Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

n who had treated her like that!

When she was young, Ji Yinbing was actually quite afraid of this man because he controlled her life and death.
If she was obedient, he would give her food and let her live.
If she was disobedient, she would be beaten and scolded.
One time, Kulma wanted her to meet Ah Han, but Ji Yinbing was unwilling and told him that Ah Han bullied her.

However, Kulma was unmoved.
He scolded her for a long time.
He scolded her for being useless and insensible… Ji Yinbing refused to say anything that day.
Later on, Kulma brought her to a cliff.

He pinched Ji Yinbing’s neck with one hand and raised her up.

Ji Yinbing floated on the edge of the cliff with a hundred-meter steep slope under her feet.

That was the first time Ji Yinbing was so close to Death.
As long as Kurma let go of his hand, Ji Yinbing could fall into Death’s arms.
Ji Yinbing was afraid of death.
She had always thought that living was better than dying.
Only by living could there be limitless hope.
It was also because of this attitude in life that she had reached this point.

In Ji Yinbing’s heart, Kulma was the most untouchable mountain.

It could crush Ji Yinbing with just a casual move.

Now, this lofty and heavy mountain had actually kowtowed to her.
He was just a useless person.
In an instant, the last demon in Ji Yinbing’s heart died.
From then on, there was only light in her heart.
She could be impudent and have no more fear.

Ji Yinbing took a deep breath as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

Then she said to Kulma, “Take me to my mother’s grave.”

“Okay!”

“Okay, okay!”

Kulma quickly stood up and said loudly, “I’ll bring you there now!”

Ji Yinbing put away her gun and her disdainful gaze.
She said coldly, “Lead the way.”

Kulma turned around and brought the three of them to Ji Yue’s grave.

Ji Yinbing returned the gun to Yan Nuo.

Yan Nuo took the gun and held her hand.
He pinched Ji Yinbing’s fingers and said gently in her ear, “Beautifully done, my little…” Yan Nuo almost said the words ‘little slave’.
To Yan Nuo, ‘my little slave’ was his special nickname for Ji Yinbing.

He had a dream once and accidentally called out this name.
After that, Ji Yinbing told him off for a long time.

Ji Yinbing tilted her head and looked at him with a dangerous gaze.

Yan Nuo saw it and the words “little slave” changed to “little cutie.”

Ji Yinbing’s lips twitched.

“Shut up.”

Yan Nuo’s face was wooden as he said words like “little cutie”.
It was especially strange.

…

On the way to Chaotic Burial Mountain in the suburbs, Han Luofan was especially silent.

He was silent for two reasons.

Firstly, he was about to see her mother’s remains.
Secondly, he was shocked by Ji Yinbing’s actions.

At this moment, Han Luofan’s thoughts were as follows—

I have a sister.
She beats people up without saying a word.
She takes out her gun without saying a word.
What am I going to do from now on?

Han Luofan had already predicted how miserable his future life would be.

“We’re here! On the mountain!”

Kulma pointed at the slope in front of him.
It was a famous mass grave in Mumbai.
Many people in the slums were buried here casually after they died.
On this slope, countless dead souls were buried.
Sometimes, when you dug a pit in the ground, you could see a skeleton.