What Are You Afraid of After I Am Reborn from Goulan?

When she coughed up blood and died on the dirty bed in the brothel, her nose was filled with the stench of rotting disease. Fifteen years of humiliation, all because of the man named Ruan Juan who bought her for one hundred taels. He kept saying he loved her, but allowed his wife to torture her in thousands of ways, and then sold her into a brothel! After a new life, she stepped into the Ruan Mansion again. The beautiful and elegant buildings remained the same, the lover was right in front of her, and the blood from her previous life still remained in the gaps between her fingernails. Yan Zhixue lowered her eyes to hide the overwhelming hatred in her eyes, and when she raised her eyes again, she was already charming. Those thousands of styles and methods that were forced to learn in brothels were once swords that cut out the heart, but now they are the ropes that kill one's life. She bent her knees, her fingertips seemed to have scratched his clothes, and said in a soft voice tempered with poison: "Sir, can I serve you here?" In this life, she wanted Ruan Juan to watch his good wife be ruined and everything he cherished turn to ashes. The hatred must be avenged with one's own hands, the debt must be paid double to her, a lustful ghost who has returned from the fire, and all the people who bullied her in the previous life must be dragged into the endless hell!