On the day she was reborn and returned to a wealthy family for her wedding reception, the fake daughter drugged the red wine.
In my previous life, I made a fool of myself in public after drinking it, was rejected by my biological parents, and was eventually pushed off a tall building by her.
This time I smiled and put the wine glass back into her hand: "Of course we have to drink the wine that my sister is toasting with me."
She knocked over the wine glass in panic, and I leaned over and whispered: "How about you taste the feeling of falling from the building this time?"
