familiar.
"It's Father!"
Yan Ruowei was impatient to open her eyes, wanting to give her father a great surprise.
However, before she had even opened her eyes, she heard Yan Qingliang say, "Ruowei, don't blame Father for being ruthless.
Living like this is torment for you. Better to use your death to bring honor, wealth, and glory to our family..."
These words, like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguished the joy in Yan Ruowei's heart.
Yan Ruowei was stunned in disbelief, her heart churning like a turbulent sea. The once unquestionable fatherly love had become so alien to her at this moment.
Yet, Yan Ruowei, who has experienced many betrayals and injuries over the course of her ten life cycles, understood the weight of the phrase "You can know someone's face, but not their heart" better than anyone.
Perhaps, the father who was kind and gentle in her eyes, also had a hidden side unknown to others.
Yan Ruowei quickly calmed down, continued to pretend to sleep, wanting to see what Yan Qingliang would do next.
However, when it was time to make the tragic move, Yan Qingliang hesitated.
He had never killed anyone before, let alone his own biological daughter. But when he thought of the current plight of the Yan family, he steeled his heart.
"Ruowei, Father has no other options. If you want to blame someone, blame that bastard Jiang." Mentioning Jiang Bin, Yan Qingliang's voice was filled with bone-deep hatred.
Jiang?
Yan Ruowei was still trying to search this name from her blurry memory when she heard Yan Qingliang curse through gritted teeth, "That beast never loved you. I wondered at first, how could the sole heir of the most successful family in Wutong City be so devoted to you.
Turns out he courted you so enthusiastically just to trick you into marrying him, so he could use your blood to save his true love."
"The woman was his high school sweetheart, named Zhu Wanqin. She's diagnosed with aplastic anemia and can only survive through long-term blood transfusions.
She, like you, is of the rare P blood type."
"If it weren't for your blood type, how could Jiang Bin possibly take notice of us folks from the lesser classes?
After you became a vegetable, he tried to force us to agree to let you be that woman's 'living blood bank' and suppressed our company at every turn.
And because of all his targeting, our company went bankrupt!"
Hearing this, Yan Ruowei finally recalled who Jiang Bin was.
Jiang Bin was her first love.
Before she became a vegetable, Yan Ruowei was a rising young author with immense popularity. Coupled with her stunning beauty, she had indeed become the most dazzling and outstanding rose in Huaian City.
Which man in Yujiang didn't harbor admiration for her?
Jiang Bin was the best among her many suitors.
Jiang Bin was not a local of Yujiang. He was the eldest son of Wutong City's wealthiest family.
Wutong City, being the most bustling metropolis in the southern part of the country, made Jiang Bin's identity as the crown prince of the west state, his status, scholarship, and wealth, all stand out in the circle of the rich second generation.
When Yan Ruowei was 17, she acted as a bridesmaid for her senior sister and coincidentally encountered Jiang Bin, who had come to attend the wedding.
Jiang Bin fell head over heels for Yan Ruowei at first sight and initiated vigorous courtship towards her. All kinds of romantic gifts, fresh flowers, diamond rings, branded handbags, and clothes, were all presented to her.
What's even more astonishing was that Jiang Bin, busy as he was, insisted on taking his private plane to Yujiang every week, regardless of the weather.
Just for the sake of having dinner with Yan Ruowei, watching a movie, or appreciating a concert.
This infatuated pursuit, he persisted for a full two years.
But Yan Ruowei was not the kind of girl who loses her mind to love, she was perfectly clear-headed.
She understood that her outstanding appearance indeed possessed the capital to bewitch men, but Jiang Bin was a prominent rich young master, well-read, seen numerous people, how could he easily fall for her at first sight?
Just because his chasing tactics were too high-profile and fierce, Yan Ruowei was curious what he was really up to, so she pretended to accept his show of good intentions.
Unfortunately, she didn't get a chance to see through Jiang Bin's real intentions before she was reduced into a vegetative state by a falling glass.
Tsk, I didn't expect Jiang Bin to be such a love-struck fool.
But, you can be love-struck all you want, why do you have to prove your sincere intentions with my blood?
Hmph, if you dare touch my blood, be prepared to atone with all the blood in your body.
Upon learning of Jiang Bin's actions towards the Yan family, Yan Ruowei thought her father wanted to remove her breathing mask because he couldn't afford the expensive medical fees.
Although she felt extremely upset, she could barely accept this explanation.
Who would have thought that the following words of Yan Qingliang would directly stab Yan Ruowei's heart with countless wounds.
"Have you heard of the Ji family from Shen Yin Island? The sickly young master of Ji family has suddenly become critically ill and is afraid he won't survive tonight.
His mother is desperately looking for a girl with a clean family background and good character to get married."
"Ruowei, you are a well-known young female author, still a pure girl, with an indescribable charm. You are simply the perfect daughter-in-law choice that Mrs. Ji has been dreaming of.
"If you could pass away on the same night as Ji Jiayu, Lady Ji would definitely believe that you two are a heavenly match."
Yan Ruowei's mind buzzed, did she hear incorrectly?
Arrange a ghost marriage?
If she hadn't misunderstood, Yan Qingliang wants to remove her oxygen mask in order to suffocate her tonight, and then send her to the Ji family to have a ghost marriage with that sickly boy.
To what extent is Yan Qingliang wicked, to be ruthless enough to kill his own daughter and send her off for a ghost marriage!
It seems that she had thought too positively of this father of hers.