Fifteen Years After Her Death, My Mom Returned and Shook Up Beijing’s Elite Circle

The moment Rong Yin opened her eyes, she found herself in the world fifteen years after her death.

It turned out she was in a novel, and all three of her sons were villains.

Her eldest was a ruthless Buddhist-minded heir from the capital, always competing with the male lead for the heroine.

Her second was a foul-mouthed, controversial idol who always stole the male lead's thunder.

Her third was an uneducated delinquent and school bully who made a habit of beating up the male lead's family.

Living in her villa were her sons' deadbeat father and the heroine's mother.

When Rong Yin learned that her sons had become stepping stones for the male and female leads, she snapped the CEO's prayer beads, slapped the idol across the mouth, and grabbed the school bully by the ear.

Everyone thought the young woman was in for trouble.

Instead, three towering men knelt before her, sobbing and crying out in unison, “Mom, love me one more time!”

Later, Rong Yin kicked out the people who had taken over her home, reclaimed control of the group, and sat on her father's redwood desk, tugging at his beard as she wheedled him.

“Dad, can I meet that marriage prospect you mentioned again?”

The old man was red with anger, but didn't dare speak harshly. “His son is already all grown up!”

Looking back at the man in his forties in the CEO's office, and the young son who was always at odds with her, Rong Yin smiled knowingly.

“If the older one won't do, I'll take the younger one!”

Little did she know, the aloof heartthrob of the capital couldn't hide the smile tugging at his lips.