Jiang Mi had a pretty awful death in her previous life.
For three years, she deceived Si Yan, the capital’s most powerful heir, pretending to be the person who had saved his life and basking in all his doting affection and obsessive devotion. Then the real savior returned, and he kicked Jiang Mi aside, turning her into a laughingstock. She refused to give up, throwing tantrums, making scenes, and clinging to him until everyone grew sick of her and finally killed her. When she opened her eyes, she was reborn.
She was back in the year before any of her lies had been exposed.
Jiang Mi was clear-eyed about one thing: being reborn hadn’t given her a new brain. She was still the same vain, greedy, self-serving beauty who was afraid of dying. This time, she had only one goal: keep lying, make enough money, and get far away before the real savior came back. As for Si Yan? He was the capital’s most powerful heir, an obsessive, unhinged romantic. She had died in the coldness of his heart last time, so this time she just wanted to stay away from him. But she forgot that Si Yan had never been a fool who could be deceived. He had simply been willing to let her deceive him. Later, the real savior did come, and Old Master Si did hand her a check and tell her to get lost. Jiang Mi took the money and ran, leaving with a hundred times more dignity than she had in her previous life. She thought she had gotten away.
Si Yan blocked her at the boarding gate. His suit was soaked in sweat, as if he’d run a thousand miles. He looked at her, his voice hoarse:
“You’ve taken the lie this far. Why not see it through?”
“I know you’re foolish, shallow, and empty-headed. And yet I love you.”
“I know your schemes, your ambitions, your snobbery, and your vulgarity. And yet I love you.”
“I know you’re second-rate.”
“And yet I love you.”
A vain, self-serving beauty and an obsessive, unhinged romantic heir: two awful people finding their way to each other. Happy ending.