The Ultimate Villainess Doesn’t Need to Redeem Herself

When I was a child, a fortune-teller said I was born rebellious, destined to usurp another’s place. I laughed. If this world treated me like dirt, then I would climb to the highest branch and trample everyone beneath my feet.

Top-tier stars, heirs to financial empires, industry elites... They were all pieces on my chessboard, stepping stones on my way to the top. I used their affections and resources to climb out of the mire, step by step, all the way to the pinnacle of fame, becoming the nation’s idol whom everyone envied.

On the night I stood at the awards podium and received the Best Actress crown, Gu Yanchen, the “older brother” who had protected me for ten years and stained his hands for my sake, personally made all my crimes public.

With tears in his eyes, he said, “Qingxu, it’s time we went to hell.”

I looked at him, my smile growing sweeter. “You’re wrong, Brother.”

“From beginning to end, you’re the only one going to hell.”

This is the ultimate revenge I spent twenty years carefully preparing for him.