Ten Rebirths Later, So What If I Lose It and Curse You Out?

[A Sweet-and-Sour Slice of Life About Healing]

Tang Tang died.

Tang Tang was reborn. Again.

And once again, she was back to being a newborn baby.

Ten lifetimes, and she could never escape her fate: abandoned at birth and dead before twenty-seven. Tang Tang was tired. Numb. This time, she had only two wishes: first, for her birth mother to leave her scumbag father and live a good, long life; second, for her adoptive parents from her previous life to escape poverty, make a fortune, and enjoy a better life.

Just as someone was about to carry her away and abandon her, Tang Tang gazed sadly at her birth mother, who was resting after giving birth. Mom! That scumbag dad of mine cheated on you when you were seriously ill! He betrayed you and got you killed! You can't count on him. Don't fall for his sweet talk!

Her birth mother slowly opened her eyes: ...

Then her mother got a divorce, and the scumbag father was the one left behind.

Tang Tang looked at her father with gleeful satisfaction. Bet you didn't see that coming! That company you're working yourself to the bone to build? One day, you'll have to hand it over to your cousin!

Her scumbag father: ...

My eldest brother is so gentle. I love him! Too bad he won't live past thirteen.

My second brother is sickly.

My third brother has social anxiety.

My fourth brother is a sweet, gullible fool.

My fifth brother is a crybaby.

My sixth brother is a scaredy-cat.

As Tang Tang kept grumbling to herself, she realized everything was turning out exactly as she'd hoped. Her birth mother was alive and well. Her adoptive parents had found easier, better-paying jobs and were living comfortably! Even the older brothers and sisters who hadn't spared her a glance in her previous life now hovered around her every day, ready to throw punches over the slightest disagreement involving her!

Tang Tang: ... This doesn't seem to be going quite the way it should, does it?

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