Reborn into a Wealthy Family: Doting on the Wicked Wife

[Ji Yunya died at eighteen. Reborn in death, she returned as a demon.] * Everyone said the Ji family's daughter was gentle and beautiful, clever and refined, with a brilliant mind and impeccable grades. She was every bit the celebrated socialite they made her out to be. “Ji Yunya, you're a devil! Why does someone as terrifying as you even exist? You heartless, vile bitch, why don't you just die...?” Her grandmother's adopted daughter wanted nothing more than to drink her blood and devour her flesh. Because I've already died once. You're right: I'm a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell. In my past life, I made your wedding dress for you. In this life, I'll take back everything that belongs to me, and while I'm at it, I'll grind you into the dirt. “I should have strangled you the moment you were born. You don't deserve to live in this world. The blood flowing through your veins is the filthiest thing on earth...” Her biological father was always plotting how to kill her. Her very existence was the greatest disgrace of her father's life. But what could she do? She couldn't choose the family she was born into, but she could choose how to live. She would sink into his heart like a nail, driving in deep. If I'm filthy, then what does that make you, the one who created me? “You're a freak! I'm calling the police and having them arrest you and lock you away in a mental hospital...” A child who had accidentally seen her true face was indignant. Shh. Truly clever people see through things without saying a word, because I might just have to kill you to keep you quiet! Her father was sanctimonious, her grandmother a hypocrite, her father's mistress vicious, and even the mistress's younger sister came looking for trouble. Come on, then. We'll settle every score, from my past life to this one! She was the universally acclaimed socialite, the top student with off-the-charts intelligence, the ultimate idol with both beauty and talent, the coolheaded medical genius... Her acting was perfect enough to deceive the whole world. But those who hated her knew the truth best: she was heartless and hypocritical, selfish and domineering, obsessive and unhinged. Look, this was the real her. * Yan Song, the mayor's son, was dashing and vigorous, a breathtaking young gentleman cherished in every girl's heart, handsome as a jade crown and blazing like the sun. In public, he was gallant, handsome, and sunny. In private, he was sharp-tongued, cold, and wicked. A photo of him dunking on the basketball court took the internet by storm. Netizens hailed him as the nation's dream campus heartthrob, while countless fangirls swooned over the only blurry half-body photo of him in circulation, calling him their dream husband. One day, the usually mysterious and low-key campus heartthrob suddenly opened a Weibo account, and a flood of fangirls rushed to follow him. “I'm just here to say that I have a childhood sweetheart and fiancée, promised to me since we were babies. Don't go calling me your dream husband or whatever, because that's her exclusive title. If you call me that, she'll be upset, and if she's upset, I'll be upset. If I'm upset, nobody gets to be happy.” The fangirls wouldn't accept it. They wailed: Their dream guy had a fiancée? He loved her so much? His fiancée was outrageously possessive... Ji Yunya: That's right, I'm possessive. If you're going to be my man, you have to be pure from top to bottom, inside and out, in body and in name. Every strand of your hair must belong to me alone. Otherwise, I won't be able to stop myself from destroying you... Yan Song: My wife's possessiveness is incurable... But I like it! From then on, a saying spread throughout Jiangzhou: Young Master Yan spoils his wife like his life depends on it. Don't mess with Madam Yan, or Young Master Yan will teach you how to behave in no time. One-on-one romance. The theme of this story is pampering, pampering, and more pampering. The author is a neat freak, so you get it. Please add it to your favorites if you like it.