When Su Yi died, Xie Wuji didn't shed a single tear. She cursed bastard in her heart, turned around and was reborn at the age of fourteen. But she was miserable. She was obviously the legitimate daughter of the Hou family, but she was thrown into a village in the countryside by her biological parents to raise her. Not to mention the unruly slaves around her who bullied her, she still had a dull temperament after marrying a man. After reviving her life, Su Yi felt that she couldn't do this in this life. Men are not a necessity, but money is. After all, who can have trouble with money? So she made a lot of money and finally became the leading rich man in Yanjing City. But who can ask Xie Wuji for her? He just said a few more words to the eldest princess's adopted face. Is it necessary for him to glare at her? Xie Wuji: If you're not happy, come and cheer me up. Su Yi: ... Uh. Xie Wuji: Alright. Please help me up. Thank you. My knees are numb!
