A Reborn Business War

Shen Zhiyi died in the third year of her marriage. The drug in the milk, the sea beyond the deck, and her husband's words: "I'll be the one to cry to her parents." When she opened her eyes again, she was back thirty days before her wedding. She thought she had the complete script and could settle accounts with her enemies one by one. But the very first page didn't match anyone else's version: her fiancé, who had been on a business trip in Shenzhen in her previous life, now said he would go wedding-dress shopping with her; he knew to book a table at a restaurant that hadn't even opened yet, half a month in advance; and inside her father's safe-deposit box lay a note in her own handwriting, signed with the character "Five." Two people who both possessed memories of the future lived under the same roof, testing and hunting one another. But something was more frightening than her enemies: she had already lost more than once.