After I Was Reborn, My Mortal Enemy and I Got Together

Si Yuanzhou and Cen Jiang had never gotten along. More precisely, Cen Jiang was the only one who disliked the other.

In public, Cen Jiang was cold and haughty toward Si Yuanzhou, treating him with disdain.

In private, they were at each other's throats, constantly competing for business.

Si Yuanzhou could never figure out what he had done to deserve being targeted so relentlessly.

Then he died in a car crash that had been planned long in advance. After being reborn, he saw the other man's eyes, bloodshot with grief, at his own funeral.

The once proud and arrogant man now clutched a large bouquet of white lilies, utterly lost and looking like a stray dog.

When he heard the other mourners at Si Yuanzhou's funeral making disparaging remarks, he swept them with a cold glance, and everyone fell silent.

“This is Si Yuanzhou's funeral. Anyone who dares speak ill of him is making an enemy of the Cen family. Get out now!”

Si Yuanzhou, back from the dead, stood there in a daze, just as dumbfounded as the relatives and reporters who had come to pay their respects.

[Devoted, aloof, domineering] Cen Jiang x [seemingly gentle but secretly ruthless big shot] Si Yuanzhou