Rebirth: The Comeback of the Girl-Chapter 11 - : Confrontation at the Palace

Zhen Yan opened his mouth, wanting to ask again, but suddenly met his sister's gaze—why did Xiao Yu look so fierce?

Not that she was acting particularly fierce, it was just the aura she exuded as she looked at him... It felt downright ferocious!

It wasn't just him that felt this way—everyone behind Zhen Yan shrank their necks, including Fu Yu, with one thought flashing across their minds: "What's with the hostility!"

When Han Youliang came over with a stethoscope, what he saw was just such a scene: the little girl on the bed hadn't done anything, but she inexplicably made people afraid to provoke her.

He chuckled and walked over, thinking maybe he was overthinking it.

After the checkup, there were no issues. Everyone disbanded, and Zhen Yu wanted to get out of bed to go home.

"Don't rush off. Xiao Yan, go home and let your mom know! I'll keep Xiao Yu here for lunch; I'll observe her again in the afternoon."

"Okay! I'm off then, Uncle Han!" Zhen Yan didn't hesitate to agree and said goodbye to Han Youliang.

Mr. Han waved his hand, "Go on! Come back to play in the afternoon."

"Yeah! Little sister, I'll come to see you in the afternoon." Zhen Yan said to Zhen Yu, but without getting a response from her, he turned around and left.

In the end, only Han Ming Yue, still sitting in the chair, remained by the bed. He glanced at the daydreaming Zhen Yu and then stood up to walk back to his room.

Zhen Yu caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye but showed no reaction. Beneath her indifferent mask was a heart already going mad.

For crying out loud! She was so close to crying over her own stupidity! Have you ever seen anyone succeed at committing suicide right after reincarnating?

She almost did!

Why can one be so foolish to such an extent?

Could it be that as her age decreased, her intelligence also diminished? Was everything done without thinking it through?

Could she just directly add some points to her intelligence in the system?

"Want to read for a while?" Han Ming Yue handed "Andersen's Complete Fairy Tales" to Zhen Yu.

"Sure!" She desperately needed to study hard to improve her intelligence!

Zhen Yu ate lunch and then took a nap on the hospital bed. When she woke up, she continued reading fairy tales.

Zhen Yan did come, but only 'looked' at her then ran off with Han Jiaoyang.

He really just came to 'look' at her! Such a heartless guy!

Just before four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhen Yu had finished the first volume and knocked on Han Ming's door.

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"Finished reading." She put the book back in its place, and as she was pulling out the next volume to leave, Han Ming stopped her.

"There's a lot of traffic outside, stay here and read!"

Zhen Yu glanced at him indifferently, pulled over a chair, and sat down.

Quietly spending the afternoon, Zhen Yu never imagined that coming home with her brother in the evening would face—a mistress making her move.

"Zhen Halong! Are you even human? I bore your children, and this is how you treat me? Did a dog eat your conscience? Ah? Ah..."

Mrs. Zhen's heart-wrenching cries were so painful that they could make bystanders feel sad and listeners shed tears. Zhen Yan stood dumbfounded at the entrance, looking at the few figures in the courtyard.

"It's not like you're the only one who can give birth to sons!" A sharp and harsh female voice rang out amidst Mrs. Zhen's mournful cries.

Zhen Yu shoved her brother, who had been standing in front of her, and stepped into the courtyard.

Mrs. Zhen had collapsed on the ground, with Mrs. Fu squatting beside her, trying to persuade her not to be too upset. Fu's father, with a frown and an unlit cigarette, stood not far away, his eyes on Mr. Zhen.

Mr. Zhen stood silently to the side, eyebrows tightly furrowed as he smoked continuously, while a not very young but fashionably-dressed woman clung to his arm, glancing at Mrs. Zhen with her chin.

It was Ju Zhen, the stepmother from her previous life!

In her past life, after the successive deaths of Zhen Yan and Mrs. Zhen, Zhen Yu thought she would rely on her father for the rest of her life.

However, barely a month after her mother's death, Mr. Zhen registered to remarry.

At this moment, seeing the scene before her, Zhen Yu understood everything clearly!

Mr. Zhen and this woman had been having an affair both in their past life and now!

In her past life, Mrs. Zhen committed suicide by taking medicine, perfectly paving the way for this despicable couple!

Zhen Yu glanced around and saw a toilet brush standing beside the bathroom door to the left of the courtyard entrance.

Just perfect...

The corners of Zhen Yu's mouth slightly lifted into a sneer, she grabbed the toilet brush and charged over, raining blows upon the woman wildly.

At first, the woman was stunned by the beating and after coming to her senses, a foul smell hit her nose.

She tried to pounce on Zhen Yu but was pulled back by Mr. Zhen.

"What are you doing!?" The woman struggled furiously behind Mr. Zhen, and bellowed, "Let me go! You little bitch bred by a bitch! How dare you hit me! I will not let this go!"

Mr. Zhen held her wrists tightly and wouldn't let go; after all, that was his own flesh and blood.

With a stern expression, Zhen Yu locked eyes with her father and coldly spit out, "Take your bitch with you and get out!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire courtyard fell silent, even Mrs. Zhen stopped sobbing to look at her.

"Xiao Yu! Whom are you talking to!" Mr. Zhen's face turned ashen with anger.

Without another word, Zhen Yu raised the toilet brush in her hand and slapped it straight across Mr. Zhen's face, catching him unawares.

"Zhen Yu! Stop it right now!" Mr. Zhen roared through clenched teeth in disgust.

Since he had to hold the woman behind him, he could only retreat while trying to block with one hand. Zhen Yu kept good control of the direction and quickly forced him back to face the courtyard door.

Mr. Zhen's attention was all on his daughter, his grip on the woman loosened slightly, and she took the opportunity to break free and circled around him to lunge at Zhen Yu.

"Xiao Yu!"

"Little sister!"

Mrs. Zhen, Mrs. Fu, and Zhen Yan shouted in surprise at the same time, and Mr. Zhen also rushed forward, attempting to grab the woman again.

"Smack!"

"Thud!"

"Ah!!! Murder! Hailong, aren't you going to do something? Just letting her bully me like this? I've been following you with no status, and this is the result I get? My life is so miserable!"

The woman fell to the ground, crying and howling, incessantly complaining and not willing to stop.

The others looked on in stunned silence, their eyes drifting to Zhen Yu's right foot that had just been lowered, each with their own thoughts.

Zhen Yan's eyes shone as he admired his sister; he thought Zhen Yu, with her indifference and a touch of ruffian charm, looked inexplicably... cool!

Zhen Yu maintained an expressionless face while being sized up by others but internally, her sarcastic thoughts never stopped.

Stay calm, be unwavering. I forgot I am only 12 now! Why are my legs so short! She aimed for her face with that front kick! But ended up hitting her chest! It feels comfortable...

But I feel a bit short and awkward!

No worries! Nobody knows.

Mr. Zhen pulled the wailing woman off the ground, opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Zhen Yu.

"Zhen Yu, you,"

Zhen Yu looked at him with icy eyes, leaned on the toilet brush like a cane, and said, "Take your bitch, and get out! Come here tomorrow at 8 a.m. to discuss the divorce!"

"..." Mrs. Zhen's thoughts were unknown to Zhen Yu, but the woman achieved her goal, wiped away non-existent tears, and pulled Mr. Zhen out of the courtyard.

Zhen Yu watched her father's retreating figure, and recalling his mercilessness and indifference in her past life, she unhesitatingly turned away.