I was reborn on the night my family's kesi silk workshop was seized.
In my previous life, my cousin and fiance joined forces to drive me to the brink, all for the ancestral secret technique of "interlacing warp and severing weft."
This time, I smiled as I watched them sign the transfer agreement.
"You know, the most remarkable thing about kesi is that the finest killing intent can be hidden in the crossing of warp and weft."
People say the new head of the Lin family's kesi workshop is ruthless, but no one knows that every night beneath the lamplight, I weave my enemies' death list in gold thread.
Until one night, the cold-faced head of the Shen family seized my wrist. "Lin Wan, I've deciphered the hidden accounts woven into your Lotus Pond painting."
His palm was scorching. "I'll weave the threads of your revenge with you."
Only later did I learn that the blindfolded man who gathered my body on that stormy night in my previous life was him.
