She Returned from Hell
In her previous life, Yao Wanwan's own father sold her for 3.2 million yuan. After seven months in captivity, she slit her wrists and died.
When she opens her eyes again, she's eighteen. The debt hasn't ballooned to three million, she hasn't signed the agreement, and no one has shoved her into that room yet.
In seven days, she saves the IOUs to a USB drive. On a night when someone is pounding on her door, she calls a number: “Lu Zheng, if you aren't here in ten minutes, Wang Debiao will drag me away just like he did your mother.”
He comes, bringing more than a dozen men through the darkness.
She thinks it's just a deal, but the look Lu Zheng gives her is growing more and more intense.
Three days later, she goes alone to an underground casino, where everyone at the table wants her dead. Just as the dealer hands out the cards, a coin rolls to her feet. Two words are engraved on it:
“It's a setup.”
It's Lu Zheng's coin.
She only meant to borrow a blade, never realizing it had already chosen to unsheathe itself for her. In this life, she has crawled out of hell with fire in her hands and people at her back. Let anyone dare lay a finger on her now.
