At the funeral of Bai Family's Fourth Miss, Bai Xian received a phone call from his fiancee Zhou Ziqiao.

"It's Second Uncle, brother, Second Uncle wants to kill you, he poisoned your tea. I just came to your study to look for a book, I drank your tea, the first sip felt wrong and Second Uncle found me. He strangled me, brother, Second Uncle wants to kill you, be careful!"

A man dressed in white, with a cold and handsome face, held his phone to his ear with one hand, turned around, left behind a room full of people weeping, and walked out of the Bai family's mourning hall.

He stood outside, his sword brows furrowed, lowering his voice. He steadied his trembling fingers, and with a deep breath, calmed his hurried tone. His voice was heavy, laced with both surprise and astonishment,

"Vivi?"

"It's me, brother, it's me. I'm afraid of you, brother."

A sob came from the phone, laced with a touch of vulnerability after rebirth. Bai Wei, bearing Zhou Zi'uo's, trembled on the bed, crying silently,

“As soon as I woke up, I realized I had become my sister-in-law. Brother, I'm scared, come get me, please hurry.”

Outside the window, a quiet evening descended. The orange light streamed in from the window, falling upon the thick carpet with its intricate patterns.

Bai Wei was terrified, as if someone had strangled her slender neck. Just a moment ago, she had been pressed onto her brother's desk by her second uncle. He was gripping her throat, his eyes cold and merciless.

His feet dangled helplessly, kicking and struggling against his uncle's grip like iron.

It was because he drank the tea on his brother's table, it was because he discovered this cup of tea, was placed on his brother's table by his second uncle.

Just one sip was enough to tell that the tea was poisoned.

The uncle, who had always been kind and gentle in front of his nieces and nephews, suddenly flew into a rage when faced with accusations. He strangled their father to death in his study and then staged the scene as a suicide by hanging.

When Bai Wei woke up again, she found herself inside her brother's fiancee Zhou Zi Rao's clothes.

My first reaction was to call Bai Xian and ask him to come save me.

His arrival was swift, his narrow eyes red as he sped into the Zhou residence, his foot heavy on the accelerator.

At this time, all members of the Zhou family went to Bai's house to offer condolences for Bai Wei. There was only one servant at home, and no one else.

The servant was somewhat surprised, not understanding why the head of the Bai family would suddenly appear here. Was he perhaps looking for the young lady?

He didn't find anything strange about it, just pointed White Xian to the young lady's bedroom and then went back to his own affairs.

The door was pushed open with a bang. Bai Wei cowered at the head of the bed, lifting her head to see Bai Xian striding in. She jumped out of bed, tears streaming down her face, and flung herself into Bai Xian's arms, sobbing:

"Brother, brother, I'm afraid, brother, I'm afraid."

However, he was just an ordinary college student. His family might have been slightly better off than their peers, but he remained ordinary in every way.

Life experience tells me that the recent death I just went through, it instilled fear and unease in me, leaving me unsure of what to do.

Only able to hold onto her brother with love, she hugged his long and strong form. His powerful embrace felt like the only safe haven from any harm.

From small to large, all the things Bai Wei couldn't handle were handled by Bai Xian. Now that Bai Xian was killed by his second uncle of the Bai family, and she inexplicably transmigrated into Bai Xian's fiancée before their marriage, Bai Wei was completely out of her depth.

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