CHAPTER 603: CHAPTER 246: SYSTEM CALLS ME TO SAVE THE DAY (PART 3)_3

He, who was astute, certainly didn’t miss the regret in Jiao Jiao’s eyes—the regret of things not done and lingering resentments.

Qiao Zhenbang had every reason to suspect that Jiao Jiao’s death was not merely due to physical causes but also related to her psychological state.

Indeed, her despised ex-husband had become a tycoon while she had fallen to the lowest rungs of society as a beggar.

Such a significant psychological disparity, regardless of how thick-skinned Jiao Jiao was, left her with an unbearable shame and infinite regret.

Subsequently, Qiao Zhenbang, disregarding her past wrongdoings, repaid evil with good by giving her money and taking her to see a doctor, which only added to her internal conflict.

Gratitude, humiliation, and regret—all these emotions intertwined; knowing she was terminally ill, her will to live grew weaker and weaker.

So... Qiao Zhenbang felt that he had completely avenged himself against Jiao Jiao!

"Avenged my ass!"

Awakened in his self-awareness, Qiao Zhenbang suddenly recalled all the past events, and along with his experiences from this life, he felt disgusted and hated Jiao Jiao so intensely he wished he could slap himself hard.

Why did you meddle?

Why did you mess with this damn "revenge"?

Happy now?

Your past life merely wanted to see Jiao Jiao’s self-deluding farce, making her think she was flattering herself like a clown. Instead, you led her to believe you still had feelings for her, causing her, even after her rebirth, to cling to you tenaciously!

Inadvertently attracting such a disgusting creature, Qiao Zhenbang would have been fine not knowing, but unfortunately, he had awakened.

Now, Qiao Zhenbang didn’t know how to handle this situation.

If it were merely watching Jiao Jiao’s self-righteous acts of repaying a favor which were actually disgusting and shameful, Qiao Zhenbang felt he wouldn’t be excessive in killing her.

But, over the past year, his feelings for Jiao Jiao were genuine, after all.

Not to mention, at this moment, Jiao Jiao was pregnant with his child!

What to do?

What should he do?

And why did this happen to him?

What the hell is wrong with this world?

Thinking about all this nearly made Qiao Zhenbang’s head explode.

His entire being grew increasingly agitated.

Just as Qiao Zhenbang was about to touch upon some truth, about to spiral into a destruction that could engulf the world, the previously silent "Jiao Jiao", sitting at the edge of the bed, suddenly spoke—

"Did you also have a dream?"

Qiao Zhenbang was stunned, "A dream? What dream? What are you talking about?"

He hadn’t dreamed at all; it was just that last night, while sleeping soundly, suddenly, his mind was flooded with numerous memories.

He Tiantian slowly lifted her head, her pale, delicate melon-seed face had lost its former serenity and liveliness but now carried a familiar yet despised vulgarity and harshness.

This was the Jiao Jiao of his past life, who had been forced to marry into the Qiao Family, always sustaining that expression.

Perhaps just having awakened, or perhaps because of some profoundly disgusting experiences from his past life, Qiao Zhenbang was intensely familiar with that detestable face of his "ex-wife."

"It’s that dream. Your grandma’s embroidery sold for ten thousand yuan, ten thousand yuan! A whole ten thousand yuan!"

He Tiantian’s acting skills had long reached a profound level of immersion.

She was now the image of a Gold Digger, embracing her exposed true nature in a desperate, broken state.

Her face still bore a trace of residual gentleness, but her eyes sparkled with greed and obsession for money.

"My former fiancé only had a stipend of twenty to thirty yuan a month, yet your grandma could embroider a piece randomly and it would fetch tens of thousands of yuan!"

He Tiantian licked her lips as if she too was stimulated by "ten thousand yuan."

"Huh?" Qiao Zhenbang was utterly stupefied on the spot.

After a long while, he seemed to come to his senses and asked uncertainly, "You, you broke off your engagement with Han Ye and went to the lengths of staging your own fall into water to marry me, all because of a dream?"

In that dream, "Jiao Jiao" dreamt of Qiao Zhenbang’s grandmother, an embroidery woman before the liberation era in a prominent family, who had embroidered a double-sided embroidery and then sold it for a high price of ten thousand yuan!

Han Ye was Jiao Jiao’s former fiancé, who had become a company commander and was the most promising youth in their village.

He received more than thirty yuan a month and had various widely accepted vouchers.

In today’s rural areas, having an income of three to four hundred yuan a year plus various vouchers was definitely considered a perfect son-in-law.

But to compare the yearly three to four hundred yuan with ten thousand yuan from a single creation, a naturally vain, selfish, and shameless Jiao Jiao would certainly choose the latter.

Thus, Jiao Jiao insisted on marrying him, definitely with an ulterior motive, but it had nothing to do with her supposed past life!