After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

Su Yaoyao packed her schoolbag and left the school. She returned to Fu Yanchuan's villa. On both sides of the stone road in front of the door, the lush green plants swayed gently in the breeze, as if welcoming her return.

She stood at the door, her head slightly lowered, concentrating on replying to the message on the mobile phone screen, her slender fingers gently sliding across the screen.

However, at this moment, she was not paying attention and met an oncoming person unexpectedly and had a slight collision with him.

The items in the man's hand were scattered all over the ground due to the sudden impact, making a crackling sound.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Su Yaoyao woke up as if from a dream. She squatted down and eagerly helped pick up the scattered items.

Her heart was filled with guilt, as if her own negligence had broken the quiet harmony.

However, the moment she looked up and saw the man, her movements froze and a hint of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

Standing before her was someone she had never expected to meet here.

The man who brought her nightmares in her past life, that memory was like a brand, deeply engraved in her mind, and she would never forget it. It was this man who, in her past life, led a group of vicious people to break into the mental hospital like wolves and tigers, and ruthlessly pulled out her nails one by one.

They were muttering something, saying that they were following Fu Yanchuan's orders. At this moment, Su Yaoyao looked at the man in front of her, the anger in her heart burning as if it was about to ignite her eyes.

It was this man who had treated her cruelly, leaving her with indelible pain.

She couldn't help but grit her teeth, trying to suppress the anger in her heart, and hugged her chest tightly with both hands, as if this could soothe her wounded heart.

Su Yaoyao swung her hand suddenly, and threw the object she was holding tightly in her hand to the ground with a loud "clang".

Her eyes were as cold as ice, staring straight at the man in front of her.

It was as if she wanted to see through him, as if she wanted to find in him the shadow of Fu Yanchuan, the mastermind who ordered the removal of her nails.

However, all she saw was the man's pimple-covered, disgusting face.

"Miss, you stepped on my things." The man said calmly, with a hint of displeasure between his brows.

Hearing this, Su Yaoyao lowered her head lightly, her watery eyes staring at the white feet under her feet.

There, a small object lay quietly on the ground, perhaps having just rolled down from a corner without her noticing.

She frowned slightly, as if she felt a little sorry for her negligence.

She slowly raised her feet, like a dancer gracefully taking light steps on the stage.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly reached out to pick up the object, his fingers almost touching it.

However, at this moment, Su Yaoyao's foot suddenly fell like a gust of wind and stepped heavily on the back of his hand.

This sudden move caught the man off guard.

"Crack," a crisp cracking sound was heard in the air, and the sound echoed in the silent air, which was frightening.

The man suddenly felt a sharp pain. It was the sound of his bones breaking, telling him clearly and cruelly what had happened.

"Ah!" He couldn't help but scream, his voice full of pain and astonishment.

His face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Looking at Su Yaoyao with anger on his face, who is this woman?

The people in the villa were startled by the scream and cast curious glances at him.

However, when they saw Su Yaoyao and her cold eyes, they all chose to remain silent.

Yesterday they all saw how their boss doted on this girl. He went out for something yesterday and didn't know Su Yaoyao's identity. They didn't know that he had offended the hostess of the villa.

Su Yaoyao's eyes revealed a frightening majesty that made people dare not approach easily.

Su Yaoyao's feet pressed and rotated back and forth on the back of the man's hand.

The man's face was twisted in severe pain, his mouth was hoarse and he looked in unspeakable pain.

Seeing that he was about to collapse and faint, Su Yaoyao moved her foot away contemptuously.

"Be more careful when you walk next time," she warned with a sneer on her face, "If you bump into me again next time, I'll dig out your eyes."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, her clothes fluttering in the wind, like a fairy floating on the water.

The man slowly stood up and shouted behind her: "Excuse me, young lady, which family are you from? How can you be so unreasonable? Do you know who I am?"

Su Yaoyao stopped but didn't look back. She just said coldly, "Who do I care who you are? You don't need to know who I am. Anyway, if you are so careless again when I see you next time, I will punish you every time I see you."

As soon as she finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, blowing up her dress and hair, highlighting her unparalleled coolness.

The man seemed to be frozen by the cold wind when hearing her words, and was speechless for a moment.

Su Yaoyao's figure gradually walked away, leaving only the man standing there, looking at her receding back, with resentment and doubt intertwined in his heart.

The man held his injured hand, his eyes flashing with anger and confusion.

He couldn't understand why this seemingly weak woman would do such a thing.

And Su Yaoyao's behavior just now was even more so. She didn't say anything to apologize. She just glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left without even a word of explanation or apology.

Fu Yanchuan stood alone on the rooftop in the cold wind. The telescope in his hand was like his eyes to explore the truth. Through this window, he could see every subtle move of Su Yaoyao.

Her anger, her indifference, and her every move were like a meticulous painting that slowly unfolded before him.

He couldn't help but wonder why Su Yaoyao harbored such deep hatred for that man?

There was no intersection between them in this life. Where did her reaction come from?

Fu Yanchuan's eyes were deep and distant, as if they could penetrate the dust of time. Fu Yanchuan later learned that in his previous life, this man had teamed up with Su Juanjuan to torture Su Yaoyao in a dark mental hospital behind his back. They colluded with each other and cruelly pulled out her nails. He was terrified even to imagine the heart-wrenching pain.

He seemed to be able to see that in that cold hospital, Su Yaoyao was lonely and helpless, her eyes were full of fear and despair, her nails were pulled out alive, her flesh and blood were blurred, at that moment, her world must have seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.

His heart also trembled with her pain. It was all because of him. He trusted the person next to him too much.

Fu Yanchuan gripped the telescope tightly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

In his previous life, after knowing the truth, he sought justice for Su Yaoyao and restored a bit of dignity for her who had been tortured.

It was also on this rooftop that he chopped off the man's hands, wanting those who had hurt Su Yaoyao to pay the price.

The night grew darker and the wind grew stronger.

"Yaoyao, are you back like me?" Fu Yanchuan put down the telescope, went downstairs, and saw...