Also known as The Reborn Heiress of the Capital: A Handbook
[Reborn + capital’s elite heiress + satisfying revenge + mysterious young master + mutual redemption]
If all the heiresses of the capital were reborn, wouldn’t they act a little more spoiled and arrogant?
In her previous life, she was framed on her wedding night and died without even a body to bury.
When the heiress opens her eyes again, she waves a hand: the perfect thing to do on your wedding night is run away and find a male model.
Her best friend gets her and arranges a top-tier male model that very night.
The male model is so full of himself. He’s getting paid for this, yet he still insists on keeping his dignity.
The heiress slaps him until he’s crawling around, searching for it.
“My name isn’t yours to say. Try again.”
The man grimaces. “Young lady.”
“Good boy. From now on, I’ll take care of you.”
At a party attended by the capital’s top-tier stars, someone deliberately leaves the heiress without a seat. She stands all alone in the crowd while everyone laughs at her.
Meanwhile, her own male model sits high and mighty at the head of the table, coldly surveying the beauties around him.
The moment he sees her,
the male model’s icy gaze softens.
The heiress crooks a finger at him. “Move. Do you really think this is your seat?”
Everyone is stunned, practically sucking in a breath.
But the male model smiles, gets up, and pulls out the chair for her. “Please, have a seat, Young Lady!”
Everyone: “???”
It's good to watch and the plot doesn't drag out [Chigua]