After transmigrating, Luo Yutong became a fallen genius who had been cruelly killed by her own clansmen. She also found herself with a little girl who looked like an angel but had the heart of a little devil.
Now that the formidable Luo was back, those who had once bullied her began to panic.
They kept their heads down, terrified that she might take their lives at any moment.
The tyrant, who had been following her in disguise as a guard, was also losing his composure. Holding an adorable little boy, he sneered, “Son, call her Mom.”
Luo acted without hesitation, snatched her child back, and tossed down a banknote. “Consider that payment for pleasing me that night.”
“I can’t sleep without you and the child.” The tyrant clung to her, looking utterly aggrieved. “And don’t tell anyone else I’m dead again.”
