The three of them saw Mu Wan’s serious expression and couldn’t help but adopt a more serious demeanor. Wang Lan went to the door to check, and after confirming no one was outside, she locked the door to the VIP ward.

“Mu Wan, what secret? Go ahead and tell us,” Wang Lan said.

Mu Wan took a deep breath, braced herself mentally, and looked seriously at the three of them.
“Mom, Dad, Gege, I was reborn.”

The three of them: “???”

Mu Jianhua and Mu Yanci’s minds went blank. They didn’t usually read novels, so they didn’t immediately understand what “reborn” meant. However, Wang Lan, who occasionally listened to novels in her spare time, understood but didn’t show any surprise on her face. Instead, she stepped forward, gently touched Mu Wan’s forehead, her face pale, her voice trembling.

“Mu Wan, is it because Ah Ye was injured that you’re so shaken up? Don’t scare your mother.”

If Mu Wan hadn’t experienced it herself, she wouldn’t have believed such a strange thing was possible. She understood her family’s reaction. Looking at their worried faces, she continued, her voice choking with emotion and fear.

“In my past life, I only lived to 25. The killer was the masked man who appeared today.”

“He kidnapped me and demanded three hundred million in cash from the Mu family. He also made the Mu family donate ten million a day to charity until the family went bankrupt.”

“But in the end, he still didn’t let me go.”

“After I died, my soul stayed with him, watching as Mom and Dad turned gray overnight, crying desperately by my corpse.”

Although Wang Lan didn’t believe in rebirth, just imagining these scenes from Mu Wan’s description already made her legs weak. Mu Jianhua and Mu Yanci’s faces also turned pale. They exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other’s eyes.

Mu Wan clenched her hands tightly, suppressing the painful memories of her past life, and continued.

“Half a month later, the kidnapper got a flight ticket abroad. At the airport, he ran into Kuang Ye, who was also there.”

“He almost immediately recognized the killer.”

“The killer chased him to an old tunnel outside the airport. He wanted to call the police, but there was no signal inside the tunnel. The killer kept taunting him, saying how badly I had been tortured…”

Mu Wan couldn’t continue without breaking into sobs. She still remembered the redness in Kuang Ye’s eyes and his fierce expression at that time.

After the killer died, Mu Wan realized she could move along with Kuang Ye. So she followed him back to his cramped rented apartment, watching him numb as he turned on the radio and sat vacantly on the floor. Days passed.

Until a news report about the murder case in the tunnel played on the radio. He trembled, got up, walked to the bathroom, and ended his life with a utility knife.

“Have you ever wondered…”

“Why I used to like Kuang Shuyu so much, and then suddenly agreed to get engaged to Kuang Ye?”

“Because he showed me that true love is so fiery, intense, and passionate.”

“And that bastard Kuang Shuyu, I clearly called him for help, but he didn’t take it seriously, which led to me dying at the hands of the kidnappers.”

Mu Wan covered her face with both hands, tears flowing incessantly through her fingers. She was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe. Finally, her body staggered, and she fainted.

“Mu Wan!!”

The three immediately rushed to her. Mu Jianhua picked his daughter up and placed her on the bed next to Kuang Ye. Mu Yanci anxiously went to call the doctor. Wang Lan, with tears streaming down her face, stood there, heart burning with worry.

When the doctor arrived and confirmed that Mu Wan had simply fainted from emotional stress, the family sighed in relief.

The doctor said, “I know the young lady is very close to her boyfriend, but you family members should try to comfort her. Overreacting emotionally can sometimes lead to sudden death.”

Wang Lan, upon hearing her daughter speak about being killed in her past life, felt a chill run through her body at the mention of death. She quickly nodded, eyes red.
“Okay, we’ll definitely talk to her.”

After the doctor left, Mu Yanci locked the door again, looking at the two people lying on the bed. The family exchanged glances.

Mu Yanci asked, “Mom, Dad, do you think what Mu Wan said is true?”

Mu Jianhua frowned deeply.
“Let’s have a psychologist check her out later…”

“Check what nonsense?” Wang Lan interrupted him and walked to the bed, taking Mu Wan’s hand.
“Mu Wan is crying so desperately; how could it be fake?”

Mu Yanci rubbed his forehead, sharing the same thought as Mu Jianhua.
“Mom, this rebirth thing is too bizarre. We need to rule out any psychological causes first.”

If this is true, it’s serious. If it’s false and Mu Wan believes it so strongly, that’s just as serious.

Mu Jianhua said, “We have to rule out one answer. If what Mu Wan says is true, this kidnapper…” His gaze darkened. “I want him to be torn apart.”

As a veteran who opposed superstition, Mu Jianhua should have been a staunch materialist. But after hearing Mu Wan’s sorrowful cry, and recalling the clue about the mask from their phone call, he couldn’t convince himself that this was just the ramblings of a daughter suffering emotional trauma.

“Uncle, there’s no need to have a doctor verify it. What Mu Wan said is probably true.”

Suddenly, Kuang Ye, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes. He turned his head to look at Mu Wan, who was pale, and there was a layer of tears in his eyes.

His Mu Wan. She had really suffered so much.