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After Being Reborn, I Tortured The Vicious Sister-in-law

# fakerichdaughter In her past life, Su Meng married Wei Ting, thinking that she could eventually win his heart with tolerance and flattery. For this, she tried to flatter Wei Ting’s sister, Wei Xue, as well. Wei Xue said, “Wei Ting doesn’t like girls who wear makeup.” So Su Meng was as bland as a maid, but Wei Xue was exquisite as a princess every day. Wei Xue said, “Wei Ting loves to drink milk.” So Su Meng prepared a glass of milk for Wei Ting every day, but he never drank it. Wei Xue said, “Wei Ting likes fresh flowers.” So Su Meng would fill the house with fresh flowers on each of Wei Ting’s birthdays. Alas, Wei Ting would turn and leave every time, and Su Meng had never celebrated his birthday with him ever since they got married. One day, Wei Xue said, “I killed your child on behalf of Brother Wei Ting. Why don’t I send you to hell now so you can keep your child company? Oh, I forgot to tell you that I was adopted by the Wei family. I have no blood relation to Brother Wei Ting. I love him, and he loves me.” Su Meng died, and when she woke up again, she found herself having returned to that night, five years ago. This night, she was supposed to get pregnant with Wei Ting’s child. Staring at Wei Ting, the obedience and flattery in her expression disappeared without a trace. What remained was only icy resentment. “Get out!” Wei Ting felt incredulous. This woman was seducing him in the first place, so why did she suddenly turn into a stranger? The next day, Wei Xue appeared before Su Meng with her fake smile. However, after experiencing all that, Su Meng couldn’t possibly let herself be tricked again! In this life, Su Meng would live for herself and take revenge for her child and herself! Men? Beat it! Wei Xue, you'll pay with your life!

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It was as if the outside world was a completely different world from the building just now. When they returned to the arena, they could clearly feel waves of heat assaulting their faces.

It was still fine when they chose the stones in the morning. It was cooler then, but now it was noon, and the sun was just right.

The contestants sat in the middle of the arena. Their faces were slightly red, and they were all extremely hot.

It was different for those wealthy young masters who sat below watching the competition. They had air conditioners on, and there were snacks and drinks. There was also a small tablet on each of their seats, which was used to broadcast the scene of the competition. All of them were very relaxed.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, the people from the technology department walked over and handed something to the host. They whispered in the host's ear.