Jian Qinghe is driven by the impoverished student she sponsored to fall from the 138th floor.
The student she sponsored is named Jian Zhiyi.
They share a surname, which makes Jian Qinghe feel sympathy for the girl, who is the same age as her.
But she never imagined that the frail little girl, who once looked like a weed, would grow up into an ungrateful wretch.
Jian Zhiyi spends her money while insulting her, then joins forces with the person Jian Qinghe loves to humiliate her again and again.
[You think paying for my education and letting me live in your house means you’re being good to me?]
[But do you know that everything you do constantly reminds me that you’re just charitying me?]
[Don’t you think that’s hilarious, Jian Qinghe? Who would ever love a pathetic doormat?]
Those were the words they said to her atop the tallest building in Jiangcheng.
What surprised her even more was that the heir of the capital’s elite, whom she had ignored, still hadn’t forgotten her.
Just as she begins to regret it, she suddenly realizes she has been reborn in her college days…
