I Stripped My Scumbag Ex of Everything and Became the Richest in the 1980s

Reborn on the night my engagement was called off, I watched with my own eyes as he and his beloved pledged their lives to each other in the woodshed.

In my previous life, I hanged myself from a beam with a hemp rope, giving them their happy ending.

This time, under cover of darkness, I pried open the old tree hollow that had made his fortune and swept up every gold bar and ration coupon.

For good measure, I left him a nest of “fiery” mountain rats as neighbors.

The next day, he rushed to my home with his face in a terrible state, only to find an empty room and a hemp rope swaying from the beam.

Later, he went mad searching for me in the newspapers: “A Xiu, come back! I’ll send my beloved away!”

I smiled and folded the newspaper into a paper airplane, then gently tossed it from the balcony of my little house in the south.

Below, my new husband looked up and waved at me tenderly.