After Disabled A was Reborn, She Got Scummed Again - Chapter 1
The brightly lit corridor was lined with fine Italian handmade wool carpets in shades of black, white, and grey. The patterns were intricate and elegant. The walls were decorated with vivid paintings in rich colors. Everything here spoke of quiet luxury, vintage charm, and tasteful elegance.
A wheelchair rolled slowly forward down the seemingly endless hallway. The atmosphere was still and cold—so quiet that not a single sound could be heard.
The woman sitting in the wheelchair had skin pale as snow, and her whole presence carried an ethereal, cold aura. Her shoulder-length hair rested gently against her delicate collarbones, and the strands of inky black hair falling across her fair skin created a stark contrast—so strong it was almost blinding. Her complexion was crystal clear, so pale it looked almost fragile, as if it would shatter at the lightest touch.
Her beautiful face was expressionless. There was a natural chill to her bones. Her long, phoenix-shaped eyes drooped slightly, making it hard to read her emotions. But the sudden crease between her elegant brows revealed a hint of pain—or perhaps confusion.
Behind her, a butler in a perfectly tailored suit was pushing the wheelchair. He had just bent down to speak when the woman raised her hand to stop him.
One hand, slender and fair with clearly defined joints, hung lightly in the air. Her other hand gently rubbed the bridge of her nose.
Qin Xiao slowly raised her eyes. Her long, dark lashes trembled. In her usually calm gaze, waves of emotion began to rise—layer upon layer, hard to suppress. Her expression slowly took on hints of pain and inner struggle, though most of all… she seemed dazed.
The butler noticed and held his breath. After a moment, he asked quietly,
“Miss Qin, should I call Dr. Xu over?”
Qin Xiao was the head of the Qin family, and it was rare to see such a painful expression on her face. The butler wondered if her body was feeling unwell again.
Although she couldn’t stand and had to undergo frequent medical checkups, her condition hadn’t improved. She remained so weak.
The butler, who had watched Qin Xiao grow up, couldn’t help showing a bit of sorrow in his eyes. Qin Xiao—an S-class Alpha—had everything: talent, beauty, and character. She was near perfect. But Heaven had been cruel and allowed her one flaw—her legs. She was disabled.
“There’s no need,” Qin Xiao said. Her voice, like her presence, was cold and sharp, carrying an undeniable authority.
“Yes, Miss Qin,” the butler answered softly, stepping back without another word.
Qin Xiao tilted her head and looked toward the windowsill. The butler instantly understood and pushed her toward the railing, adjusting the wheelchair’s height so she could get a better view of the scenery outside.
It was early summer. The night wind carried a touch of coolness. A gentle breeze brushed past, carrying away a bit of the confusion and heat between Qin Xiao’s brows.
But the storm in her eyes had yet to settle.
Suddenly, in this peaceful and beautiful silence, a white butterfly floated in on the wind.
It happened so fast that the butler didn’t have time to stop it. The butterfly landed softly beside Qin Xiao.
The backyard was full of lush trees—quiet yet vibrant. When the wind passed through, the rustling leaves made a gentle sound, like a soft symphony playing. It helped calm Qin Xiao’s restless mood.
Unlike the noisy luxury of the front courtyard, the back garden was peaceful and pure. Everything glowed softly under the warm lights and starlit sky.
And this delicate butterfly brought the beauty of the front yard to this quiet space, breaking Qin Xiao’s moment of solitude.
Still lost in her thoughts, she didn’t notice another person had quietly appeared—until her sleeve was gently tugged.
The movement was small, almost nothing. But Qin Xiao caught it instantly. Behind her, the butler bent slightly and was ready to pull her away.
Qin Xiao turned her head toward the source of the motion. Her eyes swept lightly over her shoulder, and the butler paused.
The newcomer was wearing a flawless white evening dress, layers of soft gauze flowing like river mist, wrapping her graceful figure in an ethereal glow. Her exposed skin was smooth and fair like top-grade jade, so delicate one would want to cradle her in their palms. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her large, black-and-white eyes shimmered with a faint mist, looking fragile and pitiful.
But deep in those misty eyes, there was a stubborn light that couldn’t be ignored.
It was her—Chu Qiyan.
One of tonight’s main guests of honor. The Chu family’s daughter. The fake daughter.
If it were the past, people would’ve praised her without end. Even now, many still do.
But her birth origin… was a tragedy.
She wasn’t the real daughter of the Chu family. That meant she had no business value. To the people of the upper circles, she was nothing more than a lowly Omega—someone they could step on, take advantage of, and possess.
But this fake young lady, Miss Chu, was still—at least for now—Qin Xiao’s fiancée in name. Of course, that was just a rumor. The engagement banquet hadn’t even started yet. Nothing was finalized yet.
Just a few minutes ago, Qin Xiao had been planning to cancel the engagement.
But now… everything felt uncertain.
Qin Xiao glanced at the butler, who quietly let go of the wheelchair and stepped back respectfully.
A sharp, icy gaze fell onto Chu Qiyan. She stiffened but raised her eyes to meet it. Her body trembled.
Though she was Qin Xiao’s fiancée in name, the engagement could be broken at any moment. It meant nothing.
What she knew of Qin Xiao was limited to the rumors—cold, decisive, and ruthless.
Even her own so-called parents acted like timid quails in front of Qin Xiao, always flattering and afraid of Qin Xiao
This woman… was not someone she could afford to offend.
But—they were about to get engaged.
Even if she knew nothing about the woman in front of her, all she could do was look up in awe, in fear… and in pleading.
Qin Xiao looked at the girl kneeling at her side. Her head was lowered, and her long lashes were trembling with every breath. Then, slowly, she looked up with eyes full of determination and helpless softness.
But Qin Xiao was unmoved.
“Q-Qin Xiao… Could we please proceed with the engagement? Please don’t break it…” Chu Qiyan’s voice trembled, soft and pleading, as if she were about to cry.
She lifted her beautiful, gentle face and looked up at Qin Xiao as if she were worshipping a god.
Beautiful. Fragile. The scene was full of silent begging.
There was no doubt—right now, Qin Xiao was Chu Qiyan’s only hope.
Ever since the real daughter of the Chu family returned, life had become harder and harder for her. And now, all the hope she had, however small, rested on this cold, unfeeling woman—Qin Xiao.
Qin Xiao, of course, knew this clearly.
But she didn’t care at all.
Now… things were different.
Those sudden memories that had appeared in her mind were changing her thoughts again and again.
Looking at Chu Qiyan in front of her—so pure, so pitiful—Qin Xiao felt her heart soften slightly.
After all, everything was still within her control. Qin Xiao thought that someone as insignificant as Chu Qiyan could easily be protected if she chose to do so.
Qin Xiao quickly searched through the memories that had appeared in her mind. The emotions in her eyes grew heavier and deeper.
The quiet air around them felt increasingly tense as her frown deepened. The pressure became suffocating.
Chu Qiyan’s heart was like a bundle of kindling tossed into flames, burning with unease.
The woman before her still hadn’t spoken. Each passing second made her more and more afraid. She could already imagine the humiliating ending that awaited her.
Finally, the high-and-mighty Qin Xiao raised her sharp, phoenix-shaped eyes.
But what Chu Qiyan saw was not the icy fury she had expected. Instead, her beautiful, expressionless lips gently opened, and a single word fell:
“Alright.”
That calm and steady voice echoed in the still, tense air.
Chu Qiyan’s head jerked up. Her watery almond-shaped eyes were full of shock and disbelief.
She had poured all her courage into seeking out Qin Xiao tonight. It was her last gamble. A desperate move. She had never believed Qin Xiao would agree, and her hope had always been too slim.
She sat there stunned and still kneeling. She was unable to process what had just happened.
Qin Xiao glanced lightly at the butler. He, knowing her well, pushed the wheelchair forward—slowly rolling past Chu Qiyan and disappearing down the corridor.
Qin Xiao’s mind, however, was still full of swirling thoughts.
These new memories—of another life—were so bizarre, so impossible to believe. But the emotions that came with them were real and intense. They crashed around in her chest without warning.
Her brow furrowed, and her fingers clenched tightly.
Behind her, the composed butler finally spoke again.
“Miss Qin, is your body feeling unwell? Or is it because of Miss Chu?”
His gentle voice carried a trace of worry.
“…No… Forget it. Please arrange for Dr. Xu to visit this evening.
Her cold voice was as emotionless as always—but this time, it sounded slightly tired.
“Yes, Miss Qin.”
Even now, Qin Xiao still felt dazed. If Chu Qiyan hadn’t suddenly shown up just now, she might’ve believed the memories in her head were just dreams—just illusions.
But they had felt too real. Too painful.
How could she have ever ended up so miserable in another life?
Yet every word Chu Qiyan had said, every move she made, matched exactly with those buried memories—except for Qin Xiao’s own answer. That had changed.
If her guess was right…
She had been reborn.
Qin Xiao never would have believed it—her past self had ended up that way? How could she have become so desperate and broken? All because of Chu Qian?
Looking back on that life, she had practically played the villain in Chu Qian’s love story—helping her get together with a rival company’s heir. But wasn’t it Chu Qian who first seduced and deceived her?
Chu Qian. The real daughter of the Chu family.
Chu Qiyan. The fake daughter.
That gentle, innocent girl that had once smiled brightly at her, bringing a warmth no one else could offer. But it was all fake. A carefully crafted act. And in the end… she had died on the street, abandoned and alone.
Tonight’s engagement banquet—under Chu Qian’s influence—was originally meant to break off the engagement with Chu Qiyan. Later, they would announce that Qin Xiao would be marrying the real daughter, Chu Qian, instead.
After tonight, Chu Qiyan would become a laughingstock.
Maybe heavens had given her a second chance on purpose. She was transported back to the beginning of everything, allowing her to put an end to it. So she could make things right. So she wouldn’t fall into Chu Qian’s trap again.
And maybe… help Chu Qiyan, the fake daughter, this time.
In her memories from that previous life, Chu Qiyan rarely appeared. After all, she had been irrelevant. Who would remember someone like that? But she did recall faint whispers from others—how pitiful Chu Qiyan’s fate had been. Then came the final image of her, standing by Qin Xiao’s grave.
Those scenes played again and again in Qin Xiao’s mind. A rainy day, gray skies when the world was bleak and silent. There was Chu Qiyan, who had worn a pale green dress. She had brought a bouquet of warm yellow flowers. She gently touched the cold gravestone and said softly;
“What a pity… Qin Xiao…”
Yes. What a pity.
Once a favored daughter of Heaven… And in the end, that was how she died.
Perhaps even the heavens couldn’t stand watching it happen—and so, they gave her this second chance.
Qin Xiao slowly pulled her thoughts back, her gaze turning sharp and clear again. Her usual cold and noble demeanor returned, but in her dark phoenix eyes, the color had deepened.
Behind her, the butler held the wheelchair firmly; his expression was complicated. He hesitated, as if wanting to speak.
Not long ago, Chu Qian had met with Qin Xiao, crying and begging her not to marry Chu Qiyan. And Qin Xiao… had agreed.
But just now, she had turned around and agreed to the engagement with Chu Qiyan.
Even after all these years of serving Qin Xiao, the butler couldn’t make sense of it.
Qin Xiao rarely changed her mind. If she agreed to something, she would usually follow through. However, making two opposite decisions in such a short time was completely not her character.
Looking at her now, so cold and unreadable, the butler had no choice but to bury his questions and say nothing.
*****
The Chu family? It was just a minor family. Whatever the head of the Qin family decided… that was how it would be.
Engagement? It was nothing but a game. No one in this city… could truly match Qin Xiao.
She was born extraordinary. Under her leadership, the Qin family had risen to unmatched heights. They owed their current position to her alone.
She didn’t need any political marriage. Not for status. Not for power.
To her, this engagement banquet was nothing but a performance. Whoever the other lead was didn’t matter. In her previous life, she had canceled it only because she felt sympathy for Chu Qian.
The engagement with the Chu family had always been a temporary deal. What she truly wanted… was the development rights to the land in West City.
The bright and grand long corridor slowly swallowed up their figures as they moved further away.
Back at the courtyard, Chu Qiyan, who had accidentally fallen to the ground in her disbelief, no longer looked pitiful.
Her eyes grew thoughtful.
So acting fragile like Chu Qian really worked?
Or…
Is it something else?
She wasn’t sure what she had been thinking, but suddenly she stood up, lifted her skirt, and ran in the direction that Qin Xiao had gone.
She couldn’t let this chance slip away.
This chance… to stay close to Qin Xiao.
“Qin Xiao!” she called out.
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