Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 718 - 289. Shenfan: Xia Qianqiu Bai

In winter, it seldom snows in the south.

In the small shabby house, it had just rained, and the air was filled with damp moisture, feeling particularly chilly.

Xia Qian had been lying in bed for three days.

She had actually woken up a long time ago, but due to the illness, she felt weak and her head was dizzy, she just didn’t want to move.

The lights in the room were off, and in the twilight, the dim light made Xia Qian’s eyes look vacantly at the bricks and tiles on the ceiling, where water was still leaking.

Every time she opened her eyes, it took her a long time to adapt before she could confirm the fact that she was alive again.

Before she died, she sat on the forty-seventh floor, that scene of deathly silence seemed as vivid as ever.

She hadn’t had time to tell Qiu Bai that she had a baby in her belly, everything came so suddenly. Just the day before, she was discussing with Aunt Xu how to surprise Qiu Bai, the fact that he was going to be a father... was so sacred.

A week, only a week.

When she thought she could finally throw away the terrible past and embrace happiness, God took back the pity He had given her and completely shattered the dream that was beautiful like a fairy tale.

The moment death arrived, she didn’t actually feel pain, Death came swiftly, and her body did not endure much suffering.

But her heart had long been shattered to ashes.

Who could have thought, after experiencing such heart-wrenching pain, she could still be alive, and... return to the year she was fifteen.

"Creak," the door was pushed open.

Then, someone turned on the only light in this room, even if it wasn’t bright, it was much better than the dark state.

Xia Qian knew it was Grandma.

Grandma Xia walked to the bedside, picked up the towel on Xia Qian’s forehead, felt the temperature, and only after confirming the fever was gone, did she breathe a sigh of relief.

She said lovingly, "Qianqian, are you feeling better? Grandma made some porridge, eat a little to regain some strength."

Xia Qian propped up her body, leaning on the pillow Grandma put behind her, weakly smiling, "I’m much better now, Grandma. Where is Grandpa?"

She was still sick, her voice very hoarse.

Grandma Xia sighed, "Your dad, that drunkard, is causing trouble again at the store’s entrance, saying it’s very serious, and others can’t deal with him. Old Xia went to check on him, perhaps won’t be back for a while, Qianqian, you eat first."

Yes, Xia Qian’s father spent all his days idly at the mahjong hall and drinking, while her mother had long been disappointed in the family and went away to distant places.

There were many relatives, but since the day she was born, no one liked her being this ’financial burden’.

Except her aging Grandpa and Grandma.

Xia Qian nodded, not wanting to ask more, she took the bowl Grandma handed over and ate that bowl of porridge.

Her eyes felt a little sore.

Before she died, she was hailed as the most promising ’dark horse’, because of Gu Family’s strong support, she earned a lot of money, and her material life improved many times over.

She used that money to buy ice cream she had hesitated over as a child, and various delicacies she could only see on TV before.

But... none of them were as delicious as this bowl of plain porridge.

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Xia Qian had recovered from her illness, so she had to go to school.

Originally, she had no chance to go to school anymore.

Living again, not drinking that cup of Meng Po Tea, did have some benefits, such as... she knew what would happen every day she was about to experience.

Just the day before, when her drunken father picked up a stool to smash his stepmother, she used her little body to protect her stepmother’s head, even though it hurt a lot, a lot, but her stepmother didn’t die, and her father wasn’t sent to a prison devoid of light for the crime of murdering his wife.

Perhaps moved, her stepmother, who always saw her as a thorn in her side, paid her tuition.

A week after school started, there was a welcome party for the new students.

Xia Qian’s family, in the whole town, was very famous, the poorest, the messiest, almost everyone knew her.

At fifteen, every girl’s face was full of collagen, even though they all wore the same school uniform, Xia Qian’s features were the most distinguished in the entire school, among the crowd, others could spot her at a glance.

Such dazzling beauty was a gift from her biological mother.

A beautiful girl would attract a lot of attention from boys, of course, generally, she wouldn’t have many friends of the same gender.

Every school was like this.

Xia Qian was a living example.

The class had to put on a program, and without asking her a word, the study committee registered her name because everyone thought, with her family’s financial situation, there was no extra money to let her learn talents.