Three years ago, Shen Zhaoning, the legitimate daughter of the Shen family, died in a fire, inexplicably and quietly. The Shen family only said to the outside world that the eldest daughter contracted an emergency and died. She didn't even have a decent funeral and was hastily buried in the Shen family's ancestral grave, as if this person had never existed in the world. Only Shen Zhaoning knew that the fire was not an accident, but a carefully planned situation. It was a death trap set for her by her uncle, her cousin, and her once most trusted fiancé.
Then she woke up. I woke up in the remote woodshed in the backyard of Shen's family, with injuries all over my body and blood on my face. When I opened my eyes, I saw my face when I was fourteen years old. She remembered clearly that her previous life also started in this woodshed. She was framed by her cousin for stealing the jade pendant heirloomed by the Shen family, and was punished by her father to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights. From then on, she became a complete laughing stock in the Shen family. And in this life, she will never let anyone step on her dignity to climb up.
