The first time fate turned its gears, it handed her a bronze mirror.
The second time, it handed her a marriage contract.
The third time, she tore up every script thrust upon her and picked up her pen to write four words:
“An unimpeachable background.”
From then on, she walked on thin ice, yet kept her eyes fixed on the highest reaches of the heavens.
With a brush in her delicate hand, she dared to write a new chapter for heaven and earth. A lone girl from a humble family, she soared straight through the clouds, rising ninety thousand feet.
