The lab was exploding, and my childhood sweetheart was begging me to save him. Suddenly, a barrage of bullet comments floated across the sky: [The male lead has been reborn! This explosion wasn't an accident; he set it up on purpose. Anyway, the female supporting character is such a simp, she'll definitely rush in to save him like in her past life.] [The male lead is so smart. After the fire started, he even poured some gasoline on it. Only by burning the supporting character to death can he avoid marrying her disfigured face out of gratitude like last time. He made the heroine be his mistress for eight years for nothing!] [Good thing the male lead loves the heroine. After using the supporting character's dowry to build his empire, he suffocated her with a pillow so he could marry our heroine.] [I remember the heroine is the supporting character's stepsister, right? She's already pregnant with the male lead's child? Tsk tsk, forbidden love between brother-in-law and sister-in-law, so spicy!] [Supporting character, hurry in and save the male lead! We can't wait to see the sweet romance between the leads!] Save him? I pretended to be frightened, retreated to a safe distance, and then gracefully fainted. My boyfriend's voice grew weaker. I couldn't help but smile. "Jason, in this life, I'm going to destroy you!" 1 Flames licked the glass windows of the laboratory, twisting my shadow into grotesque shapes. Jason's hoarse cries for help rang in my ears. "Sarah! Save me!" But he was clearly certain I would rush in, his tone devoid of panic. I didn't make a sound, standing still. In my past life, I rushed into the fire and dragged him out, leaving half my face permanently scarred like a centipede. He held me and cried, saying he would be responsible for me for the rest of his life. But then he turned around and complained that I was an embarrassment to take out. He forced me to hand over all the gold bars and property deeds my grandfather left me, claiming it was compensation for the grievance he suffered due to my disfigurement. Bullet comments exploded in my vision again: [Hurry up, the heroine is still waiting outside. Just waiting for the fire to get bigger so she can 'save' the supporting character's corpse. Then she can play the loving sister and trick the grandfather into leaving the inheritance to her!] [Why isn't she moving? If something happens to the male lead, won't she die of regret?] In the smoke, Jason coughed incessantly. Seeing no reaction from me for a long time, he finally panicked. "Sarah, I saw you! Why aren't you coming in to save me!" "My... my leg is pinned, I can't run! Don't worry, the fire isn't big yet, you'll be fine. Once we're out, I promise to marry you!" I stared at the anxious face in the sea of fire, suddenly recalling how he suffocated me with a pillow in my past life, his face twisted as he blamed me: "If you hadn't pestered me and used saving my life to blackmail me, why would I marry an ugly monster like you? You ruined my love with Chloe, you deserve to die!" I curled my lips, my laughter drowned out by the crackling fire. Since Chloe is so great, let her save Jason. I took a sharp step back, ensuring the distance was safe. Then, I let myself fall backward. As I faked fainting, I faintly heard Jason's screams. Getting weaker... [What's wrong with the supporting character? Why did she faint? If she doesn't save him, what about the male lead?] [It's over, it's over, the male lead poured gasoline this time! Where's the heroine? Come save him!] A second before my eyelids closed, I heard the sirens of fire trucks approaching. I covered my nose and mouth, the corners of my lips rising uncontrollably. Jason. Let the games begin. 2 When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a VIP hospital room. I subconsciously touched my cheek. Smooth and perfect as always. The smell of disinfectant was mixed with a familiar, cloyingly sweet citrus perfume. Just like Chloe herself. She was sitting by the bed peeling an apple. Seeing me wake up, her eyes immediately reddened. "Sis, you scared me to death! Jason is still in emergency surgery. The doctor said... his face might be ruined." The bullet comments were furious: [It's all Sarah's fault! If she hadn't fainted at the critical moment, how would the male lead be hurt so badly? She must take full responsibility!] [Heroine, hurry up and gaslight her! Make her pay for his treatment. She owes you guys anyway!] I ignored these NPC comments, tugged at the IV tube, and looked indifferent. "Is that so? That's a pity. He cared about that face the most." Chloe's knife paused. "Sis, how can you say that? Jason went to the lab to keep you company..." I laughed out loud. "Keep me company? Yesterday he specifically told me he wanted the lab to himself today and told me not to come." "Then he messaged me ten minutes before the explosion, urging me to go over. Ten minutes, exactly the time it takes to walk from my dorm to the lab." Chloe's face paled, her hand holding the knife trembling uncontrollably. A nurse walked in just then. I raised an eyebrow and deliberately asked the nurse: "Nurse, do we have the results of the explosion investigation? I thought I saw a shadow and smelled gasoline." The nurse paused. "Gasoline? Not sure, but the fire department said there were signs of secondary ignition, like an accelerant was used." "The police will probably come to question you later. You can tell them." Clang. The fruit knife dropped to the floor. Chloe gripped the apple, head lowered, expression hidden. The nurse thought she was scared, picked up the knife, and comforted her. But she quickly stood up and grabbed her phone from the table. It rang suddenly, but she didn't answer. Instead, she made an excuse to leave. I closed my eyes, sneering internally. I saw the caller ID. It was Jason. He's quite capable, waking up so fast. Well, as his "girlfriend," I have to go visit him. 3 The doctor checked me over. Confirming I was fine, I could be discharged after the IV finished. When I went to see Jason, his face was wrapped in thick gauze. Seeing me enter, he struggled to sit up, voice choking: "Sarah, I'm so glad you're okay... I thought I'd never see you again." "Why did you... suddenly faint?" He seemed suspicious. I took two steps back and sighed: "The fire was too big, the heat suffocated me. Otherwise, I would have definitely saved you." "By the way, Jason, even if an experiment went wrong, the fire shouldn't have been that big, right? Did you use some special materials?" Jason's expression shifted, seemingly annoyed that he poured a bucket of gasoline and burned himself. The bullet comments cared more about his health than he did, filling the screen with demands for money. [The supporting character is shameless, just bringing a fruit basket? Hurry up and pay for his treatment!] [Yeah, I remember she has 30% of the shares, worth about a billion. She should give it all to him as an apology!] Jason reached out, clutching the hem of my shirt. "Don't worry about the medical bills... I can..." He coughed violently, covering his mouth with a tissue. "I'm just short on the surgery fee, I don't want you to..." I stifled a laugh, placing the fruit basket on the nightstand. Funny. Even as the "male lead," he still has to beg me, the "vicious supporting character," for money. "I asked the doctor. Your follow-up treatment will cost a lot. I contacted Grandpa, but he said my trust fund can't be touched until I get married." Jason stiffened, the corner of his mouth twitching under the gauze. "What do you mean?" I shrugged innocently. "Exactly what I said. I have no money right now. You'll have to figure it out yourself." In my past life, lying in the hospital bed, before I could say anything... He started complaining about being tight on money and told me to figure out the medical bills myself. I was just returning his words to him, verbatim. He clearly realized this, his eyes under the gauze full of scrutiny. Just as we were at a stalemate, the door opened. A man in a black suit walked in, followed by a lawyer. Tall, sharp-eyed. He nodded slightly upon seeing me: "Miss Shen, I am Ethan He, your grandfather's legal counsel. He heard about your accident and asked me to check on you." I paused, seeing the comments pop up: [Who is this guy? Looks tough.] [Is he here to help the supporting character? What about our leads!] Oh~ so these self-proclaimed omniscient NPCs don't know everything. I remembered Ethan. A ruthless figure in the legal world, managing billions in overseas assets for my grandfather at a young age. In my past life, after I was disfigured, he visited once. Frowned and said Jason wasn't good enough for me. Never saw him again. Jason recognized him too, his tone instantly polite. "Mr. He, sorry to trouble you." Ethan ignored him, walking straight to me. "Miss Shen, do you need me to handle the follow-up? Including the liability assessment for the lab." Seeing the flash of inquiry in his eyes, I looked him over. Black eyes deep as a cold pool, pale skin making him look noble and sharp. Much easier on the eyes than the mummy-faced Jason. I suddenly had a great idea. 4 After leaving the hospital, I met Ethan at a nearby cafe. Stirring my coffee, I spoke first. "Mr. He, I want to propose a partnership." Ethan looked up, a hint of interest in his eyes. "Please, go ahead." I looked him in the eye and said clearly: "Jason doesn't deserve me." "But it's inconvenient for me to act right now. So I want to hire you to help me deal with Jason... and my stepsister, Chloe." "Of course, I won't ask for free help. The Shen family has a plot of land in the West City, good location. If you help me make them pay, I'll transfer it to you at cost." Ethan put down his spoon, leaning forward slightly, tone playful. "Is Miss Shen using me as a tool for revenge?" I smirked. "Don't put it like that. It's a win-win. You get the land and make a profit. I get revenge and peace of mind." He was silent for a few seconds, then laughed: "Miss Shen is quite the calculator. But I'm not interested in that land." "Then what do you want?" Ethan's gaze landed on my face, deep eyes pulling me in. "What I want, perhaps, is a favor from you, Miss Shen." My heart skipped a beat, but I kept my face calm. "A favor is an intangible thing. Doesn't Mr. He feel he's losing out?" Slender fingers tapped the table lightly as Ethan spoke slowly: "In my opinion, a favor from Miss Shen is worth much more than a plot of land." Ethan He was dangerous. But having died once, Sarah Shen feared no danger. I raised an eyebrow and extended my hand with a smile. "Then, here's to a happy partnership."
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