She was declared dead at birth. When Jiang Xuewu returned, the adopted daughter Jiang Shanshan had already taken over the Jiang family.
“Some country bumpkin thinks she can be the Jiang family's heiress?” The rich young ladies sneered...
“A king-grade jade wall?” Donate it. Do something useful with it...
The title of one of the Seven National Guardians had been forced on Jiang Xuewu...
“The top prize at the Great Families' Competition is mine!” Shanshan was sure of victory...
“Oh? Is that so? I like earning things through my own efforts.”
Then, at a certain banquet, the old master of the Yu family addressed everyone: “Thank you, Miss Jiang, for saving my life!”
The president of Yu Group offered her a black card: “The Jiang family doesn't want you, but the Yu family does.”
“She's one of the Cen family. The Yu family can step aside for now.” The old master of the Cen family had rushed in from afar to protect his own, too.
The whole internet exploded: How did this abandoned heiress turn out to have the secret identities of a prestigious heiress, a talisman master, and a mysterious big shot, all with powerful people backing her up?!
Wait, what did you say? They had to beg you to become a National Guardian, too?
Looking at Jiang Shanshan, who had once again made herself look like a fool, Jiang Xuewu curved her pale lips into a faint smile. “Everything that's mine, including my place as the Jiang family's young lady, and... the man you've been coveting, will belong to me.”
In my past life, you got away with your schemes. In this life, I'll make you cough it all back up, twice over!
