Reborn as a heiress, she transforms into a ruthless vengeful woman.

Today is the fifteenth of August, a day that should be a time for family reunion.

In a damp and cold basement in a foreign land, Ye Xinghe curled up in a pool of dried, dark red liquid.

His body was covered in blood and gore, and he was barely clothed.

Ye Xinghe strained to lift her head and looked at the blurry full moon through the small ventilation window.

Suddenly, a sound came from upstairs. Then came the sound of a lock being opened, and the basement door slowly opened.

"Brother Mofan, why are you locking the door?"

"Her tendons in her hands and feet are broken, how could she possibly escape?"

The speaker was her former best friend, Jiang Yan.

"That woman is such a stubborn and despicable person, she's still alive!"

Jiang Yan linked arms with the man beside her, swaying her slender waist, her breasts rubbing against his arm.

"Brother Mofan, let's resolve this tonight. She's scared to be left here."

Chu Mofan pinched her chin with one hand and kissed her.

His other hand wasn't idle either; he casually grabbed her breasts and said with a dazed look in his eyes, "What? Didn't I satisfy you enough just now?"

"Oh dear, Brother Mofan," Jiang Yan feigned a coquettish tone, "Is this appropriate in front of your ex-wife?"

Chu Mofan stopped what he was doing, still not satisfied, and looked at the woman in the corner with disgust.

Ye Xinghe, the wife he had been married to for ten years, yet who had loathed him for all ten.

"They're such animals, they can go into heat anytime, anywhere."

Ye Xinghe's originally fair face had turned scarlet.

A scar runs from his left eye to the right corner of his mouth.

His left eye was completely blind, and he could only look at the adulterous couple with his right eye open.

"You still have such a sharp tongue!" Jiang Yan stroked the diamond ring on her ring finger, glancing sideways at it as she said.

"This is a ten-carat pigeon egg that Brother Mofan just bought for me at the auction."

"By the way, Sister Xinghe, your wedding ring is fake. You've worn it for ten years, you must know that, right?"

Ye Xinghe sneered, her split lips looking extremely ferocious.

From the day she was locked in the basement, she has shed countless tears. The physical pain combined with the emotional pain has long since numbed her.

Jiang Yan's words had absolutely no effect on her.

"A bastard is a bastard! He has no taste! Something that grew up in the sewers will treat picking up a dung ball like a treasure!"

Ye Xinghe's hoarse voice struggled to utter these words, sounding terrifying in the dark basement.

"Pah!" Jiang Yan spat a mouthful of phlegm onto Ye Xinghe's face.

She hates nothing more than people talking about her background.

"I'll teach you to talk! I'll cut your tongue off!" he said, and then frantically rushed to the side to find a knife.

"Yan Yan, calm down and come here."

Chu Mowen sat on a chair one meter away from Ye Xinghe.

He pulled Jiang Yan into his arms, placed his hand on her lower abdomen, and said softly, "Don't let this bitch upset your baby. Do you really need to kill her yourself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his phone and gestured to it.

Jiang Yan understood and took it without hesitation, revealing a wicked smile.

"Sister Xinghe, I'm already four months pregnant. I can't see knives and blood."

“A lot happened outside during the two months you were locked up here.”

As Jiang Yan spoke, she opened her phone and handed it to Ye Xinghe.

A dimly lit, dilapidated small theater appeared on the screen.

A deep red curtain hung down, obscuring everything, but the environment sounded very noisy and crowded.

A few seconds later, the curtain was slowly drawn back, revealing a huge vase in the center of the stage. Judging from the patterns, it was from Siam, and a microphone was placed in front of it.

Then someone came up, and the room quieted down a little. The person said in broken Chinese, "The show is about to begin."

The man tapped the bottle with his hand. Suddenly, a head popped out of the bottle!

The "head" had long hair that covered most of its face, making it difficult to see its features. Its mouth was positioned directly in front of the microphone.

Immediately afterwards, the person patted the vase twice, and the "human head" slowly began to sing.

At this moment, Ye Xinghe opened her eyes wide and instinctively tried to sit up, but she didn't move an inch.

Her blood was surging upwards, and a sweet, metallic taste rose in her throat.

She recognized the star necklace around the neck of the "human head"!

It was her brother—Ye Xingchen.

"Isn't that amazing? The former top orthopedic surgeon in Jiangyang has been turned into a human pig!"

"Your own brother has set countless bones, how come he couldn't set his own arms and legs!"

Jiang Yan laughed wildly, "Ye Xingchen is currently the most popular pretty boy in Siam."

“I told him to behave himself as a human pig for a year and help me earn enough money, then I would let you and your siblings meet! You actually believed that? Hahaha, you're really stupid.”

Ye Xinghe couldn't utter a single word; her eyes seemed to shoot out sparks.

She felt her blood surging wildly in her temples, as if it were about to burst.

She knew that although her brother Ye Xingchen was a surgeon, she was afraid of even getting injections.

How much must one want to protect her to endure such cruel and painful torment?

"This is just the beginning! The real show is about to begin!" Chu Mowen mocked. "Open your eyes wide and see clearly!"

The video continued playing, and then the camera switched to the audience seats.

Most of the people at the table wore expressions of perverse excitement, while a very few covered their eyes, unable to look.

Suddenly the camera zoomed in a little, and Ye Xinghe immediately spotted the middle-aged man who was out of place among this group of people and was tied to a chair.

His face shone with tears, and his expression was one of silent wailing.

"I specially invited your father to come and watch his precious son's performance!"

"Do you know why he can't make a sound? It's because he's just as foul-mouthed as you! I cut his tongue out!"

Jiang Yan continued fiercely at Ye Xinghe, "Do you know how your dad felt after watching the performance?"

"Hahahaha! He! Jumped! Off! The! Building! Ye Minghan is such a waste! He jumped from the 55th floor and just smashed into a pile of minced meat!"

"Look behind you, it's all recorded!"

Ye Xinghe's angry face twisted into that of a raging beast, her eyes bloodshot and filled with a frenzied killing intent!

She screamed with all her might, her voice echoing like muffled thunder throughout the basement.

"If I die, I, Ye Xinghe, will become a vengeful ghost, haunting and cursing you day and night! If I have an afterlife, I, Ye Xinghe, will skin you alive and drink your blood!"

"You will remember everything you've done to me!! I, Ye Xinghe, will repay you a hundredfold! A thousandfold! Ten thousandfold!!!"

Jiang Yan glanced contemptuously at Ye Xinghe, who was lying on the ground barely alive, and sneered.

"Then I'll keep you alive and watch you suffer a fate worse than death!"

After saying that, the two embraced and left the basement.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Xinghe vaguely sensed that someone was nearby.

She slowly opened her eyes, and a pair of silver-gray eyes appeared before her.

"Please, kill me, let me die," Ye Xinghe pleaded softly.

Those silver-gray eyes suddenly turned scarlet and filled with tears.

Suddenly, a sharp knife stabbed towards Ye Xinghe's chest.