Two hundred years ago, the girl was killed by her most revered and beloved senior sister. When she came back from the dead, the hatred in her chest was endless. Jiang Luo vowed to avenge himself. I originally wanted to go to an old friend's place to avoid the limelight and recharge my batteries, but unexpectedly, I met the ex-husband I had dumped back then. The man didn't seem to recognize me, and he still allowed me to worship him as his teacher? As the days pass, the vague memories become distortedly clear, and the conspiracy from two hundred years ago gradually emerges.
Intention: Love yourself well