South City, hospital.
Gu Mingzhu woke up, seeing the white room, the air still thick with the smell of disinfectant. It took her a long time to realize—she had come back to life?
Gu Mingzhu's dark, clear eyes darted around. Suddenly, some memories flooded into her mind.
"Impossible, how could this be!"
Gu Mingzhu yanked out the IV and headed straight for Shuanghe Village.
Unlike the Shuanghe Village of her memories, dusty and full of potholes, this place had a straight, wide road, and the dilapidated houses were now rows of brand-new homes, looking like a bustling little town.
Gu Mingzhu followed her memories and found the Xu Family, who were in the middle of a lively wedding banquet.
She saw Xu Qinghe and Ji Ying at the door, both dressed in festive attire.
Gu Mingzhu's face was pale, muttering, "Impossible." Xu Qinghe and his wife should have died in that fire—the wild wolf did it personally.
