Lin Wan died suddenly at her desk. When she woke up, she had become the least favored twelve-year-old concubine-born daughter of the Earl of Yongchang's household.
Her mother had been born a maid and, after falling victim to a scheme, became a stain on her father's reputation. The mother and daughter were confined to a secluded courtyard, living worse than dogs.
No System, no pocket dimension, only the sharp eye she had honed over four years as an overworked corporate drone in her previous life.
Her father's official career had hit a wall? She dared to use "divorce" as leverage, forcing him to spend a fortune setting up soup kitchens and win people over before the imperial court could.
The principal wife was vicious and cruel? She turned the tables by using her influence, toppling the inner household with a single account book.
From a discarded child in a secluded courtyard to the power behind the court, Lin Wan needed only her eyes for seeing through people.
In this life, she would be no one's pawn. She would be the one moving the pieces.
