She died tragically at her engagement banquet, and was reborn to marry the heir of the Beijing elite

What? What's going on? This information came flooding in like a tidal wave, leaving Shen Mengxia feeling dizzy and confused.

She stared wide-eyed at the scrolling barrage of comments in disbelief, wondering to herself: Could the female lead they're talking about be me?

She sat there, stunned, trying to process the shocking news. After a long while, she came to her senses and decided to try to communicate with the mysterious barrage of comments.

"Can you hear me?" Shen Mengxia asked cautiously into the screen, her voice trembling slightly.

However, apart from the text flashing across the screen, there was no response.

At this moment, the barrage of comments started again.

"The female lead must not go to their engagement party."

"This second female lead is a bit of a weirdo. She insisted on making the female lead disappear on her own engagement day."

"The second female lead has a twisted personality. She insists on killing the female lead at her engagement banquet, and she even deliberately chose a hotel with a hidden room to hold the engagement banquet."

"Our Xiaxia is still a child, okay?"

"Which brain-dead author wrote this? Other people's heroines have a protagonist's halo, but her heroine is killed right from the start, and the second female lead takes over."

The comments section was still buzzing with activity, creating quite a lively atmosphere.

She realized that the comments section couldn't hear her; she felt like the female protagonist of a novel they were talking about.

Although I still have some doubts, since it concerns my life, I'll choose to believe it's true.

She remembered the comments saying that Qiao Wanwan would kill herself at the engagement party, so she couldn't go to the engagement party.

So she hurriedly packed a few changes of clothes, planning to stay at school for a few days.

She dialed the driver's number and rushed to the school dormitory, much to the surprise of the dormitory supervisor! "Who do we have here? Why did Miss Shen decide to stay in the dormitory?"

Shen Mengxia glanced at the sarcastic dormitory supervisor, too lazy to pay her any attention. As soon as she pushed open the dormitory door, the three girls in her room panicked a little.

The two people busily tidied up the things on her bed, while one of them reached out to take the things from her hands.

Apart from the days I stayed in the dormitory during military training, I've never stayed there before. Seeing them busy with all this, I felt a little bad and said, "It's okay, don't bother, I'll just stay for a few days."

Shen Mengxia silently made her bed, wondering to herself, "It's strange, I was in such a hurry to get to school that I didn't notice, but now I realize, why are all these comments gone again?"

Just then, Shen Mengxia's phone rang. "Hello, is this Ms. Shen Mengxia?"

"It's me. Who are you?"

"I'm from the Dongshan Branch of the Haijing City Public Security Bureau. I visited your residence before."

"The DNA test results are in. You and Ms. Shen Mengqing are indeed sisters. We've already informed President Fu, and now we're telling you directly. The report should already be at your residence."

"Thank you, I understand." Shen Mengxia had just hung up the phone when it rang again. "Xiaxia, where are you going so late?" The caller was Fu Yanchen.

"Brother, I'm just moving back to school for two days. I have my thesis defense coming up."

"The police told you, right? They found your older sister. Grandpa said he'll bring her back for Huaiting's engagement banquet tomorrow and introduce her to everyone. I'll send someone to pick you up from school." Fu Yanchen always spoke in a tone that brooked no refusal.

Shen Mengxia took a deep breath, as if to muster her courage, before stammering, "But...but...oh well, never mind! It's really nothing serious, you really don't need to pick me up. I can manage on my own, I can go back by myself, don't worry!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand, as if that would make the other person believe her more. However, her slightly trembling voice and somewhat flustered expression betrayed her true thoughts.

She sat at the table, chin in hand, deep in thought for a long time, but she couldn't come up with a reason that would give her a legitimate excuse to refuse to attend the engagement party.

However, the thought of reuniting with my long-lost sister still fills me with anticipation. It seems I absolutely have to attend this engagement party.