After rebirth, I cut off my love brain sister and want to be the queen

The scene of him hitting me after he gained weight seemed like it was just yesterday, and I subconsciously reached out to touch my head.

He smashed a hole there with an iron rod, and blood was gushing out. I was in excruciating pain.

And my waist was bruised all over by his kicks. I couldn't even lie down at night because the pain went to my bones.

There were also marks on his thighs, some of which were caused by him burning them with cigarette butts, and some by him hitting them with objects.

I thought I would forget all those things that scared me, but when I saw this person, they all came flooding back.

"Don't... don't hit me..." My body was already trembling. Zhou Zeping was talking to his colleague and passed by me.

I instinctively raised my hands to cover my face, mumbling a few notes.

Wen Qiao looked at me strangely.

"Jingjing, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so grim?"

Wen Qiao's voice was soft and gentle, as if it could soothe people's hearts.

My eyes cleared up again, and I breathed a sigh of relief after seeing her.

Those things in life that frightened me completely disappeared.

The me now is a new me.

"It's nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well last night." I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and said dryly.

"Jingjing, you seemed a little strange since yesterday." Wen Qiao noticed that something was wrong with me.

I forced a smile to dispel her doubts: "How am I weird? I'm still me, right?"

"I can't really explain it, but I feel like you've become a different person. You've suddenly become mature." Wen Qiao said as she looked at me.

I laughed and said, "Isn't it good to be more mature? We are already seventeen years old."

Wen Qiao also laughed: "Of course it's good. If you are more mature, you won't be fooled so easily."

I felt sad inside, staring at Zhou Zeping's receding back, and curled my fingers.

Yes, this time, I will not let this scumbag fool me again. Not only will I not let him fool me, I will also tear off his hypocritical mask.

He is clearly married, yet he still dares to lie and say he is single. He even wants to come to the factory to deceive us young girls who have just entered society.

I don’t know if I am the nth silly girl he tricked into going home.

"Zhou Zeping, even if I destroy you, you still owe me this." I had no mercy on him, only endless hatred.

If I have any chance, I will avenge the evil and hatred of my previous life in this life.

The work on the production line is boring, repetitive and monotonous, but this is the skill that we factory girls use to make a living.

"Yin Jingjing, did you put this part on the wrong line?" Chen Guihua suddenly came around behind me and checked my bill of materials.

I was instantly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

I picked up the comparison table and looked at it carefully, and sure enough, it was wrong.

"Foreman, I'm sorry, I may not have seen it clearly." I apologized quickly.

Fortunately, it hasn't been hammered into the circuit board yet. Otherwise, if it is discovered at the next stage, the entire line will have to be redone, and I... will lose my job.

"Be careful next time. This is not a joke." Chen Guihua was also very scared. As the foreman, if I was punished, she would also be criticized.

I was very grateful that she helped me check it out. I thought I was going to be scolded by her, but she just gave me a few words of advice and left.

I know, it must be because of the novel I borrowed from her yesterday.

Sure enough, it is useful to observe people’s orders and cater to their preferences.

At noon, when everyone on the production line lined up to go to the restaurant for lunch, I was just thinking with my head down.

There were some women screaming from the front.

When I looked up, I saw some young men from the technical department passing by.

Zhou Zeping had a smile on his face. His refreshing temperament, coupled with his harmless smile, made the girls even more moved.

I looked at him coldly, wishing I could use a knife to poke a few holes in his body.

Maybe it was because there was murderous intent in my eyes that Zhou Zeping noticed me. He looked at me with amazement.

I instantly felt physically uncomfortable, my face was filled with disgust, and hatred surged in my heart.

You scumbag, if you look at me again, I will dig out your eyes.

Zhou Zeping looked at me twice more, and the man next to him suddenly patted his shoulder. Zhou Zeping looked shy as if his little thoughts had been seen through.

Wen Qiao, who was walking in front of me, was also looking at him, her face flushed and her eyes bright.

I quickly reached out and covered her eyes: "Okay, stop looking. If you keep looking, you'll step on someone's heel."

I saw what Wen Qiao was thinking, and she stamped her foot in anger: "Jingjing, stop talking nonsense, who saw it?"

Wen Qiao is a simple and kind girl, and I will never let her fall into Zhou Zeping's mud pit.

Because I just climbed out of the abyss, this time, I decided to give the scumbag Zhou Zeping to my love rival from back then.

That woman is a powerful character. She always claims that she comes from a wealthy family and that her eldest brother is a gangster.

In my previous life, Zhou Zeping fought with one of her brothers for me. It was that fight that made me fall head over heels in love with him.

If such a scene happens again in this life, I will definitely let that love rival be with him, and let her big brother who is involved in the underworld deal with those blood-sucking worms in the Zhou family.

Another day has passed. I don’t have to go to work tomorrow. As soon as I get off work, Wen Qiao took my hand and said she would take me to the third floor of the leisure area to watch TV series.

You can rent movies there, all of them are dramas from Hong Kong. To be honest, I really enjoy watching them.

But I can't watch it and I don't have time to waste on it.

"Wen Qiao, I want to apply to an adult college." When I told Wen Qiao my idea, she looked at me with an incredible expression.

"Jingjing, you're not sick, are you? You told me before that studying was pointless and that it would be better to go to the factory and earn money. Now... you want to take the college entrance exam?"

I admit that my bipolar thoughts scared Wen Qiao.

But I have no other choice. If I don’t want to go back to my old ways, I have to make changes.

I know it is very difficult for a technical secondary school student to enter a university.

However, diplomas are very popular nowadays.

We have not yet reached our population peak and education is not yet universal, so the value of a diploma will be more useful than in the future.

I wore it back from 2019. I am well aware of how fast things will change in the future society and how people's living standards will change dramatically.

Therefore, I must be admitted to university.

"Wen Qiao, I just read something in a novel yesterday, and it suddenly dawned on me that although we are still young, one day we will all be old. If we don't work hard now, how will we make money to eat when we are 25 or 35?" Because in my previous life, I suffered from the pain of having no education and no ability, that's why I lived such a miserable life.

Wen Qiao blinked her blank eyes and looked at me: "Jingjing, you are really different now. You have considered such a far-reaching matter."

"Don't you think about it?" I asked her.

Wen Qiao shook her head: "I don't have any thoughts. Anyway, I'm just taking it one step at a time. Once I make some money, I'll go home and find someone to marry."

"What about getting married? What if you have no money, your in-laws, and your husband look down on you? You have no ability, and even your children will look down on you." I asked excitedly.

Wen Qiao stared at me blankly, then smiled and shook her head: "Jingjing, do people born like us have any choice?"

I grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly: "As long as you want it, you can have it, Wen Qiao, otherwise, let's take the college entrance examination together, so that we can have company."

Wen Qiao shook her head and pushed my hand away: "Jingjing, I don't have as big a goal as you, and I can't stick to it, but I hope you can get into college soon."

I sighed. It seems that even if I am the king, I can't carry a piece of trash.

All I can say is, I tried my best.