"What, you're not pretending to be a sweet, obedient girl anymore?" the man said coldly, with no tenderness left in his eyes. In the bitterly cold room, only the man's echo and Shen Keyue's screams remained.
It had taken them only three years to go from meeting to falling in love. He had promised her countless things, but in the end, he still betrayed her.
The elegant, refined boy in the white shirt had been Shen Keyue's lifelong pursuit. Now, on this day, she wanted nothing more.
The bright red blood and her carefree smile were her final sources of pride. She had defended her dignity and brought her dazed, confused life to an end.
When she woke again, she was no longer the softhearted, naive fool. This time, she would travel through various little worlds under the title of Gold Medal Scum-Tormentor.
An arrogant, unscrupulous CEO? A gentle, well-mannered green tea? A silly little white flower? An aggressive woman back from overseas? It doesn't matter if you're a scumbag man or woman, a playboy, or a reborn woman. I'll take them all on, along with a puppy-like little System.
Theme: A hundred or so little stories
