After the initial excitement, Lin Xiaoyu couldn’t help but wonder: How could there be so much money in her bank card?

After checking the transaction history and reading the payment details, she finally understood where this enormous sum had come from.

In her previous life, to cover her mother’s medical expenses, her family had fallen deeply into debt. Lin Xiaoyu had even agreed to marry Yang Mingyu for a betrothal gift of 50,000 yuan, hoping it would save her mother. Unfortunately, her mother still couldn’t be saved.

As fate would have it, not long after her mother passed away, the local government announced a policy to build a high-speed railway station. The Lin family’s orchard, house, and a large plot of land behind it happened to fall within the expropriation zone for the station.

Compensation for demolition, relocation, and temporary resettlement totaled over five million yuan for the Lin family.

This money should have been split equally between Lin Xiaoyu’s family and her uncle’s family. However, after receiving the compensation, her uncle not only refused to share it with Lin Xiaoyu’s family but also persuaded their grandmother to allocate their share to his two sons.

When Lin Chenghai, Lin Xiaoyu’s father, found out, he was enraged. He remembered how during his wife’s illness, his elder brother and sister-in-law had refused to lend them money, despite having the means, and had even withheld rent payments that were due to them.

Normally a gentle and honest man, Lin Chenghai was so furious that he sued Lin Dongyang (his elder brother). In the end, he won the lawsuit and received half of the compensation.

However, no one could have predicted that Lin Xiaoyu’s eldest cousin would hold a grudge and severely beat Lin Chenghai in retaliation. Although Lin Xiaoyu reported him to the police, her father’s injuries were too severe, and he did not survive.

Before he died, Lin Chenghai gave all the money to Lin Xiaoyu, instructing her to divide it equally among her and her two sisters.

Aside from the compensation money, the largest deposit in Lin Xiaoyu’s account came from a lottery prize.

Before her father’s accident, her best friend, seeing how distraught she was over her mother’s death, had taken her out to distract her. While passing by a lottery shop, her friend noticed the jackpot had accumulated to over 300 million yuan and, on a whim, insisted they go in and buy some tickets.

Lin Xiaoyu didn’t believe they would win anything, but not wanting to spoil the mood, she went along. Her friend enthusiastically bought more than ten tickets, boasting that if she won the grand prize, she would take Lin Xiaoyu to a nightclub and hire eighteen male models.

Unexpectedly, her friend didn’t win anything with all those tickets, but the one random ticket Lin Xiaoyu bought ended up hitting the jackpot.

Sadly, before she could celebrate, she learned that her father had been beaten to death by her cousin. Overwhelmed by grief, she never had the chance to tell her husband and mother-in-law about the lottery win before they conspired to kill her.

Lin Xiaoyu never imagined that she would be reborn and that this money would somehow follow her into her new life.

Remembering her monthly salary of 50 fen and the selling price of her uncle’s orchard, Lin Xiaoyu closed the banking app and quickly opened a web browser.

Soon, lines of absurdly priced items flashed before her eyes:

· A 600-square-meter riverside apartment in the center of Yanjiang City, market price: starting at 1,000 yuan.

· A globally limited edition Rolls-Royce Phantom, market price: 2,000 yuan.

· The latest top-configuration smartphone, official website price: 1.8888 yuan.

· The most expensive coffee at Starbucks: 0.005 yuan per cup.

…

The more Lin Xiaoyu read, the more she couldn’t believe it. Was she going crazy, or had the whole world gone mad?

Not only had she been reborn, but the entire world had also depreciated ten thousand times?

It took Lin Xiaoyu nearly an hour of scrolling through her phone to confirm that this was real.

And all her savings, after conversion, were equivalent to—over 80 billion yuan!

Though she didn’t understand how the money had been transferred to her card, since heaven had granted her a second chance at life, she was determined to use this unimaginable wealth to change her destiny and defy the heavens!

She would never let the tragedies of her past life happen again!

Lin Xiaoyu was lost in thought when suddenly, the sound of retching sharply pierced her ears, instantly pulling her back to reality. She quickly put away her phone and hurried toward the bedroom. As she reached the doorway, she saw Li Xiulan leaning over the edge of the bed, vomiting uncontrollably.

Lin Chenghai stood beside her, holding a spittoon in one hand and patting his wife’s back with the other, his face etched with worry.

Seeing Li Xiulan’s pallid, sickly appearance, Lin Xiaoyu felt a sharp pang in her heart. Fortunately, heaven had been kind—she had been reborn at a time that wasn’t too late. Her mother’s stomach condition had just been diagnosed and had not yet progressed to advanced-stage stomach cancer. She believed there was still time to cure it.

“Mom, drink some water to soothe your throat. I’ll take you to see a doctor right away. Dad, quickly pack some things—we’re going to the hospital immediately,” Lin Xiaoyu said as she handed over two tissues. She then turned to pour a glass of warm water and carefully passed it to her mother.

Though her stomach was churning painfully, Li Xiulan shook her head the moment she heard her daughter mention going to the hospital, forcing a light tone: “There’s no need to go to the hospital. I already feel much better. Once I finish the medicine the doctor prescribed, I’ll be fine. Xiaoyu, I’m okay—don’t worry unnecessarily. You took time off work to come back, so you shouldn’t stay too long. Rest well today and return to Yanjiang City tomorrow for work.”

Seeing the barely touched bowl of congee nearby, Lin Xiaoyu knew her mother was just trying to reassure her.

“Mom, don’t hide it from me. I know you’ve not only been vomiting but also often kept awake at night by stomach pain. This illness can’t be delayed—you must go to the hospital for proper treatment. As for the medical expenses, you don’t need to worry. Uncle sold the orchard and paid back all the rent he owed our family for the past ten years. That money is more than enough for your treatment.”

Li Xiulan looked surprised. The rent had been withheld by Lin Dongyang for a full decade, and she knew well that he had never intended to pay it back. When her husband and daughter went to borrow money, she hadn’t held out much hope. She never expected they would actually recover all the owed rent this time.

Lin Chenghai understood that his wife’s condition hadn’t actually improved—she was just worried about the family’s financial situation and felt that going to the hospital again would be a waste of money.

Afraid his wife wouldn’t believe their daughter, he quickly chimed in: “Xiulan, it’s true—we got the rent back. We’re not short on money for medical treatment now. Please don’t hesitate anymore. Going to the hospital with us and getting properly treated is what really matters.”

Though she was glad about recovering the rent, Li Xiulan knew her illness was likely incurable and didn’t want to waste the hard-won money.

“I know my own condition. It’s just from not eating on time—it’s nothing serious. There’s no need to go to the hospital. I’ll rest a bit more, and in a few days, I’ll be fine.”

Lin Chenghai felt deeply guilty—his wife had never enjoyed a comfortable life since marrying him, and now, even when ill, she was still worrying about money. Seeing her refuse to go to the hospital made him feel even worse.

“The medicine the doctor prescribed last time—you’ve been taking it for a month, and there’s been no improvement. We can’t keep delaying like this. Now that we have money, please listen to Xiaoyu. Go to the hospital and get properly treated, alright?”

Seeing that her father’s persuasion wasn’t working and her mother still refused to go to the hospital, Lin Xiaoyu transferred 2,000 yuan to another bank card.

The over 80 billion yuan was from her previous life—something she couldn’t explain. So, she made up a white lie: “Mom, I made 2,000 yuan from stock trading recently. Don’t worry about the medical expenses. Please, just come with us to the hospital with peace of mind.”

As soon as Lin Xiaoyu finished speaking, Li Xiulan and Lin Chenghai’s first reaction wasn’t joy—it was anxiety. “Where did you get so much money, Xiaoyu? You didn’t do anything illegal, did you?”