Reborn into a Pitiful Little One

"Dr. Nan Yan, we've succeeded! We finally developed the T-2 reagent!"

Nan Yan looked at the successful experiment report, a faint smile appearing in her cold and beautiful eyes. She felt pleased and her lips curled up slightly. " Well, fortunately, we have fulfilled our mission and managed to complete the reagent within the required time."

"Director, did you also hear the news and came to congratulate Dr. Nan Yan?" The assistant asked with a smile as the director hurriedly entered the research institute.

"Yes, Nan Yan, you're truly amazing!" The director approached with a smiling face. "Let me see the completed reagent!"

Nan Yan had great trust in the director. He was like a teacher and father figure to her, the one who guided her onto this path. So, when the director asked, she directly handed him the reagent and the report.

The director looked at the successful results and his eyes sparkled with excitement. He carefully placed the reagent into his pocket, then raised his head, his expression becoming somewhat eerie. "Nan Yan, I really need to thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Nan Yan asked with a smile, wanting to joke with the director.

In the next second, she felt a coldness in her chest as warm liquid spurted out, staining her white lab coat red.

Her smile had yet to fade from her face when she instinctively lowered her head to look. A perfect blade was firmly lodged in her heart, severing the main artery of her heart and eliminating any possibility of survival.

No matter how skilled a doctor was, he wouldn't be able to save her. In five minutes at most, she would die from massive bleeding in her heart.

The assistant's eyes widened in fury. "Director, what are you doing!"

Bang!

A gunshot echoed through the air, and the assistant's head exploded, blood mixed with brain matter splattering across the laboratory.

Nan Yan seemed to feel no pain. She slowly curved her lips, smiling as she asked, "Why?"

If he wanted to steal her credit, he just had to ask and she would have given it to him. After all, he had been kind to her.

Why did he have to resort to this method?

"Because when cutting weeds, you must remove the roots," the director's expression turned extremely sinister. The gentle and humble facade he had worn in the past, now revealed his malice and cruelty. "Allowing you to reunite with your parents after you develop the T-2 reagent is my final act of mercy towards you."

Nan Yan's pupils suddenly contracted. The person she had always respected, the director, was the true culprit behind the murder of her parents!

She had spent so many years searching for her enemies, and now her enemy stood before her, but she couldn't kill him.

Blood trickled down the corners of her mouth, staining her collar drop by drop.

As her life rapidly slipped away, she could no longer clearly see the director's face, but she continued to stare at him with intense hatred burning in her heart, engraved into her very being.

After she collapsed, the director calmly took out a remote control from his clothes and walked away.

When he reached the entrance, he pressed the red button.

Instantly, a violent explosion erupted in the laboratory.

The last scene in Nan Yan's eyes was a sky filled with flames and endless blood...

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"Quick, find her! She must be nearby, don't let her escape!"

"Find her and send her to CEO Zhang immediately. If CEO Zhang gets angry, none of us will be able to bear it!"

Frantic footsteps echoed as they searched the nearby floors.

In the emergency stairway, the girl who was gasping for breath suddenly opened her eyes.

The bright lights were blinding, and Nan Yan squinted her eyes as she slowly sat up, surveying her surroundings.

A knife through the center of her heart, and there had been such a massive explosion in the laboratory.

She was at the center of the blast, yet she miraculously survived.

Something wasn't right...

This place was completely unfamiliar.

Soon she realized that the body she was in now was not hers!

The delicate wrist that could be broken with a single pinch, the frail figure—nothing matched her original body in the slightest.

She felt weak, struggling even to catch her breath.

Before she could ponder further, a memory suddenly flooded her mind.

It was the memory of the previous owner of this body.

The original owner was also named Nan Yan, but her fate was completely different.

The original owner was the daughter of a rich family who had been taken in wrongly. She grew up in the countryside and was only found by her biological family when she was sixteen.

However, her biological family preferred the girl who had been with them for sixteen years.

Even though they later found out she was not their biological daughter, they couldn't bear to send her away.

Her parents and four brothers still treated the fake daughter as their precious gem, while the original owner was like an unwanted outsider in this family, unable to fit in at all.

The impostor was cunning and wanted to claim everything that belonged to the original owner.

And the original owner was naive, easily deceived by her sweet words, trusting her completely.

After gaining the original owner's trust, the impostor constantly manipulated her into making mistakes, causing her family to lose all hope and become utterly disappointed in her.

But that wasn't all—she went a step further and arranged for the original owner to be sent to bed with the real estate tycoon Zhang Daqian, who had long coveted her beauty, in an attempt to seal the deal and marry her off.

That Zhang Daqian was already in his fifties, balding, and as fat as a pig.

Moreover, rumors had it that he had a violent tendency, and both of his previous wives couldn't bear his abuse, choosing to commit suicide instead.

The original owner naturally didn't want to be tainted by Zhang Daqian.

In a state of panic, she tried to escape, but missed her step and tumbled down the stairs, meeting her demise.

And then...

She became her, reborn in her body.

Although Nan Yan found this situation somewhat eerie, she was more inclined to believe that fate had given her a chance to take revenge!

However, since she had taken over the life of the original owner, she had to seek vengeance on her behalf...

The people chasing after her were getting closer, their footsteps growing louder.

Gritting her teeth, Nan Yan, with an expressionless face, set her dislocated ankle back in place.

A sharp pain made her break into a cold sweat, and her already pale complexion became even paler.

With great effort, she leaned against the wall, stood up, and swiftly ran out of the emergency exit.

Her current body had no means of resistance against these pursuers.

"We haven't searched here yet, quickly go and search!"

"This damn girl is surprisingly fast, wasting so much of our time. Once we find her, we must teach her a lesson."

Nan Yan, dragging her aching leg, hurried her steps, her eyes filled with absolute calmness.

As she realized she couldn't shake off her pursuers, Nan Yan set her sights on the closed doors.

This one.

The door had a keypad lock, and Nan Yan quickly entered a series of numbers.

The previously shut door swung open.

Nan Yan darted inside.

Then she closed the door again.

The people chasing her arrived, only to find her suddenly vanished.

They thought about knocking on the door to check, but as they lifted their heads and saw the label on the door, their expressions froze.

"She couldn't have entered this room. Go search the others!"

Hearing those people leaving, Nan Yan felt a wave of relief wash over her.

She leaned against the door weakly and dragged her exhausted body inside.

There might be no one in this room, so she wanted to rest here first.

Just as Nan Yan entered the bedroom, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

She and the man who walked out of the bathroom locked eyes in a direct gaze…