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"Hank Williams, wake up, Auntie made you some chicken soup, drink it while it's hot, it will replenish your body." As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that hypocritical face again, and my stepmother was looking at me lovingly. I was a little dazed, as if the bone-chilling coldness was still lingering in my heart, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing this, my stepmother looked a little worried and reached out to touch my forehead. I instinctively dodged and her hand stopped in mid-air, looking a little embarrassed. "Oh! Why are you still like this? I'm worried that you will catch a cold. There is a competition next week. You are the hope of our family, and your brother will rely on you in the future!"

Next week's competition? I was reborn? I suddenly looked up at the calendar. Today is September 10th , and there is still a week before the artificial intelligence competition. God is merciful and let me be reborn!

"Adele Smith, you go to bed first. I'm going to sleep too." I said calmly.

My stepmother nodded and turned away. Looking at her back as she left, I felt mixed emotions. Having lost my biological mother at a young age, I once had a deep dependence and respect for Adele Smith. However, now I have seen her true colors.

Qin Minglang is the son brought by Adele Smith , and I used to treat him as my own brother. But in the competition in my previous life, his betrayal made me feel like a knife. I clearly remember that he took my program code and cried in front of the judges and accused me of plagiarism. At that moment, my father was standing at the competition site, and his face turned livid instantly. And Adele Smith stood up pretending to be forbearing and made up a bunch of lies to discredit me. My father was so angry that he couldn't speak, and eventually fell on the way to the hospital due to a heart attack.

The angry scolding of netizens pierced my heart like a sharp arrow. I became the target of public criticism, hiding in my room all day and crying. Max Smith took advantage of my depression and secretly changed the ownership of my villa to his name. Then, he tricked me into living in an ice cellar in the name of a basement, and finally froze me into an ice sculpture. The mother and son forged the illusion that I was mentally ill and froze to death in the ice cellar, and inherited all my family's inheritance.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but burst into tears. I clenched my fists tightly and made a secret resolution: since God has given me a new life, I must make Max Smith and his mother pay the price they deserve!