In her past life, Shen Zhiqiu spent thirty years being meek and honest, only to be schemed against by her relatives and stabbed in the back by a scumbag. She died in the freezing snow without ever getting justice.
Reborn at her wedding in 1970, she discovered she had gained a portable space.
Fine. At least heaven was making it up to her.
This time around, her awful relatives want her dowry? Not a chance.
Her ungrateful cousin wants to steal her marriage? Keep dreaming.
And as for her officer husband, the so-called cold-faced King of Hell...
"What are you smiling about?" Gu Huaishen asked with a frown.
"Nothing," she said, lowering her head. "I just think things are finally going my way."
