Mu Yan opened her eyes from a daze and felt a sharp, convulsive pain in her stomach.
She tried to reach for her stomach, but found that her hands and feet were tightly bound, rendering her unable to move.
Looking around, she found herself in a drafty, dilapidated room with some familiar furnishings.
What was going on?
Wasn't she thrown into the furnace by Gong Qianxue? The scorching heat burned her flesh, and the overwhelming hatred overwhelmed her sanity, causing her to lose consciousness.
How could she be tied up here now?
Did Gong Qianxue fail in her alchemy and come up with a new way to torture her?
As she pondered, Mu Yan's gaze suddenly fixed on a certain spot, and her pupils contracted violently.
Oh my god! What did she see?!!
Her swollen belly!
And the convulsive pain was also coming from her abdomen.
This was... her child?!
Her baby was still in her womb, still able to feel the baby's tenacious vitality.
But how was that possible?
Her baby was clearly cut out of her womb alive!
Suddenly, Mu Yan's gaze settled on the furnishings around her.
She had just recognized the room, and now she remembered that this was the dilapidated house she had lived in at the Su family ten years ago.
Ten years ago, her foster father went out to train, and her foster mother, Su Xuefen, despite her objections, sent her to her maternal family, the Su family. The people at the Su family mocked her and treated her poorly. When she had an unexpected pregnancy, these people became even more ruthless, locking her up in this dilapidated house.
The scene before her now seemed so familiar.
Ten years ago, pregnant with seven months, she lived alone in the dilapidated house, unable to eat or dress warmly.
Suddenly, one day, her usually mocking aunt showed unusual kindness and brought her a hot meal.
At that time, Mu Yan was pleasantly surprised, thinking that her obedience and filial piety had finally gained the sympathy of her aunt.
But she didn't expect that this was the beginning of her nightmare.
After eating the meal, she passed out, only to be awakened by a sharp pain in her abdomen.
Her aunt, Su, used a common knife to cut open her stomach, removing her womb along with the child inside.
Her two cousins, one on each side, widened the incision, making it easier for her older cousin's wife, Chen Yulan, to dig out her child.
These four people did such cruel and bloody things, smiling and envisioning a bright future, paying no attention to her heart-wrenching cries and pleas.
For the next ten years, Mu Yan never forgot this heart-wrenching scene, and her dreams and thoughts were filled with bone-deep hatred.
Since then, she had lost her child and the right to be a mother.
But now, why was she lying here again?
Could it be that she had been reborn? Reborn ten years ago? Before her child was taken away!
At that moment, she heard her aunt's voice from outside.
"Sir, are you really willing to pay such a high price for the child in that wench's belly? You won't renege on the deal after we dig out the child, will you?"
This was followed by a man's voice, "This is the deposit. As long as you handle the matter properly, you will naturally receive your share."