Since my death, I had been in the state of a wandering soul—feeling no pain or itch, neither eating nor drinking, neither sleeping nor resting.
It had been a long time since I lost consciousness.
The moment I fell into darkness, I was afraid.
I was afraid that upon waking, I would become a spirit again, or that something else terrible would happen.
I didn't know how long I slept, but I woke up in a room filled with the smell of disinfectant.
Upon opening my eyes, blinding lights filled my vision.
My head was dizzy, my stomach nauseous, my wrist throbbed with pain, and even the soles of my feet ached faintly.
Although every part of my body signaled discomfort, I was overjoyed.
I was no longer a spirit; I was human!
I had human senses again.
No matter how much it hurt, I was finally alive again.
No one knew how and happy this made me.
Tears of excitement streamed down, falling in large drops from the corners of my eyes.
In that moment, I was as happy as a child.
Grandma, I can take care of you now.
Xiao Ying, I will avenge you. I won't let your death be in vain.
It didn't matter whether this body was beautiful or ugly; all that mattered was that I was alive.
"You're awake." A familiar cold voice reached my ears.
The scene before I lost consciousness flashed in my mind. The person who saved me was Lu Yanchen!
Hearing his voice, my tears fell even faster.
Thinking of those past years, although Uncle and I hadn't interacted much, he always appeared when I needed help the most.
If I hadn't coincidentally run into him this time, I probably would have died long ago.
Seeing the tears streaming from the corners of my eyes, his handsome brows furrowed tightly.
"Don't worry, your suicide attempt hasn't been leaked for now. I've notified your parents to come pick you up. Since you are so unwilling regarding this marriage, I will naturally speak clearly with your father in person."
Marriage?
I remembered now. When I was following Lu Shiyan before, Lu's father had mentioned that the Old Master wanted to arrange a marriage alliance for Lu Yanchen.
The candidate was either from the Jiang family or the Fu family.
So, which of the two young ladies am I now?
No wonder that voice said she didn't want to marry a cripple; it was referring to Lu Yanchen.
For some reason, the scene at Ling Mountain suddenly surfaced in my mind.
His three thousand eternal lamps—for whom were they lit?
Looking closely at Lu Yanchen, he seemed much thinner than when he first returned to the country.
He was very handsome, his skin even fairer than a woman's. His looks were not inferior to any man's.
Only his legs couldn't support him.
Although I didn't know him much better than others, at least I knew that compared to Lu Shiyan, Lu Yanchen was a responsible, good man.
After my death, he was the only one who searched for me.
If I wanted revenge, he was the most suitable candidate!
And my identity could also aid his business collaborations.
This marriage alliance would be a win-win situation for us.
What the original owner was unwilling to do was, for me, like picking up a bargain.
After all, having experienced those blows, it was impossible for me to love a man again in this lifetime. Revenge was the only thing on my mind.
I needed a powerful backer to help me push forward.
In this society governed by law, I could naturally exchange my life for theirs, killing Su Ning'an and Lu Shiyan.
But not only would I face legal consequences, I would also worry Grandma.
I finally have a new life; I won't let them off easily!
Now, she is in the open, and I am in the dark. The game of cat and mouse shall be mine to!
Lu Yanchen, seeing that I didn't respond, prepared to leave after leaving a faint remark.
"Rest well for now. Your father is already on his way. Once he arrives, I will annul the engagement."
Just before he was about to leave, I snapped back to reality and, somewhat anxiously, grabbed Lu Yanchen's hand.
"Mr. Lu, please don't cancel the engagement."
He looked at me, some confusion in his eyes. "Miss Jiang, I know my limitations. Since you are unwilling to marry, I will not insist."
I grew anxious, hurriedly licking my dry lips, my voice hoarse. "I am willing. I am willing."
As if afraid he wouldn't believe me, in my urgency, I got down from the bed.
Weakened from blood loss, my legs gave way, and I suddenly fell.
He instinctively caught me. The hand on my waist was strong and steady, its strength no less than that of a normal person.
With one hand braced on the wheelchair and the other clutching his hand, tears still wet on my face, my eyes red, I said word by word, my voice trembling: "Lu Yanchen, I am willing to marry you! You can't reject me..."