In her previous life, she was a queen of finance. Elegant, noble, intelligent, and composed, she had talent, cunning, wealth beyond measure, and glory beyond compare. Yet her heart remained lonely. She was an orphan, and after finally finding the only family she had in this world, she was framed and killed by that so-called "only family member." She smiled bitterly. She had thought she would never know the purest kind of family love... But Heaven had eyes. The heavens let her be reborn in the body of a weak, timid heiress from a wealthy family. Her younger sister framed her, her classmates mocked her, and even the servants looked down on her. Since fate had given her a second life, she would make this life even more dazzling than the last!
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Feilu Novel Network does not like women's videos and normal urban literature, and does not write the main character in a very dark way. You should write this novel at a certain point.
Isn't this a monthly subscription book? After activating the monthly subscription, why do you still need to pay for VIP chapters?
It's a monthly subscription, so far it looks pretty good
I saw a female video in a male video
I didn't see the protagonist's wisdom and intelligence, I only saw the protagonist's self-righteousness and lust. He was never hurt himself and never defeated his opponent. Is it because the author is too stupid to write a plot?
Isn't this a monthly subscription book? After activating the monthly subscription, why do you still need to pay for VIP chapters?
How many years have I been writing this? It feels like I saw it a few years ago
I like you, like rain falling on the tropics and polar regions, thousands of miles away. I like you, like the wind that has traveled eight thousand miles without asking about the date of return.
With a thousand insults gathered together, I can become a demon instantly. All you ants, if you have the ability, come and do it.