Reborn: The Fearless Heiress

She was a senior military operative known by the code name “Terminator,” fluent in five languages. In one moment, she was reborn as Gu Qianling, the notorious useless heiress of high society. They said her hands were only good for spending money and shopping, and that she was a good-for-nothing who never studied. Her fiancé treated her coldly, yet doted on another woman. When disaster struck, he took only the hand of the woman he loved and fled, leaving Gu Qianling to die in a car crash. He looked down on her so thoroughly that she became a laughingstock throughout high society. She was nothing but a sacrifice in a marriage of convenience between wealthy families. And yet this timid heiress was having an affair with her fiancé’s younger brother, like the two of them were a secret couple. There are so many secrets in the wealthy families. What on earth is going on? Gu Qianling flicked away a bit of ash and smiled sweetly. “What do you think of this pathetic predicament, Yuan Fang?” Kill him, abandon him, destroy him, or get even. There’s no other choice. She leaves the military behind for domestic warfare: a feisty woman with a down-to-earth edge. "Here One Moment, Gone the Next" “Gu Qianling, don’t think you’re so special just because the Ji family chose you to be their daughter-in-law. In Ji Jiangying’s heart, you’re nothing but a lifeless ornament.” Gu Qianling narrowed her eyes. “The moon is so round tonight.” “What do you mean?” “On the night of the full moon last month, someone insulted me like that. Then she died.” The car had a flat tire on the road. An Zixi got out to take a look and suddenly felt a chill in the air. In the brief moment she turned her back, a shadow flashed past. Pain seared An Zixi’s cheek, leaving her scratched up like a painted cat. "A Meat Bun Thrown to a Dog" Little Bun: There’s a man outside who keeps saying he’s my dad and barking like a dog. I’ll go out and beat him up. Gu Qianling smiled. “Don’t go. Let him bark.” Little Bun: Why? Gu Qianling: Haven’t you heard? You throw a meat bun to a dog, and it never comes back. What if he holds you hostage and tries to command me? What would I do then? Little Bun: Just pretend you never gave birth to me.