The torment Shen Yihan inflicted on Ming Yuwei out of hatred, whether cold words or uncontrolled violence, she could grit her teeth and endure. Just as Shen Yihan had said, she had to atone for her parents’ sins.
But the humiliation he inflicted on her was different. She would rather die than endure it again.
If she couldn’t escape, then she would rather die!
She jumped from the high-rise without hesitation. The wind howled in her ears as she watched Shen Yihan’s distraught, twisted face rapidly recede, and saw his outstretched hand freeze in midair. At last, she let out a long breath, the faintest, most relieved smile curling her lips.
When she opened her eyes again, she had a new face, transformed into a strange young girl with no connection to her former self.
Filled with worry and longing, all she wanted was to spend the rest of her life by her grandmother’s side!
She had no idea that the lifeless eyes of the man who had watched Ming Yuwei fall to her death had already gone mad at the sound of her name!
