The only child of the Wen family died on a snowy night at the age of twenty-two.
The two people who took her family’s money were the best friend who had loved her for ten years and the fiancé who had promised to marry her.
Just before she died, someone kicked open the door and called out to her, but she never saw their face clearly.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back at twenty-two, on the night before everything fell apart.
She remembered every card she had played and every account she had settled in her previous life.
This time, she wouldn’t cry, plead, or rush to make enemies.
She would return every scheme aimed at her, just as it was delivered.
Her fiancé spent three hundred thousand to snatch up a worthless plot of land. She bought the genuine one next door for a hundred thousand.
Her scumbag fiancé and best friend had a public falling-out, giving the whole city something to laugh at. She sat in her car without saying a word.
Reborn, she had only one goal: to reclaim every last penny the Wen family had lost, one piece at a time.
The first person to knock on her door that night was the man everyone in Jiangcheng had to call “President Lu.” He offered her exactly the startup capital she needed most.
He said he had been looking for her for five years, just to repay her for saving his life.
She believed half of it. No one in this world would quietly protect someone else’s family for five years just to repay a life debt.
Following the trail of those accounts, she uncovered the hardest truth of all:
One of the people who had drained the Wen family dry all those years ago was surnamed Lu.
The same Lu as Lu Yiyan.
He had drained her family’s wealth, yet protected her for five years.
Which of the two was the truth?
