Second Chance, Second Choice Chapter 2

After being reborn, the first sentence I heard was Layla saying she hoped Annie would be her sister-in-law.

I no longer had the indignation of my past life.

Instead, I wanted to facilitate this beauty too much.

So I smiled and clapped, "I second that!"

To show my sincerity, I stood up and announced, "From now on, Bryan and I are no longer in a relationship. For the rest of our lives, weddings and funerals have nothing to do with each other."

Layla's eyes lit up, "If you have the guts, do what you say!"

I nodded solemnly and raised three fingers, "If I don't, may I be struck by lightning, hit by a car when I go out, and choke on water at home."

Bryan frowned and scolded me gently, "Vivi, don't mess around with Layla."

The words were spoken to me, but the corner of his eye was clearly watching Annie's reaction.

Annie pursed her lips and smiled, pinching Layla's arm, "Alright Layla, look, you've put Sister Vivi in a difficult spot."

"What difficult spot?" Layla curled her lip dismissively, "Just a country bumpkin, no need to give too much face."

Although I wanted to escape these rotten people quickly, I didn't plan to flee with my tail between my legs.

So, I still splashed that glass of beer from my past life onto Layla's face.

However, unlike in my past life, I didn't foolishly wait for Layla to counterattack after splashing.

I struck first, grabbing Layla's hair from behind.

I pulled tight, immobilizing her body.

Annie thought I was still the impulsive but enduring Vivi.

She rushed up trying to save Layla, but I kicked her down mercilessly.

In my past life, I could take down a group of people with a knife in one hand. Now with sound limbs, dealing with a green tea bitch who didn't plan to use her full strength was a piece of cake.

Bryan tried to rush over to pull me, but I shouted a threat, "You better not move, or I can't guarantee what my mouth might say."

Bryan had been drugged by a male investor for financing.

Although the final step didn't happen, a video was taken.

I was the one who rescued him, which was how we met.

He pursued me, saying he was grateful for my beauty and kindness, but I knew in my heart he was mostly trying to silence me.

Of course, my beauty was the primary factor.

I can say shamelessly that if I weren't so stubborn, with his current financial resources, he wouldn't be qualified to be my boyfriend.

Being filmed by a male investor was Bryan's Achilles' heel; he would rather die than let people know.

He guessed I had a copy of that video, so as soon as I spoke, he froze.

His other fair-weather friends, who preferred to avoid trouble, had already tactfully stepped aside.

Including Annie, who mocked me sarcastically in my past life.

As long as I wasn't afraid of death, others would be.

My aura was much fiercer than in my past life. Annie was a bit afraid to provoke me, shrinking behind Bryan like a quail.

Layla wailed as I pulled her hair painfully.

I kicked the back of her knee, forcing her to kneel and listen to me.

"I'm very curious, does Miss White, whose total score in the three main subjects of the college entrance exam was less than 150, know how to write the word 'country'?"

"Your parents swindled money from neighbors to move to the city a few years ago, and you started using 'country bumpkin' to curse people. Is this a family misfortune or poor upbringing?"

"Do you know why true aristocratic families never use the term 'country bumpkin' to insult people?"

"Because the more heritage people have, the more they know that country people are the foundation of this society and deserve the most respect. And you nouveau riche, who only had the chance to settle in Seaview by eating the blood buns of fellow villagers," I couldn't help kicking Layla in the butt, "are just rootless duckweeds, idiots pretending to be superior by belittling their origins!"

I pressed Layla's head, forcing her to scan everyone one by one, finally facing Annie.

"I can responsibly tell you that in the hearts of your good best friend and these Seaview friends, you are just a stupid country bumpkin with money!"

The people present, having their thoughts exposed, unconsciously took a step back.

I couldn't help laughing, "Remember, a frog in a well croaking loudly won't change the fact that it can only see a patch of sky when it looks up. You should be glad I'm just an ordinary citizen, not the 'country bumpkin' you talk about..."

I pulled Layla's hair hard, forcing her to look up at me, "Otherwise, you wouldn't even be qualified to kneel and listen to me speak!"