My Scumbag Husband Faked His Death, So I Drove His Cool, Powerful Brother-in-Law Wild

Reborn for revenge + deliberate seduction + brother steals younger brother’s wife + the powerful bowing their heads

Black-hearted, flower-like beauty with a teasing, flirtatious streak × icy, abstinent minister with a controlling nature

Both physically and emotionally chaste | The male lead is her weapon | Her scum husband pursues her, only to have his hopes crushed

The day Rong Jinchu entered the Lin household in a splendid bridal procession, her husband was abducted and brutalized by assassins. Before she had even lifted her veil, she was branded a husband-killer.

To protect her father’s and brothers’ careers, she dutifully paid her respects to her parents-in-law morning and night, treated them like her own parents, used her dowry to cover the household’s debts, and kept the Lin household running smoothly. In return, her supposedly dead husband returned in triumph with his new love, demoted her to a concubine, and imprisoned her in the dungeon.

Her father stood up for her, only to be framed. Her brother sought justice for her, only to be convicted.

The day the Rong family was executed, Yan Huanhuan gripped a branding iron and sneered as she burned through Rong Jinchu’s flesh. “You wretch, who do you think you are to share a husband with me?”

When she opened her eyes again, the villainess had awakened for good.

This time, she would tear apart the hypocritical Lin household and topple the powerful family that devoured the weak.

She would make the scum of a husband who abandoned her and faked his death kneel in the mud, begging her to look his way.

She would make Yan Huanhuan suffer every torment she had endured in her past life.

To do it, she decided to seduce her husband’s elder brother, a man with power over the court and a heart as cold as ice.

In the carriage, she deliberately fell into his arms, her red lips brushing his lapel.

On a stormy night, her fingertips, scented with medicine, traced his taut Adam’s apple.

In his study, dressed in a thin gown, she brought him ginseng soup marked with her lipstick.

She laid her plans carefully, never second-guessing herself.

He surrendered to temptation with full awareness, willingly offering himself up.

He thought she loved him. But when his younger brother returned, he discovered she had only ever used him.

The immaculate minister removed his prayer beads and pinned her against a carved pillar. “Rong Jinchu, you were the one who provoked me first.”

She smiled and pressed a fingertip to his chest. “I told you there wasn’t a decent person in the Lin family.”

“So what? Don’t think I’ll ever let you go.”