The Rebirth of an Orphan

"You're talking nonsense. The midwife died a long time ago... How could you..." The eldest wife suddenly reacted.

This damn girl actually deceived me. She is so scheming. The eldest wife's heart started beating wildly.

Zhao Xihua gritted her teeth and controlled her anger. She just felt that her mother's death was unclear, so she wanted to deceive her on purpose. She didn't expect that she actually guessed it right.

Looking at the panic expression that flashed across the eldest wife's face, Zhao Xihua felt as if a sharp knife had stabbed his heart, and the pain that penetrated into his bones spread throughout his body.

In her previous life, she lived in ignorance, but in this life, she discovered shocking secrets again and again.

The eldest wife calmed down first, looked at Zhao Xihua and said, "Zhao Xihua, what do you want?"

Zhao Xihua looked at the first wife's cold face and really wanted to kill her.

"I want..." Although Zhao Xihua's face looked turbulent inside, he still appeared calm.

"I just want to get back the property my biological mother left me. Why didn't my father ask you about those things for so many years? Don't you know the reason?"

She is Zhao Yan's wife, how could she not know what Zhao Yan is thinking?

The reason why Zhao Yan didn't look at or mention the things left behind by that bitch Feng Yi was not because he despised them, but because he didn't dare to look at them. He loved them so much that he didn't dare to look at them. If he looked at them, he would feel endless pain and despair.

Zhao Yan has a separate small room with photos of Feng Yi in it. The room is usually locked and no one is allowed to enter. However, every year on Feng Yi's death anniversary, he will stay in the room for the whole day, drinking and grieving without being disturbed.

Zhao Xihua didn't wait for the first wife to speak and continued, "In fact, you know very well how deep my father's feelings for my mother are. If he knew that you gave away all the things my mother left behind, think about how he would deal with you? When a man is really crazy and loses his mind, can you still face it so easily?"

"I..." The eldest wife continued, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"You know," Zhao Xihua looked at the first wife coldly, "You know better than anyone else, but you just don't dare to say it."

Zhao Xihua pressed on, "Forget it. I guess you must have squandered all those antiques and treasures over the years. I will be generous and not pursue the matter. But my biological mother loved reading and medicine when she was alive. Those books are of no use to you, so please return them to me."

The first wife looked at the calm face in front of her, and her heart was inevitably agitated. "You go back. I know how to deal with this matter. In addition, Zhao Xihua, you have to remember that your mother is not the fourth wife, but me."

Zhao Xihua sneered: "Madam, I only have one mother, you...really don't deserve her."

Zhao Xihua turned around and walked to the door and stopped: "Mother, I just want to take back my own things. My marriage is also my own decision, so you don't have to worry about it. What you should really worry about is my eldest sister's marriage. After all, there are not many families in Yuncheng that can match my eldest sister."

After saying that, he strode away. The eldest wife stood there, feeling extremely angry. What Zhao Xihua said was right. Now in the whole Yuncheng, the only one who was worthy of her daughter was a member of the Sun family, and that Sun Xiao was the most suitable one.

But who could have thought that the person who was already terminally ill would actually recover, and it was said that it was Zhao Xihua who cured him.

No, I must not let Zhao Xihua marry into the Sun family so soon, and I must not let her become the eldest lady of the Sun family. That eldest lady is my daughter.

Zhao Xihua should be trampled into the dust like her own mother.

The first wife's hands tightly grasped the armrests of the wooden chair, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across her eyes: "Someone, go and ask the second wife to come."

Zhao Xihua has returned to her small courtyard. There are several more servants in the courtyard, and the side rooms are separated and renovated. However, this scene does not make her happy. Instead, she feels a little irritated and depressed.

She locked herself in the bedroom and didn't let anyone in. She just sat quietly in front of the window, staring at the swaying shadows of the trees outside.

Her lips were tightly pursed, her hands were clenched tightly, and too many thoughts were entangled in her mind.

It turned out that she was really confused in her previous life. Her father was killed, her mother did not have a good end, and she herself died young. Those people were like monsters and demons who devoured their entire family.

"You...what you owe me...what you have let me down...you must pay me back slowly. There is a long time to come, so we can take it slow..." The hoarse voice sounded a little strange in the night.

"Sister, the Third Miss is here." Pingshui shouted outside. Pingshui knew that her sister and the Third Miss had a good relationship, so even though Zhao Xihua asked them not to disturb her, she still shouted.

"Okay, I understand. Let her go into the room and wait for me." She stood up, wiped her face with a tissue, and walked out of the bedroom.

"Fourth sister," Zhao Chishu greeted Zhao Xihua with a smile. Even though he usually didn't like to laugh, his face was full of smiles in front of Zhao Xihua.

Zhao Xihua suddenly felt a warm feeling in her heart. There was finally a ray of bright light in the dark and murderous Zhao family.

"Third sister, come into the house quickly. It's autumn now and it's easy to catch a cold if you stand outside in the wind." Zhao Xihua pulled Zhao Chishu into the house.

"Pingshui, go get our best tea so I can make tea for my third sister." Zhao Xihua knew that Zhao Chishu must have something to say to her since he came so late.

Pingshui responded and walked out, closing the door as she went, leaving two pretty and delicate girls sitting opposite each other in the room.

Zhao Xihua pushed the porcelain plate with snacks and fruits in front of Zhao Chishu: "Third sister, this is the snack I made in the small kitchen. It tastes pretty good. You should like it."

Zhao Chishu was not polite either. He took the snack and put it into his mouth. A look of surprise appeared on his face: "Wow, Fourth Sister, your cooking skills are really good. It's delicious."

Zhao Xihua smiled and said, "Eat more if you like. I'll ask Pingshui to pack some for you to take away later."

Then he looked up at Zhao Chishu and said, "Third sister, I see that your complexion doesn't seem to be as good as before. Did you stop the medicinal diet I prescribed for you?"

Zhao Chishu had an embarrassed look on his face but still said frankly: "To be honest with you, Fourth Sister, weren't you kicked out of the Zhao family some time ago? And then the gossip about you at home was too unpleasant to hear. My mother...she felt..."

Those words were too harsh to be heard, and Zhao Chishu couldn't bring himself to say them.

Zhao Xihua held Zhao Chishu's hand and smiled, "I know. Those words are really unpleasant to hear. It's normal for Third Aunt to have some doubts. But, I'll tell you the truth, you must continue to eat those medicinal foods. This... This is related to your future fertility. Don't take it lightly."

Zhao Chishu blushed: "Fourth sister, please stop making fun of me."