Back on the Day We Were Adopted, My Sister Gave Me Her Chance to Join a Powerful Family

In my previous life, when my younger sister Ji Qian and I were adopted by a wealthy family, she chose without hesitation to leave with the couple. I was forced to go with a family of painters, and we depended on one another to get by. My sister thought she’d enjoy endless riches and luxury. But years later, the wealthy family was torn apart by infighting. Their mentally ill son stabbed her, and she was hospitalized, left barely alive. Meanwhile, my family was warm and harmonious. A kind benefactor supported me, and I got into a top university. I became an outstanding fashion designer, made a name for myself in the design world, and earned the admiration of a professor. I had both fame and fortune. When my sister learned how happy I was, she was consumed by jealousy and hatred. Despite her injuries, she lured me to the hospital rooftop and pushed me off. As I was dying, I grabbed my sister and dragged her off the high-rise with me. We hit the ground and were smashed to pieces. When I opened my eyes again, my sister and I had both been reborn on the day we were adopted. This time, my sister rushed to choose the painter couple, determined to repeat the life I’d had in my previous one. I watched her smile smugly and slowly curled my lips. What she didn’t know was that nothing fate gives you comes for free. Since my sister wanted so badly to fall into the abyss, I’d let her have the chance.