Reborn, I No Longer Want Biased Love

As I lay dying, my parents were holding the hand of their adopted daughter, Ning Tianhong, as they walked toward the wedding altar.

My fiancé and younger brother were waiting onstage, smiling from ear to ear.

This was supposed to be my wedding.

I had even picked out the wedding dress myself.

I had spent most of my life fighting with Ning Tianhong, and I was always the one blamed for everything. If I shed a single tear, my parents called me melodramatic, but the moment Ning Tianhong's eyes reddened, they were overcome with worry for her.

But I was their biological daughter.

After being reborn, I swore I would no longer want their biased love.