Rebirth System: Cultivating Villains

Ever since Jiang Jiang fell ill, his physical condition has been unstable, and the full moon banquet that was originally supposed to be held for Yin Shuang was delayed.

As the days passed, Jiang Jiang secretly wondered in her heart: Maybe Qiang Huai has forgotten that he has such a daughter?

On the other hand, Qiang Huai has been busy looking for skilled craftsmen to make wheelchairs in recent days.

It turned out that as time went by, Jiang Jiang's condition not only did not improve, but instead showed signs of recurring and even gradually worsening.

Although Jiang Jiang tried hard to hide the truth, they had lived together for so many years after all. How could Qiang Huai not see through her little thoughts?

Qiang Huai felt both distressed and helpless about Jiang Jiang's stubbornness and persistence.

"Qiang Huai, when will you hold a full-month banquet for your daughter?" Jiang Jiang sat quietly in the wheelchair, her eyes somewhat confused and dull.

Having been bedridden for a long time, she felt both strange and novel when she suddenly saw the outside world.

As the sun sets, its afterglow falls on the earth, giving everything a golden hue.

This warm and soft light also happened to shine on Jiang Jiang's body, as if she was covered with a dreamy gauze dress.

She tilted her head back slightly, feeling the breeze brushing across her cheeks, bringing a sense of warmth and comfort; she listened to the cheerful singing of birds returning to their nests and the rustling of leaves.

The scene before us is like a beautiful painting.

Jiang Jiang was pushed out of the house by Qiang Huai. The light shone on Jiang Jiang, as if he had stepped out of darkness into light. The golden light shone on Jiang Jiang, highlighting his gentle and kind temperament.

"daughter?"

Jiang Jiang guessed correctly, Qiang Huai had indeed forgotten the existence of his daughter.

In addition, Jiang Jiang had suffered heavy bleeding during childbirth, which caused her to be seriously ill. Qiang Huai disliked Yin Shuang even more.

"You haven't forgotten that you have a daughter, have you? She is the daughter I risked my life to give birth to. If you don't like her, then you don't want to like me either?" Jiang Jiang implied that Qiang Huai had been avoiding her for ten months, which caused Qiang Huai to feel guilty and self-blame.

The desire to survive made Qiang Huai dare not admit that he had forgotten about his daughter. "No, I like you the most, how could I not like you."

"Have you decided when to hold your daughter's full moon banquet?" Jiang Jiang opened her arms to embrace the afterglow of the setting sun, with a gentle smile on her lips.

"Very soon." Qiang Huai didn't dare to say too much, fearing that Jiang Jiang would find out. Instead, he pushed Jiang Jiang towards the flowerbed, picked off a gorgeous and fragrant flower, and handed it to Jiang Jiang. "Look at these flowers. The flowerbed is very beautiful. Whichever one you like, I'll pick it for you. Flowers are dedicated to beauties."

“Flowers bloom and fall at their own pace. If you pick a flower, its life begins to count down.”

Unconsciously, Jiang Jiang's tone and way of speaking had subtly changed. The energetic and positive girl she once was gradually disappeared, and was replaced by an inexplicable sense of decadence.

Her words seemed to reveal her helplessness and despair towards life, as if she was knocked to the ground by an invisible pressure and unable to extricate herself.

This change makes people worry. What kind of painful struggle did her heart, which is shrouded like a haze, go through to become so depressed?

Looking at Jiang Jiang's increasingly thin face and dull eyes, everyone was anxious but helpless.

Every word of concern from Qiang Huai seemed so pale and powerless, unable to touch the depths of her heart.

She was like a lonely traveler, carrying a heavy burden. Everyone could only see her body gradually losing its vitality and becoming paler and weaker.

The condition became increasingly serious. Although Jiang Jiang coughed less frequently, each cough was accompanied by blood, and the condition became more and more serious.