> At my eighteenth birthday celebration, the boy next door showed up with his girlfriend.
> In my previous life, I cried and begged my parents to force him to marry me. In the end, he and his lover tormented me to death.
> Reborn, I walk straight up to his sworn enemy in front of everyone. “Gu Yanshen, do you dare marry me?”
> He smiles with a knowing look. “Get our marriage license now?”
> After we marry, I focus on revenge, but he catches the hand I’m using to pass him a knife. “Mrs. Gu, leave this dirty work to your husband.”
> When that couple from my previous life kneels and begs for mercy, he kisses me tenderly:
> “Feel better? If not, we can keep playing, a different way.”
