The moment Feng Qingqing closed her eyes, she thought to herself that if she could live another life, she would absolutely never court death again. She had been brutally beaten, then left to die on the streets, cold and starving. And the instigator of all this was none other than her husband—or more accurately, her husband in name only, Chen Anzhi. Last night, she had just returned from a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. The doctor told her that the internal injuries she had sustained from her hard work in her youth had finally healed after a period of treatment, and she was now able to conceive and bear children. Overjoyed, she hurried home to share the good news with Chen Anzhi, only to be seized and beaten by several men in black the moment she stepped into the courtyard. Meanwhile, her husband, Chen Anzhi, simply stood by and watched coldly, before letting the men in black dump her on the street, leaving her to freeze to death in the dead of winter. Because she had been thrown onto a deserted street, no one discovered her until the very second she closed her eyes for the last time. Feng Qingqing was a typical nouveau riche of the 1980s. After her fiancé broke off their engagement, she had traveled to S City to work, determined to prove her worth.
Later, riding the wave of the reform and opening-up, she earned her first pot of gold by running a street stall.
She started by opening a small catering service, which eventually grew into a chain catering company.
After the 1990s, she began speculating in stocks. Then, right before the stock market crashed, she withdrew all her earnings and invested them in real estate, making her fortune grow even larger.
Right up until her death, she was famous as a nouveau riche in S City. After making her fortune, she truly enjoyed many years of glory and prestige.
She used her money to build the very first three-story villa in her village, and then donated a large sum of money to support the village's education and economy. Whenever anyone in the village had a problem, they would come to Feng Qingqing for help. That period was the most glorious time of Feng Qingqing's life.
If things had just gone on like this, it would have been fine. She had made so much money that even with such spending, she wouldn't have been able to exhaust it all by the time she died. But at this point, her former fiancé, Chen Anzhi, suddenly reappeared. By then, she was already forty years old.
Because she had been too busy making money, she had never had a boyfriend. Knowing she was single, the villagers rumored that she was still pining for Chen Anzhi. Chen Anzhi was her former fiancé, and he was also the man she had loved the most in her life.
In truth, Feng Qingqing didn't actually miss Chen Anzhi. Back then, Chen Anzhi had looked down on her family for having no money. Since she had also failed the college entrance examination at the time, how could a penniless woman who couldn't even get into college be worthy of a university student like Chen Anzhi?
The day after the university admission results were released, Chen Anzhi's mother, Xia Guihua, came to their house to call off the engagement. Of course, the reason she gave wasn't this superficial one, but rather that Feng Qingqing and Chen Anzhi's Ba Zi were incompatible.
What a lie. They had clearly consulted a fortune teller to match their Ba Zi before getting engaged, yet now she claimed their charts were incompatible. To hell with their incompatible Ba Zi! When they got married two years ago, Xia Guihua had wept bitterly, claiming that the fortune teller she had consulted back then was incompetent, which was why the two of them had been kept apart for so many years.
Xia Guihua spoke with deep sorrow. At that time, she had been blinded by love and blindly believed him. Although Chen Anzhi was a country boy, he was exceptionally fair-skinned, stood 1.85 meters tall, and had a handsome face with a pair of beautiful, expressive eyes. He was the most handsome young man in the county, not to mention the very first university student from their village. Throughout his four years of university, Chen Anzhi never once came back to spare her a single glance.
She had even heard that after graduation, he married the daughter of a high-ranking official. At forty years old, when Chen Anzhi came to find her again, she had long since lost any feelings for him. However, she simply couldn't withstand his relentless, day-after-day care. Although she had plenty of money back then, she was incredibly lonely. Unable to resist Chen Anzhi's warmth and tenderness, she married him two years later. At the time, her friends all tried to advise her, but she insisted on having her own way. Refusing to listen to their warnings, she instead followed Chen Anzhi's suggestion and cut ties with them completely. As a result, she and those friends eventually became complete strangers. Her marriage to Chen Anzhi also caused a massive falling out with her family.
Her parents, eldest brother, and second brother all opposed her marriage to Chen Anzhi, so in a fit of anger, she moved out to live on her own.
Even up until the day she died, she never once called home, let alone returned. Before her death, Feng Qingqing kept wondering: how on earth had she reached this point? From being a famous nouveau riche in S City, to being beaten, and finally dying on the streets in hunger, cold, and pain.
How on earth had she reached this point? Only at the very last moment did she finally understand. She had been courting death! The root cause was that ever since Chen Anzhi reappeared in her life, she had never stopped courting death, ultimately driving herself to her own doom. Feng Qingqing had thought that someone like her—who had abandoned her family and friends for the sake of so-called love, a person so unfilial and unrighteous—would surely go to hell after death. Yet, she never expected that before she even opened her eyes, she would hear a noisy clamor.
"Qingqing, Qingqing..."