Reborn, I Send My Best Friend to an Etiquette School for Socialites

My best friend loves reading web novels and is always fantasizing about winning the favor of some domineering CEO and going from rags to riches. So when she found out that the new student transferring to our school was a young heir from Beijing’s most powerful circle, she started getting ideas. She planned to act like a sweet, naive girl, getting into trouble everywhere to attract his attention. I knew it was better to rely on yourself than on others, so I urged her to stop indulging in wishful thinking. The wealthier the family, the more they cared about marrying someone of equal standing, after all. She took my advice and focused on her studies, and in the end, we both got into prestigious universities. But later, when the young heir from Beijing’s elite circle got married and the media revealed that his bride was an ordinary woman, my best friend went mad. She was convinced I’d ruined her dream of becoming a wealthy man’s wife, so she set me on fire and killed me. When I opened my eyes again, I let her smash the young heir’s 48-million-yuan Patek Philippe to pieces.