Evil Wife Young Master Lu

Chapter 2: Rebirth at the Age of Eighteen

Amidst his cries, Su Xiaofei heard a voice next to him. As he opened his eyes, he found his best friend, Xi Qian groaning in pain as he was shot on the ground. He struggled to escape from

the man's grip, even though he's too drunk.

Su Xiaofei sat down and held his head. He felt a little dizzy with the sudden changes around him.

What the hell's going on? Did the gods decide to replay his past to make him even more angry? Was it not enough that they allowed him to witness Lu Qingfeng's death and see the end of his miserable life?

As he looked around, they realized that they were in the pub where he and Xi Qian used to hang out.

"Take me off!" Xi Qian's shout pulled Su Xiaofei back to the real world.

In the next moment, his eyes lit up as he forced himself to stand back up. Due to the influence of alcohol, he staggered to keep his balance. Su Xiaofei could clearly remember this scene.

He immediately pounced on the back of the man who was trying to attack his friend, by pulling him away from Xi Qian before kicking him hard between his legs.

The man screamed, his eyes bulging with pain. What kind of man doesn't understand the pain he's going through?

Su Xiaofei did not stop. He kicked her again and again, before sending his limp body to the wall where he had been leaning before.

The man snuggled. His face was extremely pale, his entire body was trembling in shock.

Su Xiaofei looked at him with a sharp look. If one can see him now, it is understandable why he earned the title of ‘criminals’ just from his appearance. Paired with a cold and beautiful gaze, her entire personality exuded an aura of arrogance and confidence. He had a stunning appearance, but at the same time, he kept a cold and distant impression that made others not far away from him.

Su Xioafei, now with a clearer mind, looked around as he stepped harder into the man's body. He and Xi Qian were wearing shirts and jeans. He saw Xi Qian sitting down and rubbing her aching wrist. This time Su Xiaofei's eyes darkened when he saw the young face of his best friend.

If he was not mistaken, these were memories of his past, where he and Xi Qian were both eighteen years old. However, the feeling of the flesh was so obvious under his feet, Xi Qian's gentle tone as he called out his name and the place around him was too obvious.

Seeing the man groaning in pain under his feet, his eyes became even colder.

Is he a bit back in time? Ten years before his death, exactly?

In this particular memory, she and Xi Qian decided to celebrate the latter's birthday. Since Xi Qian's parents divorced when she was seven, none of her parents lived with her, and she was only cared for by her grandmother.

Xi Qian wanted to celebrate her birthday with Su Xiaofei, so she invited him to the pub where she worked part-time. Who would have thought that on the way out, Xi Qian would be attacked by a homeless man while Su Xiaofei lost consciousness the moment the man hit his head first.

Because of this incident, Xi Qian was extremely traumatized. Although the police were able to come and arrest the man in time, no charges were imposed on him later, and he was able to leave unscathed while giving a mocking smile to Xi Qian as he left the police station.

If he was truly reborn, this time Su Xiaofei would not mind exercising his right as a criminal. If the authority was unable to provide decent justice for Xi Qian, then he would have done it himself.

In fact, only then did Su Xiaofei learn that this attack was not as simple as it seemed. Someone had hired this man to tarnish Xi Qian's name and reputation.

Su Xiaofei took his foot off the man and glared at him with such cruel eyes.

"B-enough. Please don't hurt me!" He trembled in fear as he curled away from Su Xiaofei's intimidating face. '"I-I! Let me go this once and I'll tell you everything!"

"Speak."' Su Xiaofei's face was dark and elusive. It was impossible for anyone to know what he was thinking at that moment.

"That's a middle-aged woman! He gave me money and told me to wait for the girl.’ He pointed at Xi Qian, who was staring at them with wide eyes. "He told me to do this!"

The homeless man thought it was easy money. He only needed to threaten the girl and if any problems arose, the middle-aged woman would protect him.

But who would have thought that such a gentle and weak-looking young girl was accompanied by this monster? If he knew that fellow Xi Qian was a scary person, he would never accept the job just to be beaten up all-out by this young lady.

"How much did that woman give you?" Su Xiaofei asked

threatening tone.

"He gave me five grand. He said if I succeed, he'll give me three thousand more as a reward." The man did not dare to lie in front of him. He was afraid that if he did not meet his demands, this monster would destroy every inch of his body!

“Give me money.” Su Xiaofei.

“A-what?”

"You heard me. If you don't....'' His eyes narrowed at him, the man dared to swear the temperature around them was falling. "I'll make sure that your meager five thousand dollars won't be enough to pay the hospital bills you'll have to bear later."

When he did not move to hand over the money, Su Xiaofei stepped on his right hand.

The force he exerted caused the man to scream in pain, but the woman who stepped on his hand remained undisturbed. Su Xiaofei was not that strong to crush his hand with just one step. Because of this special memory in the past, Xi Qian had been traumatized ever since.

Because he was the one accompanying Xi Qian, that night on her special day, ditching the bodyguards in the process. If he had not been so arrogant that night and thought about their safety, none of this would have happened.

He was afraid that it would happen again, so he asked Xi Qian if he wanted to learn martial arts to protect themselves in the future. It was for that reason that he was able to defeat the perverted old man who dared to harass his best friend in the past.

His hand had previously been injured while scavenging for trash to look for something that could be sold when his hand was scratched by broken glass. Now, stepped on by Su Xiaofei, his face paled as he realized that his wound had reopened.

"OK okay." The man agreed and Su Xiaofei backed off, giving him time to take the money out of his pocket and hand it over to him.

Su Xiaofei scoffed and put the money in his jacket pocket and glanced at his frightened friend. He had to take Xi Qian away as soon as possible to reduce the damage this meeting would inflict on him.

"Hey, old man. You better make sure I don't see your face around me anymore or.”.

Making money just to be beaten into a pulp was not expected when he accepted the task!

Su Xiaofei then stepped towards Xi Qian and helped her get up. He was still wondering if this was a dream, but how could he possibly touch Xi Qian like this and be able to feel the warmth of his hands?

Was this just a figment of his mind, a memory he wanted to repair and regret? Is this why he saw his dead best friend for the first time since his death?

"Feifei, what did the man say? Someone asked him to attack me?" Xi Qian was conscious now. He clasped Su Xiaofei's hand as the latter sent a message to his bodyguards to come and pick them up.

"Hn. Looks like your stepmother hates you so much, Qian." He answered and patted his friend's head. “But don't worry, with me by your side, I won't let anyone bully you." Su Xiaofei promised.

"But why would he do that?" Xi Qian frowned. His parents had been divorced for a long time and never cared for him. If it wasn't for her grandmother, she wouldn't have been able to grow up so well. "I know he doesn't like me because I'm not his son, but he's paying someone to attack me..."

Su Xiaofei was silent for a moment. The reason why Xi Qian's stepmother did this was to destroy Xi Qian's reputation, painting him as a wild and unfilial child. Since Xi Qian was already eighteen years old, they could not claim the guardianship rights that she and her husband had against her. Forcing Xi Qian to make a mistake and face misfortune would allow them to control it again.

In his past life, because Xi Qian had repeatedly fallen under his stepmother's scheme, he had lost the inheritance and the house he had received from his late grandmother. A year from now, the home will be bought by the developer and Xi Qian's father, as well as his stepmother, successfully snatch the fortune from his hands.

Seeing Xi Qian's eyes misty, Su Xiaofei could not help but feel sorry for his friend. Xi Qian had lost his life before Su Xiaofei died from his illness. Before his twenty-eighth birthday, Xi Qian was accidentally killed when iron bars on a construction site near his new home collapsed and fell on him.

Su Xiaofei did not believe that it was just an accident that took the life of his best friend. Perhaps, it was another way of Xi Qian's stepmother to get rid of him. Just when Xi Qian's relationship was about to blossom, she had lost her life.

"Qian, are you sure you don't want to move to my place? I don't mind sharing it with a housemate.” He offered Xi Qian once more.

Su Xiaofei obviously had more money than Xi Qian, as he was raised as an heir by the Su family. However, they might be good friends, but Xi Qian had never taken advantage of their friendship. To others, it was surprising that the innocent and kind-hearted Xi Qian had a good friendship with Su Xiaofei, who was known for his arrogance and cruelty in social circles.

"But Feifei, I don't want to be a burden to you." Xi Qian frowned. "I appreciate your offer, but I don't want people to think that I'm just friends with you because you have money."

“Fuck with them and what they think.” Si Xiaofei snorted in annoyance.

He has learned that what people think or say should not really matter. If he had not been too shallow in the past, he would not have foolishly flaunted his money and bullied Ye Mingyu.

"I'm fine, Feifei. Don't worry too much about me, but I think we should stop sneaking out." Xi Qian's lips curled up as she smiled at Su Xiaofei.

A black car stopped near the alley where they were and Su Xiaofei pushed his friend to follow him. However, before they even reached it, Su Xiaofei felt everything around him fade into darkness with Xi Qian's voice calling out his name.

The next time Su Xiaofei opened his eyes, he did not know where he was and how long had passed since he had given up in the darkness. If this was another memory to remind him of what he had lost, then surely one would want to see him suffer continuously.

When she looked around, she saw that the infusion was attached to her right hand and her clothes were changed into a thin white hospital gown, which irritated her. The window to his right was opened, allowing him to see the willow tree from afar, with its branches making the tree look bent over the small lake next to it.

Su Xiaofei remembered now. This was three days after Xi Qian's assault. Because she lost consciousness during the assault, she and Xi Qian were only found by her bodyguards after the incident happened.

The alcohol in his stomach had been pumped out because he was so drunk. It was so frightening her foster mother and Xi Qian, they thought she would not succeed. Unfortunately, she survived and woke up, unfortunately only to meet Mo Yuchen's sharp gaze.

Su Xiaofei froze at the thought of it and glanced at the clock inside his hospital room. He woke up an hour earlier than expected, giving him enough time to sort through his thoughts before Mo Yuchen's arrival.

Is this another dream? He wonders.

No. gabe. The environment felt too real to be a dream. He could feel the pain as he pulled the infusion in his hand and felt the breeze from the open window touch his face. He stared at his phone left on the bedside table and picked it up, checking the time and date.

So he really came back to life and into the past!

Su Xiaofei went to the bathroom and looked at her face. Seeing her younger self made her body tremble. Although she was wearing a thin hospital gown, it did not obscure her beautiful beauty. His slightly rough old face had disappeared and only his young face in the past was reflected in the mirror.

Her eyes were clear and unlike Ye Mingyu, whose beauty was known for her innocence and natural appearance, Su Xiaofei was like a fox. His eyes had a little sharpness on them. Paired with red lips, white teeth and loose wavy hair that fell on his small back, Su Xiaofei exuded a lazy charm as he looked at his shadow.

His eighteen-year-old self seemed so arrogant, felt right on his own, and rebelled. His brain could not believe what he saw. He never thought that the stories of rebirth and time travel he used to hear and see in movies and books would happen to him.

For many years, after his death, he wandered around his mother's house, watching Lu Qingfeng's life take a turn for the worse. However, when he was reborn into his eighteen-year-old self, the thought of being able to save his life and turn Lu Qingfeng's miserable ending brought tremendous joy in his heart.

He went back to bed and checked the messages left on his phone. With the remaining five percent power, Su Xiaofei knew that he would not be able to check everything.

What's he supposed to do? If he is truly reborn into the past, does this mean he will be able to change his fate if he plays his cards well?

Memories of her hatred towards her father and husband flooded into Su Xiaofei's thoughts. He hates his callous father for bringing home his other daughter, effectively ruining his life and driving his adoptive mother to her death. Su Xiaofei had made sure to make Ye Xing and Ye Mingyu's lives miserable, but who would have thought that in the end, he would lose to that scheming mother and son?

Memories of Lu Qingfeng's life after his death also filled his mind. He did not expect that he would live like a monk, denying his own happiness and the future of building his own family. He could not forget that even in his last day, Lu Qingfeng held tightly to his picture and called his name in his sleep.

"What a fool. You have everything, but you deny yourself all the joy." He thinks. However, what Lu Qingfeng said in the past echoed in his mind.

"What's the point of having everything, if you're not here beside me?" She muttered while playing her favorite song in the background.

Su Xiaofei never thought that he knew her very well, so Lu Qingfeng realized his fondness in terms of food, clothing, and music. How could he remain unaware of his feelings?

Was it because he had always looked at her like a younger brother that he foolishly believed that they could only have brotherly affection for each other? Thinking of Lu Qingfeng's pitiful expression when he died only made him feel an agonizing heartbreak.

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