Rebirth: Jiaojiao is delicate in public, but ruthless in private.

Qiao Village.

"Captain Fu, that's Qiaojia Village. The family holding the funeral is the Qiao family."

"Hmm." The man sitting in the back seat of the jeep raised his eyes slightly. The car stopped, and he stepped out of the car with long strides.

As he passed by the window of the Qiao family's house, he heard a sound coming from inside.

"Qiao Ruan, are you going to the city to live a good life?"

"Your father died, but you ended up benefiting from it, being adopted by a wealthy and powerful family in Kyoto. Tsk tsk." The woman's voice was full of jealousy and bitterness.

"What a pity that you dumped Liancheng! You even dumped your girlfriend to climb the social ladder. I really admire your heartlessness!"

Upon hearing Qiao Ruan's name, Fu Hanchen paused slightly and stood by the window. Soon, he heard a soft cough coming from inside, followed by her cold voice.

"Qiao Meng, you're just envious and jealous, aren't you? You probably wish it were you who lost your father and got adopted in the city." She saw right through her cousin's thoughts.

"You...don't talk nonsense!" Qiao Meng said angrily.

"Really? Look at your sour face, it's like an unripe jujube on a tree. Let me tell you, Qiao Meng, so what if I'm trying to climb the social ladder? I just want to live a good life in the city, and you can only be envious!" Although Qiao Ruan's voice was soft, her words were like knives, piercing Qiao Meng's heart.

"Besides, what good partner can't I find now that I'm in the city? I don't care if you like Shen Liancheng."

Shen Liancheng, the last man she married in her previous life, beat and kicked her, and maliciously tormented her. In the end, she was trapped and died in the backyard of the Shen family. She died with her eyes wide open, not even forty years old.

Yes, Qiao Ruan was reborn, but she didn't know why she was reborn in the same year her father died.

All she knew was that she would never fail to cherish the future and life her father had given her at the cost of his life!

Qiao Ruan closed her eyes briefly, the sound of the suona outside gradually making her eyes red.

Qiao Meng retorted, hands on her hips, "Fine, I knew you were a flirt! I heard about the three young masters of the Fu family. You vixen, you're definitely thinking about seducing them and marrying into a wealthy family!"

Qiao Ruan curled her lips and looked at Qiao Meng with mockery. Only Qiao Meng had eyes full of men. However, having lived a second life, Qiao Ruan knew how to infuriate Qiao Meng. She lifted her lips and said lightly, "That's right, I plan to seduce the young master of the Fu family and become his young mistress. Unfortunately, you will never have such an opportunity in your life."

Qiao Meng: ...I'm furious!

Fu Hanchen outside the window: ...

The driver following behind him said: "...This young lady from the Qiao family has lofty ambitions."

Fu Hanchen's usually indifferent face darkened. He was sent by the old man to pick up the Qiao family's orphan. Adopting a girl was not a big deal for the Fu family; it was just another mouth to feed.

But he never expected that Qiao Chengjun's daughter was so greedy, snobbish, and even wanted to seduce the Fu family to become their young mistress.

dream!

He sneered and strode toward the Qiao family's gate.

In those days, funerals in the village were still very simple. Fortunately, Qiao's father died in the line of duty, so the whole village went to great lengths to hold a funeral for him.

Upon hearing that someone from the Fu family in Kyoto had arrived, Uncle Qiao, who was also Qiao Ruan's father's elder brother, hurriedly led his men out to greet them.

Fu Hanchen didn't bother with pleasantries, simply nodded and walked towards Qiao Chengjun's memorial tablet.

Qiao Chengjun was his father's old comrade-in-arms, and there was a reason for his sacrifice. The old man personally instructed him to come and offer incense to Qiao Chengjun.

Fu Hanchen stood in front of the memorial tablet, lit incense, and bowed respectfully.

His attitude had changed from indifferent and cold before, but he was also full of menacing aura, making people afraid to get close.

Uncle Qiao broke out in a cold sweat; this young man was truly terrifying.

"Qiao Ruan, come out quickly, the Fu family has come to pick you up!" Just then, Aunt shouted into the house.

The wooden door creaked slightly, and a figure pushed it open and stepped out.

She was dressed in all black with a mourning mark on her head. Her face was bare, and her jet-black hair was casually tied in a low ponytail, with a few strands falling across her face.

At a glance, Qiao Ruan spotted the strong, upright figure standing in front of the memorial tablet.

People from the Fu family.

Even just his back view was imposing and dignified, and everyone around him fell silent.

After casually lighting the incense, Fu Hanchen slowly turned around and looked coldly at the arrogant and ambitious orphan of the Qiao family.