The raging fire illuminated the night sky of Binhai City.
In the luxurious villa of Shangting, Meng Nianchu, trapped in the inferno, was already in despair.
Thick smoke billowed. In her mind still echoed all the truths she had just learned from her elder sister, Meng Rong.
The accidental death of her parents, her own disfigurement, and the deep rift with her husband—all were the work of Meng Rong!
It was the first time Meng Rong showed her jealousy, hatred, and venom in front of her. She was gloatingly recounting how she had orchestrated all these things.
"Haha, my dear younger sister, why have you had more than me since childhood? Mu Junze first met me. Why can you marry him and become the young mistress of the Mu family? Just because you're Dad's biological daughter and I'm adopted?"
"I'm not convinced! Since I can't marry Mu Junze, you don't deserve to be happy either! Mom and Dad were so partial, so I'll make them die! Don't worry. I'll manage the Meng family's business well. I won't let you down, dear sister. Enjoy the boundless inferno I've prepared for you. Remember to be born into a better family in your next life. Hahaha..."
Amid Meng Nianchu's disbelief, Meng Rong dropped the ignition source, locked the door, and left neatly.
The flames in the room quickly spread to the roof. Only then did Meng Nianchu notice that the whole villa was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline, which must have been deliberately arranged by Meng Rong.
Because of the gasoline, Meng Nianchu had no time to put out the fire before she was surrounded by the flames.
In an instant, she lost the reason to live. Her relatives were dead, her husband disliked her, and even the elder sister she had grown up with had bared her fangs under a wolf's skin.
However, this weak thought only lasted for a few seconds. Intense hatred drove her to escape.
She wanted revenge!
Her right hand gently touched the long scar on her face. Meng Nianchu finally understood why a minor car accident had disfigured her.
But it wasn't that easy to escape.
The villa was clearly a sea of fire. Meng Nianchu had injured her foot before, so it was impossible for her to dodge nimbly in the fire.
It seemed that Meng Rong had deliberately chosen today to take action.
Meng Nianchu felt dizzy and had to bite her tongue to stay awake.
...
At the same time, a low - key Bentley SUV screeched to a halt outside the villa. A man got out of the driver's seat. Without waiting for the people approaching him to explain the situation, he kept walking towards the villa.
"Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu! You can't go in!"
"Mr. Mu! It's too dangerous inside!"
"Stop Mr. Mu! Don't let him in!"
Mu Junze usually lived in another house. This place was basically where Meng Nianchu lived alone.
That night, he felt restless, always feeling that something big was going to happen. Sure enough, when he received the call, his heart suddenly turned cold.
The scene in front of him seemed like hell, and his wife, Meng Nianchu, was still inside!
"Get out of my way!"
With an angry shout, Mu Junze exuded a powerful aura. The people trying to stop him hesitated for a moment, giving him a chance to break through and run towards the sea of fire.
...
Meng Nianchu vaguely heard Mu Junze's voice. Then she laughed at herself. How could he come?
He didn't love her. He even hated her. Maybe he was just waiting for her to die in this fire.
But she was really unwilling. Why did he have to fall in love with her vicious - looking elder sister, Meng Rong!
If she could survive, she would surely tell him Meng Rong's true face!
However, Meng Nianchu glanced at the wound on her foot and smiled bitterly.
Step by step, she moved slowly. The flames surrounded her. The clothes on her body had been put out several times, and the scorching temperature made her feel as if she was in an oven.
"Bang!"
Another heavy object hit her. Unfortunately, it hit her injured foot this time. In that instant, the pain made Meng Nianchu lose her balance and fall to the ground.
She couldn't get out!
Meng Nianchu was extremely aware of this fact.
At that moment, her hatred for Meng Rong reached its peak!
So what if she knew all the truths? She still had no chance to tell them!
If there was an afterlife, she would surely make Meng Rong pay for everything!
Suddenly, a tall figure came into Meng Nianchu's sight. She blinked in disbelief, then immediately shouted at the top of her voice, "Get out! Mu Junze!"
But her words were in vain. Instead, Mu Junze confirmed her position because of her voice and insisted on going forward.
Tears welled up in Meng Nianchu's eyes. She watched helplessly as Mu Junze came to her step by step. Even though he was a god in many people's eyes, he was not spared in the fire. His embarrassed appearance was nothing like the cold - hearted president of the Mu Corporation.
"I'll take you out!"
Mu Junze said in a deep voice.
Meng Nianchu knew too well what would happen to him if he took her, who was unable to move freely. She shook her head desperately.
"I don't want to! Go away quickly!"
"Shut up!"
Mu Junze roared. He picked her up with his strong arms and began to dodge the flames.
"Please, put me down and go! You don't love me at all. Don't do this for me..."
"I love you!"
The powerful voice interrupted Meng Nianchu's words. She suddenly shed hot tears, but her heart strangely calmed down.
This man, this man. She had finally waited for his heart.
"Be careful!"
Despair flashed in Meng Nianchu's eyes. The burning things all around rushed towards them.
There was no room to escape.
She had harmed him!
Mu Junze hugged her tightly. The next second, she lost consciousness.
...
The fire surrounded her layer by layer, hot and inescapable.
Half - awake and half - asleep, she seemed to be back on the night of her wedding with Mu Junze.
Distant memories poured out. She thought it was the last memory before death. But pleasure accompanied by the pain of the first time hit her wave after wave, and soon she lost consciousness.
"Ah!"
It was as if a long - drawn - out breath. Meng Nianchu let out a scream and sat up from the bed.
The heat of the flames still lingered on her body. She was sweating profusely.
It took her a while to come to her senses. Looking at the familiar room, Meng Nianchu thought she had been saved.
But Mu Junze, who came out of the bathroom, shattered her illusion.
"Humph, Meng Nianchu, last night you really did whatever it took to get into my bed!"
The sneer on his lips was all too familiar to her. Leaning against the bathroom door, he mercilessly mocked her.
The wedding night?
Meng Nianchu was stunned for a moment. She carefully observed the room. The minimalist and cold - hard decoration style, and then she reached out to touch her face.
The scar, the scar was gone!
The indescribable pain between her legs told her that this was indeed the first night of love on her wedding night with Mu Junze.
Originally, Meng Nianchu, who had already prepared to live separately, was tricked by Meng Rong with a drugged drink and became the scheming woman in Mu Junze's mouth who would do anything to get into his bed.
She should even thank Meng Rong for spilling all the "good deeds" she had done before she died.
Unexpectedly, she had returned to the wedding night three years ago.