She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

When Song Qianqian returned to the Luo family home, she found it strange to see several suitcases outside the gate.

Upon closer inspection, she realized it was her own suitcase. She hadn't yet removed the boarding pass number from it.

At that moment, anger surged into my brain.

She pursed her lips and walked quickly toward the Luo family's house. As she was about to cross the gate, the butler stopped her, saying, "You can't go in."

Song Qianqian looked at him in surprise, then pointed to herself in disbelief: "Are you stopping me?"

She gritted her teeth, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in her eyes.

Anyone can get away with messing with her!

The butler nodded with a distant smile on his face.

The series of attacks made Song Qianqian laugh in anger.

She shouted, "Who gave you the audacity to treat me like this?"

The angry question startled the four carved chandeliers at the courtyard gate, causing them to tremble.

The butler maintained his businesslike smile and repeated, "You've been kicked out. The Luo family will no longer take you in."

This made her even angrier: "If Uncle Luo finds out, he'll make you pay!"

The villa door opened, and the butler stepped aside, allowing Song Qianqian to clearly see Luo Yusheng walking out of the door.

"Did I give them enough courage?"

Song Qianqian's eyes widened, unable to believe that she could be so resolute.

She had done even worse things before, so how could Luo Yusheng be so heartless as to drive her away this time?

She took a deep breath; now was not the time to delve into these matters. Her earlier firmness vanished, replaced by tears welling in her eyes.

Taking advantage of the housekeeper's inattention, she rushed past him to Luo Yusheng: "Shengsheng, are you still angry about what happened today? I've already explained to you that I really don't know who posted that photo on the campus network."

Hearing her still trying to argue, Luo Yusheng felt a surge of annoyance.

The housekeeper couldn't stop Song Qianqian and stepped forward to try and grab her.

Song Qianqian deftly shook off his hand, then bent over and continued to plead, "Sheng Sheng, we've known each other for so many years, don't you believe me?"

Luo Yusheng's pupils trembled as memories of her dying moments resurfaced. In her past life, she had trusted them too much, which led to her tragic end.

Which pot does not open which pot.

She pinched Song Qianqian's chin, looked at her tearful and aggrieved expression, and said coldly, "I don't believe it."

Song Qianqian blinked, and tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped onto her fingernails.

The warm touch made Luo Yusheng feel nauseous, and she signaled to the housekeeper to take the person away.

As Song Qianqian was being dragged away by the housekeeper, she was still arguing her case: "I can explain, I can apologize, please, Sheng Sheng, don't."

She was afraid that Luo Yusheng would really drive her away, so she kept pleading. It wasn't until her shoes fell off during the struggle that she realized it was useless.

She glared resentfully at Luo Yusheng, then pleaded in a different tone, "Uncle Luo, Sheng Sheng wants to kick me out. Could you please beg her for me?"

No matter how much she shouted, no one responded.

"Dad's away on a business trip. You can shout yourself hoarse, it won't do any good. Give up."

Luo Yusheng instructed the housekeeper, "Close the door and don't let anyone unrelated in from now on."

Song Qianqian struggled to get up from the ground and lunged at the closing courtyard gate, but it was too late. The sound of the gate locking filled her with despair.

She glared at Luo Yusheng, wishing she could tear her to pieces.

Instead of leaving, she called Ji Tingxiao and embellished the story of what had just happened.

Ji Tingxiao rushed over and yelled at the Luo family, "Luo Yusheng, come out here! Why did you kick Qianqian out?"

Luo Yusheng sneered and stepped out.

She had long expected Song Qianqian to come to him.

"This is my home. Whoever I want to kick out, they have to leave."

She gestured for Wang Ma to give the things to Ji Tingxiao, but he didn't take them, so Wang Ma put them at his feet.

The bag wasn't placed securely and tipped over, causing the heart-shaped stones to roll out and land at Song Qianqian's feet.

She feigned surprise: "Isn't this something Tingxiao gave you? What do you mean by this?"

Ji Tingxiao's face was ashen as he stared intently at Luo Yusheng, awaiting her answer.

She said in a light tone, "Clean up the trash."

This was the only thing Ji Tingxiao ever gave her, and in her past life, she treasured it like a precious gem.

She later learned that he gave it to Song Qianqian because she didn't like it.

Ji Tingxiao was so angry that his face turned from blue to purple, his breathing became heavy, and he gritted his teeth as he called her name.

The door opened at that moment, and Jiang Moche slowly walked in from not far away, attracting everyone's attention.

Luo Yusheng didn't want him to get involved in this, so she said to him, "Go upstairs and wait for me."

Ji Tingxiao's eyes darkened. Luo Yusheng knew he disliked Jiang Moche, yet she still called him over at this time. Did she want people to laugh at him?

Seeing that he was about to explode with anger, Song Qianqian had an idea and deliberately asked, "Sheng Sheng, did you return the gift Ting Xiao gave you because of Jiang?"

Luo Yusheng's eyes were filled with sarcasm. "I don't care about this stuff."

Her acquiescence only fueled Ji Tingxiao's anger. He kicked the bag at his feet away and pointed at her, threatening, "If you insist on making Qianqian move out, I will never set foot in the Luo family again."

His threat only amused her: "Whatever."

After speaking, she lowered her eyes and looked at the gifts scattered on the ground.

He instructed the butler, "Throw away the trash."

Before Song Qianqian could say anything more, the housekeeper chased her away, and the cheap gift was thrown away with them.

She thought that by calling Ji Tingxiao, she could force Luo Yusheng to let her stay, but the little bitch had actually become smart and refused to accept her instigation.

She squeezed out a few tears and anxiously asked Ji Tingxiao, "What should we do now?"

Ji Tingxiao took her to a hotel, where the room fee plus deposit totaled 499 yuan.

She only had a little over a hundred yuan on her, and Ji Tingxiao only had some loose change left. He searched through all his cards and finally managed to scrape together the room fee.

As soon as she entered the room, the smell of disinfectant mixed with a musty odor hit Song Qianqian.

The bathroom, separated by a transparent glass partition to the right of the entrance, had neither wet nor dry areas properly maintained, and there were still traces of dirt on the glass.

Looking further inside, the room was even smaller than her previous dressing room, barely big enough to fit a bed and two bedside tables, making Song Qianqian feel cramped.

She curled her lip and said, "I've never stayed in such a bad hotel before."

Ji Tingxiao looked around and felt that the room was indeed not very good. He angrily said, "The Luo family is not hers to call the shots. What right does she have to kick you out?"

He gently comforted the tearful Song Qianqian, saying, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you get justice."

He clenched his fists, his eyes sharp.

What evil has bewitched that brat Luo Yusheng?

……

The next day, as soon as Luo Yusheng arrived at the classroom, she saw Song Qianqian waiting at the back door.

She intended to walk past directly, but Song Qianqian grabbed her hand, pleading with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful.

"Sheng Sheng, are you calm now? Can I move back now?"