Back to the Past: The Rise of the False Heiress Marrying the True Tycoon
Chapter 1192: Ready to Gamble Everything

Chapter 1192: Ready to Gamble Everything

Of course Lin Miao knew about Lin Cheng’s car accident—how could she not? She had lived through it once already. In this second chance at life, she had anticipated it long before it happened.

Her decision to bring money and offer help wasn’t just out of kindness. It was a carefully calculated move, a strategic olive branch extended to the Lin family. She wanted to thaw the frost between them, to stop being treated like some kind of outsider.

The Lins were in desperate need of money, and with Gu Zi away in the capital, this was the perfect opportunity for her to curry favor and inch her way back into their good graces.

You see, Lin Miao knew how things would unfold for the Lins in the long run. She knew that despite Lin Cheng becoming disabled, he would later be favored by a powerful business magnate, and under that man’s wing, his career would flourish. The Lin family, once struggling, would rise to affluence.

So even if her thousand yuan couldn’t save Lin Cheng’s leg, it would still count as a contribution. And once they accepted her money, they’d have no choice but to remember her kindness.

But to her shock, Li Hua refused the money. Flatly. And just like that, Jinlong swooped in at the perfect moment with funds in hand, completely stealing the spotlight—and her chance.

Lin Miao seethed. How dare Li Hua reject her? Just because she was now managing two food stalls, did she think she could erase the past? Had she forgotten how obedient and accommodating she used to be, practically groveling at Lin Miao’s feet?

And then there were her adoptive parents—who had the audacity to take Li Hua’s side. That was when Lin Miao truly snapped. Clearly, she had been too naive in thinking the Lins might welcome her back. She had come bearing money, only to be turned away like an unwanted guest. Fine then. If they didn’t want peace, she’d make sure none of them had it.

And now, An Yun and the others even had the nerve to suspect her involvement in the car accident? Hmph. Ungrateful wretches.

Captain He said coolly, “It’s not that they suspect you directly. We drew the inference based on their statements. I have one final question: You claim you’ve lost money on your investment, and the Gu family likely won’t give you more money. So where exactly did that one thousand yuan come from?”

It was a pointed question, and not without merit—Lin Miao did have a prior record for theft, and the case had been handled by Captain He himself. He had every right to press her.

Lin Miao’s face darkened. Was this man incapable of trusting her even a little? She had been given a second life, and yet somehow, things seemed worse than the first time around.

In her previous life, she had married Su Shen. They were financially secure, never short on food, and her three children barely required her attention. Outsiders even envied her.

But the longer the marriage dragged on, the more unbearable it became. Su Shen never touched her—not once. She lived like a ghost in her own home, a wife in name only. And she was trapped, utterly trapped in that suffocating village. Day after day, the same routine, the same dreary faces.

She grew to hate it—hate the dull monotony, hate the three filthy children who always seemed to be crying or dirty or sick.

When she was reborn, she vowed to escape. She clawed her way back to the city, stealing Gu Zi’s fiancé, Gong Zhan, in the process.

She reinvented herself, polished every edge, determined to live the dazzling life that Gu Zi had once flaunted.

But now, looking at where she’d ended up, she had to ask—why? Why had it all gone so wrong?

Gong Zhan had left her far behind. The Lin family wanted nothing to do with her. She had even gone so far as to use her biological parents to plot against the Lins. And now she found herself repeating history—hounded by police, once again at the center of suspicion.

All her efforts, all her schemes, and she was right back where she started. It was almost laughable.

Tired of lying, she snapped, “I took the money from my father, but I returned it afterward. Captain He, do you need me to show you the proof? I can get it right now. Otherwise, I’ve said all I need to say. You can leave.”

Captain He understood. So she had indeed stolen money from Gu Shan—yet again to buy favor with the Lins. Some habits, it seemed, were hard to break.

He gave a final warning. “Then we’ll take our leave. But let me say this, Lin Miao—if you’re honest now about the food poisoning case, there’s still a chance to fix things. But if the investigation uncovers the truth before you come clean… then the Gu family will be finished.”

Whether Lin Miao actually heard him or not was anyone’s guess. She opened the door and gestured for them to leave. When the officers stepped out and she shut the door behind them, her eyes gleamed coldly.

Fine. Let’s see how they think they’ll uncover the truth. She was ready to gamble everything on this.

Downstairs, Captain He gave curt instructions to his subordinates. “Stake out this area for the next few days. Watch Lin Miao. Note where she goes, who she meets.”

A young officer frowned. “Captain, are you sure? Shouldn’t we be tailing Zhang Mei instead? Lin Miao sounded pretty convincing to me.”

Captain He gave him a look. “You said it yourself—sounded convincing. But sounding and being are two very different things. And did you miss her body language just now? So many nervous little tics. If she’s truly innocent, I’ll eat my badge.”

From what Captain He knew of Lin Miao, she was the kind of person who lost her composure the moment she felt threatened. She lacked discipline. She panicked easily. It was only a matter of time before she sought out someone to help cover her tracks.

And once that happened, all they needed to do was follow the trail—identify each accomplice, break them down one by one—and soon, the whole case would unravel.