Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

"Chi Morong, I will never fall in love with you, because I hate you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuange hung up the phone and blocked the number, without considering the impact of his words on the other party.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yuange let out a breath.

Although this little bit of revenge is nothing compared to the pain and suffering in the previous life, Jiang Yuange will be happy as long as he can make that bastard Chi Morong unhappy.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yuange looked at the night sky, feeling a mixture of emotions.

Memories of the past came flooding back like a tide, and she recalled the various entanglements between her and Chi Morong.

Past lives and present lives flashed through my mind one by one like a movie.

The night breeze blows by, bringing a hint of coolness.

Jiang Yuange looked at the starry sky, and his eyes gradually became moist.

In the silent night, Jiang Yuange felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

This inexplicable emotion came so quickly that Jiang Yuange couldn't figure out the reason for a while.

He raised his hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and murmured to himself,

"Jiang Yuange, what's wrong with you? You hurt that bastard Chi Morong, and it can be regarded as revenge for your previous life. You should be happy now. Why are you crying?"

As he spoke, he grinned hard, trying to make himself laugh.

The night breeze is cool and the starry sky is bright.

Jiang Yuange stood there quietly, feeling the tranquility of the night and calming himself down.

She decided not to dwell on the entanglements of the past anymore. She was going to start her new life and a better future was waiting for her.

When Jiang Yuange walked into the room again, she was holding a box of beer in her arms.

As soon as he entered the door, he said loudly with a smile on his face,

"Dad, Mom, brother, sister-in-law, today is a good day, let's have a drink to celebrate."

Although the rest of the people had surprise on their faces, they were a family reunion in their own home, the children were happy, so there was nothing wrong with drinking some beer.

Jiang Xinghui, the elder brother of the Jiang family, quickly took the wine box from his sister, opened it, and poured a glass in front of everyone.

"Great! It's rare for my sister to come home, so today we are reunited as a family to celebrate."

The whole family raised their glasses, clinked them with each other, and drank the fine wine amidst laughter and joy.

In this warm atmosphere, they celebrated this day of reunion together, letting family warmth permeate the air and making everyone feel happy and warm.

Different from the warm atmosphere here, the atmosphere in the private room on the top floor of the Dynasty Club was frighteningly quiet.

Chi Morong's eyes were red as he stared at the photo on the phone screen.

He didn't want to believe what he had just heard.

In his opinion, the two of them obviously got along very well, and they were very tacit on that matter, so why did she say she hated him?

When I wanted to marry her, she said she hated me.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you."

The woman's voice played on a loop in her mind.

Veins bulged on Chi Morong's hand as he held the phone, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

Mu Chi and Zong Yaohui, who were sitting on the other side of the private room, heard everything that was said on the phone clearly.

Now, it was Mu Tui and Zong Yaohui's turn to be dumbfounded.

The two looked at each other and saw shock and regret in each other's eyes.

Mu Chi: Chi Morong’s proposal was rejected?

Zong Yaohui: I shouldn't have stayed in this room just to watch the fun.

Zong Yaohui's feet were faster than his brain. He tiptoed, quietly and stealthily moved towards the door.

He knew Chi Morong's temper too well. If he didn't leave now, when would he leave?

Mu Chi turned his head and glanced at Chi Morong. Seeing the low pressure emanating from him, as well as his dark face and rapidly heaving chest, he knew that tonight was not a good time to discuss things, so he stood up and walked out.

The next second after the door closed, Chi Morong could no longer control the anger in his heart.

"what"

The sound that came out of his mouth was like the cry of a wounded beast.

At the same time, he raised his hand and smashed the phone in his hand towards the door.