Su Wan died in the bitter winter of her twenty-second year. Her best friend, Lin Weiwei, had drugged her with a so-called “peace offering,” and she watched as the scumbag Gu Yanze seized the Su family's fortune, her parents died in a supposed “accident,” and she herself was pushed off a rooftop. The last thing reflected in her eyes was the pair's smug smiles.
When she opened her eyes again, she was lying in a hospital bed, an IV drip ticking away beside her. The date was one year before the tragedy. This time, she clenched her sweaty palms and crushed her lovesick self in the dawn light of her rebirth: she rejected the custom necklace from Gu Yanze, steered clear of the contract Lin Weiwei had laced with traps, dug out her old college design drafts in the middle of the night, and wrote in her notebook, “Rely on myself. Protect my family.”
She was no longer the sweet, timid heiress who trembled even when saying no. She asked her loyal best friend Xia Xiao to dig up dirt on the villains, got Uncle Zhang, a longtime Su family employee, to teach her workplace rules, and used her design talent to create products that supported women. She even dared to face potential ally Lu Shiyan at an industry summit, clutching a risk report. From rooting out the mole among the household staff, to exposing the company spy, to presenting evidence at the anniversary banquet and ruining Gu Yanze and Lin Weiwei, she turned her “revenge script” into a satisfying tale of growth, step by step.
Lu Shiyan didn't appear to save her, but to stand by her. He helped stabilize her stock price, while she improved his product designs. They made each other better in business and built a steady, gentle relationship in their personal lives. In the end, Su Wan not only protected the Su family, but also used her designs to champion women's worth and founded a start-up fund. She became someone she could never have imagined in her previous life.
This is the story of a “naive heiress” who, after being reborn, relies on neither a golden finger nor anything else, but only on clear eyes and resilience, to rewrite her regrets
