WBSGVS Chapter 216 V1

The hospital room was in complete chaos.

The He family, who had been about to go out for dinner, canceled their plans immediately. First, they called in a doctor to examine the wound. It had torn slightly, so they changed the dressing, sternly warned the patient not to move around again, and then finally left.

By the time everything settled down, it was already 9 PM.

Father He scowled. “What the hell is wrong with you? Smashing your phone again—who pissed you off this time?”

He Tianzhuo’s face was deathly pale with a tinge of bluish-purple. He didn’t respond.

At that moment, the eldest son of the He family silently handed over a phone.

Father He furrowed his brows and looked at it, confused. Then his eyes widened. “Why are you showing me this?”

His eldest son lowered his voice and said, “It’s sister-in-law… with another man.”

Father He: “!!!”

His expression changed drastically. He stared at the screen for a long while before he finally recognized the clothes in the photo. He gasped. “Su Qingli’s cheating too?!”

He Tianzhuo angrily snapped, “I’ve already said it was just part of the social scene—nothing happened! I didn’t cheat! And she probably didn’t either!”

“But that kind of intimacy still isn’t okay! Who the hell is that guy?!” Father He roared, his face dark. “Our He family will never accept a cheating daughter-in-law! Divorce her! Divorce!”

Right then, Qingli walked in, smiling sweetly. “Dad, don’t say that. How exactly did I cheat? That was in public, clearly just a staged photo. I wasn’t even sitting on his lap or clinging to his neck.”

Father He jabbed at the phone. “Then how do you explain this?!”

“Just the angle.” Qingli waved it off nonchalantly. “We didn’t even touch each other!”

If she was going to walk away from this marriage, she was damn sure going to drive this man insane first.

Everyone could “fake flirt.” What made it a man’s exclusive right?

He Tianzhuo glared at her, his face stormy. “You did it on purpose!”

Qingli answered without hesitation, “Yeah, I did. You played the social flirtation game—so did I. Don’t be a hypocrite.”

He Tianzhuo’s chest rose and fell sharply. He was furious but left speechless by how unapologetically honest she was.

Because what she said was true, what she did wasn’t even half as intimate as what he had done.

Still…

He Tianzhuo couldn’t accept it, though deep down, he understood the mocking undertones behind her smile. And knowing what she’d put into this marriage, he couldn’t bring himself to parrot his parents’ blind accusations. All he could do was grit his teeth and try to calm down.

Breathe. Stay calm. Focus on recovery.

Besides, she had every reason to be pissed. Last night, she’d caught him red-handed.

Even if he didn’t love her as deeply as he once did, ten years together wasn’t nothing. Life doesn’t give you that many decades. He had never seriously considered divorce. Initially, he was pissed that Qingli had stepped aside and let him get stabbed, but now… he could see it more clearly.

They came for him. He was the one who tried to use her as a shield. She didn’t deserve the blame for dodging.

He let out a sigh, swallowed all his pride, and softened his tone. “Ali, I was wrong. I won’t do anything like that again. Can we just… let this go?”

The woman, who had looked so cold and unbothered before, seemed about to respond when her expression suddenly blanked. Her gaze went vacant for a few seconds, then regained focus. She stared at the weak, miserable man in front of her with a look that gradually shifted into something complicated.

She didn’t know why, but she suddenly felt like she’d lost control of her body. A moment ago, she’d been in a private club with her husband’s hands around her neck—and now she was in his hospital room.

That missing period… her memory wasn’t gone, but it felt like she hadn’t been the one living it.

Still, whatever “other her” had done had helped vent all her pent-up frustration. Looking at her husband now, remorseful and trying to make peace, she felt a trace of satisfaction.

But unlike the version of her from a few hours ago, who was so decisive, this Su Qingli was someone who still prioritized family. Years of social conditioning and family expectations made it hard for her to walk away—even if she’d been slapped, even if she’d witnessed her husband’s flirtation with another woman.

Divorce wasn’t so easy. Not everyone could afford the cost.

Besides, she didn’t believe he’d cheated. If he had, he wouldn’t still be acting so righteous. And now, seeing him like this—injured and apologetic—she couldn’t bring herself to walk away.

So, after a long pause, she finally nodded. “Okay.”

Her husband hadn’t cheated. She’d already gotten her revenge. And looking at the pitiful state he was in now, she just didn’t have it in her to leave. She would give it one more try.

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After the situation unexpectedly calmed down, Qingli suddenly lost consciousness while He Tianzhuo was apologizing.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a hotel suite.

It was luxurious, with a bedroom, living room, and kitchen—it felt just like home.

The room was empty, but a bit messy. Scripts were scattered on the table, and papers lay strewn across the floor. In front of her, angled slightly to the side, was a mirror. Qingli walked over immediately.

The reflection staring back was the same face she remembered.

But to her, only an instant had passed—yet this body had aged. The once barefaced and unpampered features now showed signs of time.

Qingli thought for a moment, then went to lock the door. She sat down in a chair and closed her eyes to receive the body’s memories.

Once the download finished, she understood everything.

It had been five years since the last time she’d been transported.

Just as she had suspected before—if she hadn’t arrived when she did, that knife would have stabbed the original owner in the stomach, leaving her unable to have children. The fact that she arrived in this body at the age of thirty-three likely meant all the original owner’s resentment had built up and erupted on this very day.

But honestly, if He Tianzhuo had kept his premarital promise to stay childfree, it wouldn’t have mattered if the original owner couldn’t have kids.

Except… he didn’t.