122 Finally Clear, Hatred to the Bone

Lin Xia knew well of Xie Xitong’s intelligence and current abilities; taking the high school entrance exam alongside the others would pose no problem for her.

Thinking this, she sighed softly.

Innate talent truly could not be compensated for by external efforts.

They had eaten the spiritual fruits from Zhao Xin’s space together and drank tea brewed with the spiritual liquid from that space as well.

Meanwhile, Lin Xia often soaked in the pool water from her own space, yet still was not as clever as Xie Xitong or Chen Zimo.

Seeing Xie Xitong gazing at her expectantly, Lin Xia hesitated for a moment before smiling and saying, “Auntie, you worry too much. Tongtong has always been exceptionally smart. Over this period, Brother Chen and the rest of us have been tutoring her regularly. That little brain of hers is remarkably sharp—she often grasps one thing and infers ten more. Sometimes, even I don’t fully understand certain points, but after I explain them simply, she ends up knowing more than I do and even teaches both Xiao Xiao and me.”

Xie Fanghua looked at her daughter with loving pride but replied humbly, “You don’t know her well yet. She’s not a genius, just a bit clever.”

Noticing Fanghua’s resolve softening, Xie Xitong tugged her hand and coquettishly said, “The exam is still more than a month away. Before then, there will be several mock tests at school. If I don’t do as well as before, you can still make me repeat a grade, Mom~” She shook her arm gently.

“Alright, alright, children are always their parents’ burden. I’ll yield to you this time. But if you keep shaking me, this old body might just fall apart,” Fanghua said, though she clearly enjoyed her daughter’s rare display of affection.

“Mom isn’t old at all,” Xie Xitong protested.

“Yes, Auntie truly isn’t old at all,” Lin Xia chimed in sincerely.

“You two little rascals,” Fanghua scolded playfully. “Tongtong’s speech is slippery as always, and even you, honest Xia Xia, have been led astray by her.”

“Not true! She’s always been like this. Mom, don’t be fooled by her innocent act,” Xie Xitong retorted, unwilling to be the only one blamed and exposing Lin Xia’s true nature.

Lin Xia didn’t argue, instead smiling calmly and, while Fanghua was distracted, winked at Xie Xitong.

Xie Xitong chuckled inwardly but ended up coughing on her own saliva, startling Fanghua.

Xie Xitong’s leg hadn’t fully healed yet. However, the life-threatening danger had come from the large amount of blood clots in her brain. Fanghua had hoped that by not letting her participate in the exam, her daughter’s mind could rest longer.

She hadn’t expected her daughter to be so strong; multiple check-ups in B City confirmed that the brain clots had completely cleared. Now, all that was needed was to heal the leg.

Little did she know, there existed such a miraculous substance as the spiritual water from the space, capable of slowly dissolving even tumors in the body, let alone small blood clots.

“How do you feel? Any discomfort?” Fanghua busied herself smoothing the air for Xie Xitong, while Lin Xia went to the living room to pour a cup of warm water. “Auntie, let Tongtong drink some water to moisten her lungs.”

“That’s right, what a scatterbrain I am,” Fanghua scolded herself lightly, feeding her daughter water. “And to think you, Xia Xia, with your restless nature, started coughing like this.”

“It’s all Xia Xia’s fault! She made me choke on my saliva.”

“You’re really something,” Fanghua chided her daughter before saying, “You two stop talking. Mom is going to wash the fruit.”

“Mom, I want grapes.”

“Alright, alright, you’ll have some,” Fanghua smiled as she left the room.

Lin Xia laughed, “Your mom really treats you well.” To better care for Xie Xitong, she hadn’t been to school for nearly a year, entrusting school affairs to other teachers, focusing solely on her daughter.

Xie Xitong rolled her eyes at Lin Xia. “You make it sound like your mom mistreated you. Next time, I’ll be sure to tell Auntie on you.”

“Go ahead, I don’t care.”

“Hehe, really don’t care?”

After some playful bickering, Lin Xia took her leave, and Xie Xitong escorted her to the door with her crutches.

After Fanghua helped her bathe, Xie Xitong lay on the bed, staring at the warm amber light beside her, lost in thought.

She had come here because someone had poisoned her slowly, weakening her body until death. She had always thought her fragile health was congenital, but it turned out she had been poisoned while still in the womb. The person who harmed her was truly malicious and scheming beyond measure.

But who was the culprit? The second wife’s family, the third wife’s family, or one of her father’s concubines?

Poor her, so confident in her intelligence, she had been extremely cautious about what she ate, yet still fell into their trap.

Still, where had the original girl’s soul gone?

Xie Xitong couldn’t make sense of it. Had she crossed time and space because she died? And what about the original owner? Was she still alive? If she was, how did she come here? If not, why did she have all the original owner’s memories?

It was truly baffling.

The bed beneath her was far too soft, and Xie Xitong found herself growing drowsy. In a haze, she drifted into a strange dream.

In the dream, a beautiful yet distorted-faced woman flickered before her eyes, always shrouded as if behind a veil of mist, impossible to see clearly.

Xie Xitong felt anxious, a voice within urging her to walk forward, to step through, and everything would become clear.

She began pushing relentlessly into the mist. Suddenly, her body emitted waves of dazzling white light that slowly dissipated the fog around her.

At last, she saw clearly.

It was a woman.

A beautiful woman with a contorted face, wildly driving a car that collided into another extraordinarily beautiful young woman.

The beautiful woman was saved by a handsome man whose lips were crimson and brows dark as ink, even more striking than the first son of Jinling, her former fiancé—it was truly astonishing.

Seeing the man knocked to the ground, despair flashed in the beautiful woman’s eyes. She frantically crashed her car toward the beautiful woman but, exerting too much force, smashed into a nearby railing and died instantly.

“Ah!” Xie Xitong suddenly bolted upright, gasping heavily.

She saw clearly—she was that beautiful woman, her grown-up self.

Then, her soul was absorbed by the family heirloom jade bracelet, transporting her to an unknown time and space—her past life’s location. Due to the internal struggles in her family, she had been framed while still in her mother’s womb, her future erased. She was regarded merely as the third young lady of the Xie family, then betrayed and killed, only to be sent back here by the bracelet.

Back to the place that originally belonged to her, before everything had begun.

That man—that man—

Xu Yichen!

A deep hatred flashed in Xie Xitong’s eyes. She had once loved him with all her heart; now, she hated him to her core.

She, Xie Xitong, had returned.