4 A New Awakening: Revenge and Redemption in the Shadows
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In the early morning, her face was pale, and a faint smile curled at the corner of her lips, exuding a chilling and terrifying aura, much like that of a female ghost, sending shivers down one's spine. Since fate had granted her a second chance at life, she would certainly not waste it. Mu Bai and Tang Yuner, just you wait!
At that moment, the room's door was abruptly pushed open once again. Two women, dressed as maids, walked in. They stared at the back of Lingchen's figure and immediately began to scold her.
"Why aren't you lying in bed resting properly? Why did you get out of bed? Really, if something happens, the young master will blame us again."
"You're such a troublemaker. Get back to bed quickly. The young master sent us in to change your bandages."
Upon hearing this, Lingchen turned around. Her gaze was icy and filled with a murderous intent as she scrutinized the two maids standing behind her, dressed in their uniforms and holding a medical kit. The two maids, upon meeting her piercing stare and sensing the powerful aura she exuded, felt an inexplicable sense of unease and involuntarily took a step back. The once meek and helpless young mistress, who had been unconscious for three days, seemed to have transformed into a completely different person. Her cold, menacing eyes were so frightening that they made the maids feel uneasy.
"Madam, you should lie back down. Your wrist is bleeding again," one of the maids said, her tone softening as she noticed the blood seeping from Lingchen's wrist.
Madam? So her new identity was the young mistress of this household. Lingchen then began to piece together the relationship between the cold man she had seen earlier and herself. Judging from their attitudes, it seemed that her new identity was not well-liked.
Lingchen glanced at herself in the mirror and felt a pang of sympathy. For now, she needed to focus on recovering her health; she didn't want to become a modern-day Lin Daiyu. With that thought, she walked back to the bed and lay down again.
Seeing her lie down, the maids began to unwrap the bandages on her wrist with a look of disgust. As the last layer of the bandage was removed, Lingchen saw clearly the five-centimeter-long, deeply sutured wound on her wrist, now torn open with bright red blood slowly oozing out. It was a horrifying sight. This poor woman had been so ruthless to herself, but Lingchen silently vowed to take good care of this body from now on.
Just as her hand was freshly bandaged, the door opened again. A plump, middle-aged woman in her forties hurried in. Lingchen's gaze fell on her, and her face immediately darkened. Why did no one in this family know how to knock before entering a room?
The woman quickly walked up to Lingchen, glanced at her weak figure leaning against the headboard, and her well-maintained face was filled with surprise. The doctor had said that Shen Muyao's chances of waking up were extremely slim, and she had even been planning her funeral these past few days. She hadn't expected...
The woman was both surprised and disappointed. "Muyao, you're actually awake?" she said.
Lingchen's pale face darkened even further, and her voice was as cold as the piercing winter wind. "So, you're disappointed that I woke up?" She made no effort to conceal her emotions. She didn't care who the woman was or how they had treated Shen Muyao before. Now that she had taken over this body, she would not allow anyone to bully her anymore.
The woman looked into Lingchen's crystal-clear eyes and felt a bit shocked. Something felt strange, but she forced a smile on her face and said with feigned concern, "Muyao, look at what you're saying. Auntie Xia is just so excited to see you awake."
Lingchen let out a cold laugh, her eyes piercing into the woman's like daggers. "Excited? I think you're disappointed, aren't you? You probably thought my waking up would mess up your plans."
The woman's face turned awkward. She coughed dryly, trying to hide her panic. "Muyao, you're really overthinking things. Auntie Xia would never think that way. I'm just worried about your health. You should rest well, and I'll make sure the maids take good care of you."
Lingchen narrowed her eyes, her lips curling into a mocking smile. "Is that so? Then I'll see how you 'take good care' of me." She deliberately emphasized the words "take good care," her eyes filled with a warning.
The woman felt a bit uneasy under Lingchen's gaze but managed to maintain her smile. She nodded and hurriedly left the room. The two maids, seeing this, quickly lowered their heads and continued to change Lingchen's bandages without daring to complain again.
Lingchen closed her eyes, silently planning her next move. She knew this family was not simple, and the body she had taken over seemed to hold many secrets. But she was no longer the meek Shen Muyao who could be pushed around. She would show everyone that she was back, and she would use her own methods to make those who had hurt her pay the price.
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