Shen Qinghuan was drained of his luck and died tragically, only to realize that his life was a carefully planned robbery. When she was reborn and returned to the day when she recognized her relatives at the age of nineteen, she looked at the jade pendant that had stolen her life around the fake daughter's neck and smiled.
This time, when she opened her eyes, she could see the beams of luck above all sentient beings, and she could cut the threads of cause and effect with her wave of hands. The fake daughter still wants to use the system to suck her luck? She turned the tables and let the predators reap the consequences. Does the whole family think she is vulgar? With one hand she decides life and death with metaphysics, and with the other she controls the lifeblood of the Shen family, becoming Master Shen, a person who is hard to find in the elite circles.
Lu Yanshen, the mad critic Jiu Ye who was cursed in Beijing and could not live to be thirty-five, lowered his head in front of her: "Miss Shen, do you want my life?"
Shen Qinghuan looked at the blood-colored chains on the man's body that had the same origin as hers, and the tip of the knife touched his heart: "Yes, but you have to settle the account first - burn the deed signed by your ancestors and the Thieving Sky Alliance."
