This winter was extremely cold. Meng Yuanxin slowly walked up to the top floor with bare feet. She was wearing a white dress, revealing her slender arms. They were extremely thin, but she could not feel the biting cold at all. ... On this day, there was a sensation in the Imperial City. The most distinguished "Mrs. Lu" passed away. She opened her eyes again at the age of 24. Meng Yuanxin returned to her senior year of high school. She looked at the familiar people and things in front of her and had mixed feelings. In this life, she was no longer timid. She would deal with all those who bullied her. She wanted to take charge of everything that belonged to her. She also had to gather power, learn design well and then join the Imperial City's No. 1 Design Institute... And love the boy she had not cherished in her previous life. "Lu Ang, you can also support me and let me walk around the imperial capital." Lu Ang: "You said it yourself. If I say such things again, you will never ignore me again." Meng Yuanxin: "..."
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