Reborn 99 Days Later, Becoming a Landlady and Getting into Tsinghua and Peking Universities

"I don't know if you've heard, but the hen next door that can't lay eggs has been married to us for five years and still hasn't gotten pregnant."

"No wonder her husband wanted a divorce. I heard he found a college student afterward..."

"Occupying the toilet without using it..."

“Jiang Yicheng, I’ve never liked you from beginning to end. I’ve always liked Rongrong. If it weren’t for you, I would have been with her long ago.”

"You'd better sign the divorce papers right away. Rongrong is pregnant. If it weren't for the fact that Rongrong always thinks of you as her best friend and is worried about hurting you, I would have already..."

"Yicheng, it's all my fault. Blame me if you want, but once love comes, no one can stop it. Please, please let Tianlang and me be together..."

"This fat, dark, old, ugly monster doesn't even deserve to be compared to Rongrong! Tianlang is so loyal and righteous, he actually put up with her for 5 years..."

"Ms. Jiang, your father's tuberculosis infection covers a very large area. Please be prepared."

“Miss Jiang, your mother’s lumbar spine problems and gout are too severe. She’ll probably be bedridden for the rest of her life…”

"Something terrible has happened! Shuyuan was caught in a mine collapse and couldn't be rescued..."

"Shu Yang went to settle scores with Qin Tianlang and got locked up..."

"Jiang Yicheng, why do you think I became your best friend? Of course, it's to get more opportunities to get closer to Tianlang..."

Jiang Yicheng felt a sharp pain in her head and tried to open her eyes, but she couldn't open them no matter what she did.

Everything from the past played on repeat in her mind like a slideshow.

After handling her parents' funeral arrangements, on her way home, Jiang Yicheng was hit by a car while saving a child. She then found herself floating in the air like a ghost.

Everything that had happened in the past played out before her eyes like a movie, and she realized that she had been terribly blind and ignorant before.

She watched like that for an unknown amount of time, and then suddenly realized that she could float away.

Later, she witnessed the return of Hong Kong and Macau to China, the 08 Olympics, the rise of the internet, and read many imaginative novels...

...The control group, yes, she realized then that she was just a supporting female in Yang Rongrong's control group.

Yang Rongrong, orphaned and suffering immense hardship, remains resilient; Jiang Yicheng, spoiled and willful by her family, is also vicious.

When the college entrance exam results came out, Yang Rongrong was overjoyed to have been admitted to university. However, her love-struck mind led her to become a mistress.

Yang Rongrong is admired for her hard work and ambition; she works hard to send money to scumbags and bitches from afar.

In the end, Yang Rongrong married Qin Tianlang after he achieved great success; she became a haggard housewife who couldn't lay eggs and interfered in other people's relationships.

She was sent home only to find out that her parents were either sick or paralyzed, and that her twin brother had died in an accident. She was filled with remorse.

"So love-struck that even wild vegetables are left to be dug up..."

Jiang Yicheng smiled sadly, feeling as if her heart was being pricked by needles, a sharp pain shooting through her.

She's a hopeless romantic, isn't she the perfect example?

She was like she'd been kicked in the head by a donkey, getting entangled with that despicable couple for five years.

I just feel so sorry for her loving family.

My parents were unable to enjoy their later years due to overwork, and passed away in their early forties.

One of the twin brothers dropped out of school early to earn money, went down into the mine, and was killed in a mine collapse.

One of them, trying to help her get justice, was tricked and implicated by that despicable couple.

A once happy family was reduced to ruin and death in just five years, all because of her love-struck mind and lack of common sense.

Just as she was endlessly repenting, a sharp pain suddenly struck her head.

No, how could a ghost feel pain?

Jiang Yicheng suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling!

This is! This is...

Shock and surprise welled up in my heart like a tidal wave.

Jiang Yicheng sat up abruptly from the bed, reached out to touch the table beside her, and picked up the antique-looking mirror on the table to look at herself.

In the mirror, her oval face, as smooth as jade, was adorned with a pair of large, round, clear eyes. Her small, delicate nose twitched slightly with her movements, making her incredibly adorable.

Jiang Yicheng slightly curled the corners of her mouth, and the person in the mirror instantly revealed two rows of neat, white teeth. Two small tiger teeth and shallow dimples added to her lively and cute appearance.

Jiang Yicheng reached out and touched the young and innocent face that only appeared in her memories. The real touch made her eyes widen instantly.

She covered her mouth and looked around in shock.

Strange yet familiar, it was a place filled with the laughter and joy of the first 16 years of her life.

This bedroom, which belongs solely to her, always looks exceptionally bright and comfortable because of the abundant natural light.

Upon entering, one is greeted by a large wardrobe made of solid wood with red lacquer, filled with her clothes for all four seasons.

Indeed, in the late 1980s when material resources were still scarce, she had a whole wardrobe full of beautiful clothes.

Some of these clothes were made by skillful mothers who, after a hard day's work, went to the department store to observe and buy fabric, and then sewed them themselves.

Some were specially asked by Dad to be brought back by his colleagues who were on business trips to other provinces;

Some were hand-sewn by their grandmothers back home during their off-season from farming...

These clothes earned her the envious glances of her peers and brightened her entire adolescence; each piece was deeply imprinted with her family's love for her.

Opposite the wardrobe was a wooden desk, on which several jars of Pechoin skincare products were scattered.

That was brought from the provincial capital by my father's colleague at great expense. I heard it cost him all the savings he had painstakingly accumulated over the past six months!

Hair clips, digital watches, pens, notebooks, books... are all scattered on the table.

One end of the desk is right next to the bed, which is covered with pink floral sheets, showcasing the room's owner's strong girlish heart.

Jiang Yicheng knew this place too well; she didn't need to get up and go outside to know that the living room was right outside the bedroom.

Behind the bedroom was a cabinet with a black and white television on it.

A few years ago, because her twin brother was getting old and no longer suitable to sleep with his parents, a room was artificially partitioned off with wooden boards on the side of the living room away from her room.

A four-poster bed was placed inside, which became the bedroom for the two younger brothers.

To the left of the bedroom is my parents' bedroom, which is the same size, but has a balcony partitioned off, which is used specifically for drying clothes and storing miscellaneous items.

The kitchen is opposite my parents' bedroom.

As for toilets and bathrooms?

That's the big room at the very end of each floor.

Dining room?

That's the folding table in front of the TV cabinet.

She lived for 16 years in this two-bedroom apartment, a welfare house specially allocated to her father by the mine.

Even after she got married, her parents still kept a room for her so that she would have a place to rest when she came back.

It wasn't until my father's tuberculosis worsened to the point that he could no longer work in the mine, and when the mine was being reformed and the welfare housing was being sold off, my family couldn't afford it, so the company took back the house.

But what puzzled Jiang Yicheng was that wasn't she just... a ghost?

A ghost that has been wandering for over thirty years, unable to be reincarnated.

How did I suddenly go back to when I was 16?

Or do ghosts dream too?

Jiang Yicheng reached out and pinched the flesh on her arm. She had only turned it 180 degrees when she felt excruciating pain.

It will hurt?!

Ghosts don't feel pain!

Could it be that she was reborn, like in those popular online novels later on?