Ashen Hue: I Rise from the Ashes Against the Light

[Her face destroyed by acid, grieving the loss of her child, and thrown out with nothing, she rises from the ashes with science and aesthetics!] On our third wedding anniversary, Huo Yanqin put his arms around his beloved and told me to give up the master bedroom: “Wanwan, Weiwei is in poor health. Take good care of her.” I smiled and nodded, unaware that the nightmare was only beginning. Lin Wei disfigured me with acid. He sneered, “That face isn't even fit to be a stand-in!” When my mother was critically ill, I knelt and begged him for help. He shoved me away: “It'd be better if every last person in the Su family died!” On the night I miscarried, he gripped my throat and roared, “How dare you give birth to a bastard?” When I was tossed like trash into an alley in the pouring rain, top biologist Wen Yi'an reached out to me: “Be my phoenix reborn from the ashes. I'll help you burn hell to the ground!” Five years later, at the peak show of Paris Fashion Week The left side of my face is covered by “ash scars” like mechanical armor, and my right eye is cold as a blade. Beneath the spotlights, my designs tear through the fashion world: “These scars are medals you carved into me with your own hands!” Huo Yanqin pushes past the bodyguards and drops to his knees backstage: “Wanwan, I'll tear out my heart to atone…” I look down at the man who was once my god. “Mr. Huo, the hell you chose, ” “Remember to sweep up the ashes from the crematorium yourself.” [Cold, ruthless scientific genius vs. avenging goddess reborn from the ashes | Love runs wild beneath the ashes]