In her previous life, she was the eldest daughter of the Gu family, but her stepsister and fiancé joined forces to send her straight to hell.
Her work was plagiarized, her reputation was ruined, and her mother was literally angered to death.
On her 25th birthday, a pair of hands shoved her from behind, sending her tumbling from the 25th floor.
Only as she lay dying did she learn the truth: her stepsister had stolen her identity, her fiancé had taken all the glory, and every person she had treated with genuine kindness over the years stood on the shore, watching her sink.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back at 18.
Before her was the glass of "apology wine" her stepsister had offered, and in her ear was her soft, timid voice: "Sis, please don't get the wrong idea."
Gu Qinghuan raised her hand and slapped her right back.
This time, she wouldn't back down an inch.
Later, everyone in the capital knew that the aloof young master of the Li family, who had never shown interest in women, had a woman by his side.
Someone asked Li Beiming, "I heard you two are only in a contractual relationship?"
Li Beiming toyed with the wedding ring in his hand, not even looking up.
"A contract?"
"I'm the one who proposed. She's the one I pursued. She's the queen I spoil."
"Anyone got a problem with that?"
