Chapter 6 — Reversal of Fate Rebirth

9. My third brother, Tu Thanh Mac, and I just heard the bad news. We didn't have time to think too much and quickly ran straight home. As soon as I entered the living room, I saw eldest brother Tu Thanh Can and second brother Tu Thanh Nho both present, and in the room there were also a few real estate brokers checking the apartment. I was stunned for a moment — these two guys have been so busy day and night that they haven't slept a wink, so they shouldn't have had time to go home. Why are so many people gathered today? My parents sat on the sofa, their faces gloomy, heavy with worries, when they saw me, their eyes were full of guilt: "Tri Niem... Mom and Dad are afraid... we have to move back to the old neighborhood. The hardest thing is still being with Tu Thanh Mac..." I shook my head, smiling slightly: "It's okay... But... what happened?" Elder Tu Thanh Can clenched his fists, his voice was hoarse, suppressing his anger: "The residential project I just opened, this month had a third accident. The company had to pay a huge amount of compensation, and now it can no longer continue to develop." He took a deep breath, bowed his head, his eyes red: "That's not all... The shopping center and suburban apartment complex that I built before, for some unknown reason, the merchants all withdrew from the project, contracts were canceled en masse, and residents also flocked to change their names and transfer. On the internet... negative reviews were overwhelming." The second brother, Tu Thanh Nho, gritted his teeth and his voice trembled with indignation: "Several girls suddenly stood up and accused me of harassment. I swear I've never met them! There must be someone behind the scenes to defame me!" He slammed his fist on the table, his eyes were red, his chest was heaving: "Now, all the movies and series I participated in have been removed from platforms, advertising contracts have been canceled, brands are demanding triple compensation. That amount of money... is so terrible that I have never thought of it in my entire life!" Both of them had no way out and had to temporarily hide at home to avoid further investigation by the media. As for the school... it's like a pack of hungry wild dogs, following the scent of blood from the darkness. As long as they get the chance, they will rush in and bite, not giving me a second to breathe. Giang Thien Tue stood aside, arms crossed, the corner of his lips curled into a sarcastic smile: "Tu Tri Niem, I told you, you can never win against me. Your whole family... was born to work for us." The group of classmates who used to be loyal fans of the second brother, now turned their heads together faster than turning the pages of the book. On the school forum, a series of bitter comments appeared: 【Your second brother's image has collapsed, it's so disgusting, he still dares to show his face when he does something like that!】 【I really can't look at his face to get an image, just been in the entertainment industry for a year, already lost!】 【In the same class as my younger sister. That kind of person, it's so embarrassing!】 【Hehe... Maybe next semester, she won't even dare to sit in this selected class anymore!】 I stood there, my fingers clenched until they turned white, my heart churning violently - anger flooded up to my neck, but I couldn't let it out. Obviously… This is not a coincidence. This is a deliberate arrangement. I narrowed my eyes, not bothering to be polite, coldly shot back sharp sentences: "You guys are as noisy as a flock of sparrows, what are you screaming about? Are all the malicious comments on Douban written by you guys? If you don't want to be in the same class as me, change classes, no one will force you?" I looked straight at Giang Thien Tue, His voice was slow, each word was like a sharp blade cutting his face: "Also, Miss Giang, don't put gold on your face. No matter how much assets the Giang family has, it's your brother's, it has nothing to do with you." Seeing her face become increasingly pale, I curled my lips and softly added: "Don't think that only the Giang family has money. There are countless people richer than you in this world. Saying I was born to work for the Giang family? Sorry, I would rather work for someone else, not work for you! That's really funny!" Today, third brother Tu Thanh Mac has a cold and high fever and has to stay home, but I... don't know how to ride a bicycle. After class, feeling frustrated, I decided to walk along the side street, wanting to find some quiet to cheer myself up. Passing by an intersection, I saw a gray-haired old man setting up a ruined chessboard, with a few black and white chess pieces in his hand, and on the wooden table spread a piece of yellow paper with scribbled ancient characters - clearly practicing fortune telling. I looked at the old man, saw his skinny body, slightly hunched back, the weather was cold, and having to go out to make a living at this age made me feel a bit sorry. I conveniently took a red envelope from my wallet and dropped it, intending to help him retire early. Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly spoke up: "Little girl... I see your appearance, your destiny is noble. This life should be smooth sailing, but... your destiny has been changed by someone else, now... you are suffering bad luck for others." I was stunned, my eyes fixed on the old man, looking at him suspiciously three times and seven times. The old man slowly leaned on his cane, his voice carrying a deep meaning: "Your house is nearby... everything is not favorable, right?" I was startled. Thinking about it carefully… that's true. • Elder Tu Thanh Can —— the project continuously had accidents, lost contracts, lost capital, and the business was in trouble. • Second brother Tu Thanh Nho —— was defamed, involved in a scandal, the movie was removed, the contract was canceled, and a huge amount of compensation was paid. • Third brother Tu Thanh Mac —— for some reason, he had a constant fever and couldn't find the cause. • As for me —— my academic performance dropped, my mind always felt like something was weighing me down. It's all... like a never-ending string of bad luck. I took a deep breath and my eyes became hot: "So...grandpa, can you help me see who is harming me? Is there any way to fix it?" The old man closed his eyes, gently touched the rosary with his finger, and replied in a low voice: "If he wants to harm you... that person is very close, and must be someone who knows your eight-character birth god. Think for yourself... have you ever revealed your eight-character birth god to anyone?" I quietly sat down on the small wooden chair next to me, trying to search through my memories —— • I never posted anything online. • Never declare information to strangers. • My eight-word birth... besides my parents, no one can know. But... wait —— I was stunned for a second, then as if I was struck by lightning, there was a "pop", I slapped my thigh hard: My parents raised me! Giang Thien Tue and I have the same birthday and almost the same time of birth! So last year we were switched at birth!” Everything… suddenly became clear. No wonder, a few months ago, the Giang family was still struggling, constantly losing money, and had lost its position as "the number one wealthy family in the North". At that time, the tycoons stared at the Giang family like a piece of meat fat, waiting for each piece of meat to be cut up to share. But —— Suddenly, in an incredibly short period of time, the Giang family suddenly turned around, not only overcoming the crisis, but also regaining the top position in the North City business world! Tu Thanh Can and Tu Thanh Nho —— their lives, which were originally on a brilliant trajectory, are now plunging into the abyss. What's happening... is the complete opposite of that dream. I clenched my fists, my chest felt hot like it was on fire. If what the old man said is true —— Then… my fate… was swapped by the Jiang family. In recent days, I've been constantly doubting... whether the dream of that year was real, or just an illusion caused by my own delusion? The more I thought about it, the more I remembered Giang Thien Tue's recent unusual behavior —— • She suddenly became the top student in the grade. • The corners of the lips often hang a smile, • The eyes looking at me, deep in the eyes hide something unpredictable - like...

“Everything is in her hands.” It is an absolute confidence, a feeling of victory, of holding victory firmly in your hands.

Thinking of this, my heart was pounding, I immediately walked quickly, tightly holding the old man's calloused hand, my voice urgent: "Grandpa! So... what should I do to resolve this matter? Any amount of money is fine, just open your mouth!" The old man gently stroked his long silver beard, his voice was slow, sounding both profound and mysterious: "The person who reads destiny... only speaks of fate, not money." I was bewildered for a moment, then suddenly understood — this is 5G netizens! “Only talk about fate” sounds noble, but in my mind it automatically changed the meaning: “Only talk about money, not words.” Got the idea! I immediately turned on my phone and transferred two thousand yuan directly to his e-wallet. The old man took a look at the phone, nodded slightly with satisfaction, the corner of his lips curled up into a mysterious smile, his voice was calm: "It's very simple. You just need to... take an item of identification from the person who stole your identity and give it to me." I was stunned and looked at him with wide eyes: "It's that simple? You... aren't lying to me, are you?"