At my engagement party, I knew my fake-heiress sister Lin Yue had tampered with the champagne she handed me.
I still smiled and drank it in one gulp.
I let her help me into the lounge, lock the door herself, and wait for my fiance, Shen Tingzhou, the heir to power in Beijing's elite circles, to put on a little show of catching us in bed.
In my previous life, I desperately tried to explain, but Shen Tingzhou threw me to the ground and broke off our engagement in front of everyone.
My family disowned me, and I became a laughingstock in Beijing's elite circles.
Meanwhile, Lin Yue played the victim, and Shen Tingzhou tenderly cared for her. Before long, she became Mrs. Shen.
Three years later, I was lying in the hospital with terminal stomach cancer when they came to visit me with their month-old son.
Shen Tingzhou looked down at me.
"If I hadn't wanted to swallow up your family's business, do you think I'd ever have chosen you? You nearly lost your innocence because of what you did to Wanwan. Now your father is bankrupt, and it's time for you to pay your debt."
Lin Yue stroked my face, smiling with gentle cruelty.
"Sister, thanks to you, my child can inherit all of both families' assets fair and square. You can go in peace now."
I died consumed by endless regret and hatred.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of my engagement party.
No ending