Shen Nianqing opened her eyes and found that she was twenty-two years old again. The man who was killed by his husband and his best friend in his previous life, and who didn't know until he died that he had sold his blood to someone else, was already with someone else. She doesn't want to be a fool anymore in this life. Break off the engagement, separate the family, set up a street stall, and start saving money from a bowl of wontons. But as soon as she set up the stall, she was knocked over by a black car. A man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car and handed her a business card: He's Industrial, He Jingxing. He said, I will take care of all the wontons you made and deliver fifty bowls to the Chamber of Commerce every day. Shen Nianqing looked at the business card in his hand and smiled. This man was her noble man in her previous life, but it was a pity that she didn't catch him. In this life, she wants to get all her debts back.
