Zhao Yunchou opened her eyes in chaos, and the past was like a sharp knife piercing her heart. The pain of betrayal, calculation, and bone-cutting was still burning in her blood. Fu Wang's coldness, Wang Yiwan's hypocrisy, and the scenes of grinding her life into dust were horribly clear in every frame.
In a trance, a mysterious voice sounded in my ears, with undoubted power: "If you were given another chance to come back, to the age of thirty-four, when everything had not yet been completely corrupted, would you do it?"
"Wish!" Zhao Yunchou almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out the word from his throat.
In this life, she is no longer the fool who was blinded by love and allowed to be slaughtered. At thirty-four, everything is still too late. She wants to get back the blood debt owed to her with interest; she wants to pull out those fangs hidden in the dark with her own hands!
Fu Wang, Wang Yiwan, wash your neck and wait.
If she does it again, she will step on their bones to take back everything that belongs to her, and let everyone who has betrayed her taste the feeling of falling into hell!
Very nice! [Crazy]
I feel like it's quite interesting so far.