Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 2090 - 2092: Split Personality

Under the same moonlight, some gather with their family, reunited and joyful, while others are lonely, suffering the torture of pain.

At Guangcheng City Hospital, Chiang Qing opened her eyes to the white surroundings, feeling a sense of bewilderment.

Where is this?

She felt as if she had slept for a very long time, so long that her body was sore and aching, with not a single spot that didn’t hurt.

She sat up, looked at the needle inserted in the back of her hand, feeling it was intensely glaring.

Raising her head, she glanced around, then pulled out the needle from her hand and walked into the bathroom.

She stared dazedly at the woman in the mirror.

Pale complexion, bandages wrapped around her head, sunken cheeks, large eyes void of any spirit—this was her, how did she become like this?

Memories rushed at her like a tide, overwhelming, aggressive, akin to thousands of Poisonous Snakes burrowing into her brain, opening their mouths, fangs gnawing and devouring her nerves.

"It hurts..." Chiang Qing collapsed painfully on the ground, clutching her head, screaming.

Many, many memories, not belonging to her, yet they were hers, all attacking her—she could barely bear it.

What had she done?

She used to be a high-spirited young lady of fortune, smart, beautiful, proud, owing to her charm and excellent family background, many men succumbed before her, looking up to her.

Suddenly one day she met that man, a man from a rural background, merely a small platoon leader, she admired him, admired him so much she couldn’t stop herself.

No, she initially only admired him, had no intention of possessing him, but later, what changed?

It wasn’t she who changed; someone took her body, replaced her, made many wrongs, settled many bad decisions.

That woman enticed her, leading her step by step into her trap, making her accomplice.

"I am you, you were me, we are one, no one can separate us. That man was supposed to be ours, he forgot, forgot us, that’s why he mixed with Cheng Su. You forgot too, but it doesn’t matter, I’ll help you remember..." the woman said.

Chiang Qing held her head, she was terrified, she panicked because that person had the exact same face as her.

Memories once again became chaotic; those weren’t her memories, yet she saw that face desperately clinging to a man, that man called Qi Taiguo, knowing he had a wife yet insistently entangled with him, almost crazed.

"No, go away!" Chiang Qing shouted.

"Where do you want me to go?" the person in the mirror, no, the person said.

"Disappear from my body, all this pain is because of you, because of your insanity." Chiang Qing said painfully.

"Hahaha." The person in the mirror laughed loudly: "You forgot, it’s not because of me, it’s because of you; you forgot the past life, your vows, you returned here in exchange for chains of hatred, just to overturn the past life, to prove yourself as the right one. I was only helping you, you fool."

Chiang Qing shook her head: "No, it’s not like that, I didn’t, you’re deceiving me." She was The Proud Daughter of Heaven, without scheming, without fighting, the best things would come to her naturally.

"Fool, this arrogance leads to your total defeat. Who says love doesn’t require scheming? You are self-righteous, foolish beyond endurance. You should have killed her at the start, should not have ended up in this destitute state never to recover, one wrong step leads to another wrong step, it’s your indecision, wanting to play the saint yet acting like a bitch, you fool..."