I died in the snow in 2009, holding my mother in my arms.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back in 1999, on the very day she was picking through rotten vegetable leaves for me.
My father was pointing at her and cursing: "You bring nothing but bad luck! You gave birth to a worthless girl!"
I smiled.
Then I went into the room and took out the evidence of his embezzlement.
"Dad, if you yell at Mom again, I'll send you straight to prison."
He went limp on the spot, staring at me as if he'd seen a ghost.
Reborn, I want no tenderness, only revenge.
Eighty-seven days later, I became the top student in the province, and the county magistrate delivered my Peking University admission letter to my mother with a brass band.
The relatives who once bullied us lined up to apologize.
Four years later, the education company I founded acquired the unscrupulous factory that had laid my mother off.
At the celebration banquet, the hit-and-run driver who had killed her in my previous life was on his knees, begging me to give him a job as a gatekeeper.
I gently wiped the tears from the corner of my mother's eye. "Mom, don't be afraid."
"I won't spare a single person who ever made you cry."
[Relentless Reborn Woman x Scheming Business Mogul]
This is a textbook on protection and destruction.
