Mr. Yu, your wife has gone crazy after her rebirth.

After taking a shower and preparing to go to sleep, Jiang Youling suddenly received a text message.

The message was not signed, just a number and one sentence--------

"Tomorrow night at 808 o'clock, Emperor Entertainment Club, Box , if you don't come, I will go to the Jiang family to arrest someone!"

This domineering tone made Jiang Youling feel particularly friendly.

In fact, she knew who it was just by looking at the string of numbers.

Alas! What is coming will come, and you can't escape it after all!

The next afternoon, I had a long phone call with Yu Zhiyan, chatting for about an hour.

The main reason is that the two of them haven’t seen each other recently because they are both busy.

In the evening, Jiang Youling changed her clothes and drove her Ferrari to the Emperor to keep her appointment.

The elevator door slowly opened, and a warm greeting came:

"Welcome to the Emperor's Club!"

Rows of tall and beautiful women stood in the lobby in front of the elevator and bowed to Jiang Youling to welcome her.

Jiang Youling glanced at their curvy figures and subconsciously pushed up her chest.

Their clothes are revealing, making it seem as if they are the only ones with big thighs and big breasts.

I have it too!

The waiter led Jiang Youling directly to Room 808. Along the way, many men cast admiring and eager glances at her.

It’s not their fault that they are too lustful, but that Jiang Youling is too charming.

After entering the club, Jiang Youling took off her coat.

She was wearing a royal blue silk blouse with a neck strap. The black round collar perfectly highlighted her elegant white neck, while also revealing her charming shoulders and delicate collarbones.

The black high-waisted tight skirt tightly wrapped her thin waist and round hips, while cleverly showing her beautiful legs. Paired with a pair of black stiletto heels, her figure looked even taller and slenderer.

As she approached the door of box 808, Jiang Youling became a little timid, and her courage seemed to be gone in an instant.

The confident smile that had been hanging on the corner of his mouth also quietly disintegrated.

Just as she was about to take a deep breath, the heavy and gorgeous door in front of her opened unexpectedly.

A domineering and beautiful figure suddenly appeared in Jiang Youling's field of vision.

Zhao Jinglan stood at the center of the club entrance, smoking an e-cigarette in her hand.

She wore a black high-necked tight skirt, black stockings and golden high heels, and an ankle-length fur coat. The black fur at the collar shone with an expensive luster, and at first glance, only one word came to mind - luxury.

Compared to before, Jiang Youling is now "poor". When she sees the fur coat on Zhao Jinglan, she feels hatred towards the rich.

Jiang Youling blurted out subconsciously: "Aren't you hot?"

The temperature in the club is as high as 25 degrees. Doesn't she feel stuffy wearing this?

Zhao Jinglan gently brushed the hair behind her ears and tidied her hair, revealing the pair of dazzling fan-shaped diamond earrings on her ears.

She blew a puff of white smoke towards Jiang Youling, and raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a wicked smile, "The concave is more important, the heat is nothing!"

Jiang Youling shook her head.

In the pleasant autumn, these fashionistas prefer to wear fur. In the biting winter, they wear suspender skirts. Jiang Youling is puzzled by these people's fashion concepts.

"Hey, you actually learned to smoke?" Jiang Youling was surprised.

Zhao Jinglan spun the e-cigarette lightly on her fingertips and said calmly: "I told you, it's for the sake of styling."

Well, fashion queen, your look really does matter.

Zhao Jinglan stared at Jiang Youling with a smile, and then asked curiously: "Tell me, when did you become interested in plastic surgery?"

Her tone was light, but her eyes showed concern. She imagined how many surgeries Jiang Youling had undergone on her face to achieve such a complete transformation, to become a completely different person.

Zhao Jinglan considers herself to be very capable, but the thought of having surgery on her face and the pain makes her feel a little scared.

Jiang Youling's expression changed. After looking around to make sure no one was around, she stepped into the box and closed the door. "I didn't have plastic surgery!"

"Then, what's wrong with your face?" Zhao Jinglan's eyes revealed a hint of confusion.

Jiang Youling walked to the table and poured herself a glass of wine. After taking a sip, she slowly raised her head. The smile on her face disappeared, and her eyes revealed sadness.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinglan's expression also became serious.

She suddenly took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed a number. When the call was connected, she said, "Lance, come up."

After a while, her assistant Lance came upstairs.

Zhao Jinglan ordered Lance, "Stay outside the door and don't let anyone get close."

Lance glanced at Jiang Youling who was sitting opposite her with confusion, nodded slightly, and then walked out the door.

Only after Lance left did Jiang Youling sigh deeply.

"Jinglan, I'm already dead."

Zhao Jinglan's heart was shocked. "What happened to that cliff fall? You said you were dead, why don't I understand?"

Then he hurriedly asked:

"What the hell is going on? How did you become like this?"

"How did she become the eldest daughter of the Jiang family? Where did the real Jiang Youling go? Didn't the Jiang family find out?"

Zhao Jinglan asked a barrage of questions.

Seeing Zhao Jinglan's concerned eyes, Jiang Youling had no intention of hiding anything from her when she came to the appointment today.

She organized her thoughts and then told the shocking story behind the cliff fall and how she became Miss Jiang.

Zhao Jinglan listened quietly from beginning to end. After listening, her eyes were red. She was angry, but also felt sorry for Jiang Youling.

"She is your blood sister!" Zhao Jinglan wiped the tears from her face fiercely and asked emotionally, "How could she have the heart to do this?"

Jiang Youling smiled helplessly, "I also want to ask, how could she do that!"

"How did you manage to stay in that small dark room for so long? Su Lanjing, that vicious woman, how could she be so cruel and ruthless!"

Zhao Jinglan could imagine the despair that Su Lanyi felt after having his limbs broken, his tongue cut off, and being tortured mentally before being thrown into the river.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he wished he could cut Su Lanjing into pieces right now.

Jiang Youling's eyes were also bloodshot. She hoped day after day that someone would come to save her, but she was left with deeper despair again and again. The physical pain and mental torture were like a double-edged sword, gradually eroding her sanity and almost driving her crazy.

Now that I think about it, I don’t know how I managed to hold on for so long.

Her only goal after her rebirth was revenge. However, as time went by, she gradually realized that there were many beautiful things in life waiting for her to cherish.

What she missed in her last life, she doesn’t want to lose again in this life, whether it’s family, friends, or lover.

Besides revenge, it is also important to live well.

Zhao Jinglan remembered that she was not there when Jiang Youling was in the most difficult time, and she felt an indescribable pain in her heart.

Jiang Youling raised her head.

Zhao Jinglan's eyes were moist. She raised her hand and gently stroked Jiang Youling's hair, her voice choking with sobs, "You've suffered!"

During the days of torture, Jiang Youling never shed a tear. The only time she cried was when she learned that Su Lanjing was about to marry Gu Yao.

She felt very strong.

After hearing what Zhao Jinglan said, the strength she had been trying to maintain collapsed in an instant, and tears suddenly welled up, dripping one drop at a time and she couldn't stop them.

Zhao Jinglan helped her wipe away her tears, but they seemed like a floodgate that could not be stopped no matter what.