Rebirth of the Vengeful Heiress

Chapter 5: Rebirth from the Flames

In the morgue, there were three bodies, all covered with white cloth.

Su Haiming pretended to be in disbelief, trembling as he walked to one of the bodies and lifted the cloth. It was Su Zhu. He gasped, covering his eyes as if he couldn’t bear to see the truth, his throat emitting a choking sound. To the doctor who led them to see the bodies, this must be a man trying hard to suppress his grief, which was touching.

But Chen Zheng, who was on the side, couldn’t stand it. He was already somewhat thin, and coming to Seattle Hospital in advance had drained him of much energy over the past two days, making him look even more haggard, with bloodshot eyes.

Su Haiming’s series of hypocritical actions provoked him. He rushed over, grabbed Su Haiming by the collar, and dragged him to Su Zhu’s body: "Look! Have you seen clearly? Your brother!"

Before Su Haiming could react, he dragged him to another body, lifted the cloth, and roared: "Little Ran’s mother, have you seen her? Didn’t you grow up together? How could you bear it! She’s dead too!"

Then he pointed to the body a bit further away: "That’s Little Ran, did she ever bother you? Did she ever bother you? You beast!" After saying this, he was about to hit him again.

Ah Hu, who was outside, heard the noise inside and pushed the door open, stopping Chen Zheng in time and pushing him away.

At this moment, Su Haiming finally squeezed out tears, trembling as he said: "Su Zhu, how could you leave just like that..." He covered his face as he spoke.

The doctor on the side didn’t understand Chinese, watching with folded arms, and covered the bodies again, advising them in English to "take care and move on."

Besides the doctor, only Chen Zheng, Su Haiming, and his bodyguard were in the room. Su Haiming said sorrowfully: "Father is already hospitalized, don’t agitate him anymore. Let’s cremate them and take them back."

Chen Zheng pointed at him and cursed: "You beast, you want to destroy the evidence, don’t you? I tell you, you are not qualified to handle Su Zhu’s funeral!"

Su Haiming brushed off his shoulder in disgust: "Su Zhu has an autopsy report, you can’t frame me. How could I harm my own brother!" Then he changed his tone, "I understand your feelings right now, I can let you handle Su Zhu’s funeral." After saying this, he walked towards the door.

Su Anran heard the conversation inside, heard the footsteps, and quickly hid in the emergency stairwell at the corner. As he walked out of the room, Su Haiming lowered his voice and said to Ah Hu: "Ah Hu, stay here and watch Chen Zheng’s every move. Also, note down anyone who comes to visit."

Su Anran covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound. She knew Su Haiming was extremely suspicious.

Wang Fusheng patted Su Anran’s shoulder, clearly having heard Su Haiming’s voice as well. He felt it was not safe to stay here any longer and then took Su Anran’s hand, leading her towards the stairs.

Su Anran tightly gripped his hand, feeling that she might be leaving her parents again, forever...

The pain of her heart being torn apart spread through her entire body. If her rebirth was helped by her parents, by fate, then why was she reborn after her parents’ death?

As she descended the stairs, scenes of her time with her family flashed through her mind: hanging on her father’s arm, her mother laughing with her hand covering her mouth; her father buying her favorite dolls; her mother making chicken soup for her and her father; her grandfather teaching her to play chess and indulging her when she wanted to take back a move; her willfulness, her coquettishness, her happiness... In her previous life, with the death of her parents and later her grandfather, happiness had already started its countdown.

Wang Fusheng led her by the hand, walking in front, one after the other, their footsteps surprisingly in sync, but he didn’t see the tear-streaked face of Su Anran behind him.

When they reached the parking lot, he opened the car door for her, almost pushing her into the passenger seat, buckled her seatbelt, then closed the door with a snap, quickly got into the car himself, and didn’t look at Su Anran directly. Just as he was about to start the car, Su Anran suddenly bent over, lying on his lap.

He looked up and saw Su Haiming walking out of the exit, immediately understanding.

Then he picked up the magazine again, pretending to flip through it nonchalantly.

Su Haiming didn’t even glance at the nearby Land Rover, his face stern as he got into the car, thinking about the insults from Chen Zheng earlier, feeling very angry.

As the black Mercedes passed by the Land Rover, he still turned his head to look. The person flipping through the magazine had a side profile that was hard to see clearly, but there was an indescribable feeling that increased his unease. Until the car drove past, he even turned around to look at the car but didn’t find anything unusual. Perhaps his mood was affected by Chen Zheng, he snorted.

Wang Fusheng saw through the rearview mirror that the car had left, waited a while longer to confirm it was really gone, then turned to pat Su Anran lying on his lap, only to find her shoulders trembling, and his pants were soaked. This little girl, her right hand clenched into a fist, biting her thumb hard, trying to suppress any sound.

Like a wounded little beast.

He awkwardly patted her shoulder, gently saying: "They’re gone."

Su Anran finally released her thumb from her teeth, slowly sat up, and looked at the exit. Indeed, they were gone. Her face was full of tear stains, and tears were still flowing.

She would never see her parents again, never...

Those happy, carefree days were far away from her now. This life, she was destined to live differently. She would not live like in her previous life, no one is a fool! Those who killed her parents, who destroyed her happiness, she would not let any of them go! Not a single one!

Su Anran’s sobbing gradually stopped, then she wiped her tears hard, even though more tears flowed as soon as she wiped them.

Crying, what’s the use of crying! Tears are always for the weak. In this world, what is right? What is wrong? Only the winner has the right to say they are right!

She sat up straight, her eyes filled with sadness slowly becoming determined.

"Mr. Wang, please drive back." Her voice was cold, without a trace of emotion.

Wang Fusheng felt a rare sense of being moved. This girl reminded him of his younger self, when he didn’t want to carry the title of the only son of the Wang family, and he was confident and persistent in making his own way in the business world. He seemed to see his resolute younger self in her.

Su Anran had no interest in the scenery outside the car window, her mind was filled with one plan after another.

In this life, she was in the human world, but already felt cold all over;

In this life, reborn from the flames, dancing on the tip of a knife, she would smile even with blood;

In this life, if fate is powerless, let the devil save the world;

In this life, she was determined to seek justice!