Chapter 1 — Perfect Revenge

My sister gave me a cup of tea with dirty things mixed in. I looked into her eyes and obediently drank. Seeing me obey, she smiled brightly, I looked bewildered, but inside I was smiling coldly. Sister, sister, mother pampers you like that. Good things have been seasoned with spices, of course I have to let her respect her mother.

1

In my previous life, I was harmed and taken to that man's bed. My mother scolded me, my sister hated me, the whole family was in turmoil. I must wear the chains of chastity and atone for my sins for the rest of my life. You have to make money so they can spend it lavishly, and you have to sell yourself cheap. Her health is not good and it is difficult to get pregnant, so I have to help her. We are family, I have to understand. I understand very well, but because of understanding, I lost my life. Not many years later, I fell ill and wanted to use my savings for treatment, but my mother wouldn't let me.

“If I'm sick to the point of death, it's better to leave the money for my mother to take care of her old age.”

I had no choice but to obey, obediently lying in the hospital room, alone, waiting to die. That New Year's Eve, I was the only one in the hospital room. It's so cold that we can't even eat a plate of hot rice cakes. When I was dying, her noble husband appeared. He peeled an apple for me and apologized in a joking tone.

“The person who harmed you was your sister.”

“The person who pushed you into that room was your mother.”

"But you can't blame me. If you want to blame me, blame her for being so beautiful."

“They say they're twins, but I still think she's more beautiful than her sister.”

“Maybe you two aren't siblings, right?”

He said he didn't regret it, if he had to do it again, he would still do it. Haha, do it again? If I had the chance to do it again, I would definitely take your lives. So that you guys are even more miserable than me, your body is ruined, you can't hope to live, you can't pray to die.

2

I'm dead, but not quite. It's just that on the day my sister gets married, I come back to life. The cup of tea in my hand is still hot, the heat on my fingertips reminds me of the reality of rebirth. So good, really so good. The gods have heard my prayers. It's the beginning of winter now, the weather is cold. But because of excitement, my face turned red, and the aunties next to me even complimented me on how cute I was.

“This girl is so pretty!”

“In the future, I will definitely be loved by my husband as much as your brother-in-law loves his wife!”

Because of my past life memories, as soon as I heard the word "brother-in-law", I immediately felt disgusted. But I still obediently talked to them, just like when I was a child, timid and polite, only answering, not asking. There is no other way, I still have to ask them to help me have a cup of tea later. I looked up at my sister, she was very happy, her beautiful face was white and radiant. Just because I drank tea, still as obedient as before. But, you idiot... Who would quit smoking in the first cup of tea? A good play must be performed at the end. Delicious dishes must be reserved for elders to enjoy.

3

Tea cup in hand, I drank without hesitation. Because the tea does not have the scent of orchids to cover up the medicinal taste. What my mother specially prepared for me was smeared into the third cup. This is what my brother-in-law said before I died, and it completely matches my past life memories. But I was originally a docile person, known for being filial. This time, this cup of tea must let the elders drink. But I started to have a headache thinking about it again. How can I make my mother drink tea from the third cup without me personally taking action? Looking at my sister sitting there proudly, I decided to give this job to her. Only you can do this. Anyway, only when my mother went to hell with her own hands did I feel at ease.

“Mom hasn't drank yet, let me pour you some tea.”

I just made the motion of pouring tea and silently counted down in my heart. My sister married high, and in this situation, being able to show her filial piety in front of her husband's relatives is an opportunity that she will never miss. Sure enough, before she could count to three, she jumped up.

“Today is my wedding day, of course I have to pour this cup of tea!”

As she spoke, she pushed my hand away before I could touch the cup and poured the tea herself. At that moment, my mother returned. She raised a cup of hot tea and performed a filial role model with her mother. I stood in the corner, coldly observing. It wasn't until my mother finished that cup of tea that I smiled my most sincere smile and congratulated her.

“Sister, wish you a happy wedding.”

4.

“Sister, I feel a bit dizzy and want to go back to my room to lie down for a while.”

Listening to me, the corners of the lips of her sister - Kieu Thu Am and her brother-in-law - her newlywed husband, couldn't help but curl up. Kieu Thu Am still kept a fake smile on her face and asked me if I needed my brother-in-law to help me home. I looked up, my face returning to its shy look as before.

"No... no need... let Aunt Anh help you!"

Only at that moment, Kieu Thu Am's smile was truly sincere. He wants me to be his brother-in-law. You, a foolish lover, are definitely not willing to voluntarily give me to him. But if I had dared to nod just now, she would not have hesitated to tear me apart right in front of the guests. Today I showed such obedience that she safely entrusted me to Aunt Anh. When I passed by my mother's table, I saw that her neck and ears were red, and her condition seemed unusual. The guests at the table didn't notice, so of course someone like me who wasn't feeling well didn't notice either. Looking at my mother's white fingers from squeezing the chair, I walked away with peace of mind. It started to get noisy outside, and the corners of my lips curled up slightly.