After a car accident, Cen Pan lost every loved one aside from her younger brother, who was lying in the ICU. Feeling that she was on the verge of suffocating from the burden of medical fees right after graduation, she was visited by her grandmother in her dream. “Darling, I had a friend who really loves the clothes you design. Would you burn one of them for him? He will pay you handsomely.” Cen Pan simply found it surreal, but did so anyway so that she could be at ease. The next night, her grandmother gave her an address and a password in her dream. “Here, this is the password of the safe, and his payment is in there.” Skeptical, Cen Pan looked for the safe at the address, and found a diamond worth a hundred grand in the safe! After that, her deceased family members kept appearing in her dreams. “Darling, it’s going to rain tomorrow—so bring an umbrella.” “Darling, I met a hacker who had been dead for a hundred years, and he’s asking if you want to inherit his lost art.” “Darling, do you have a boyfriend? I just made a friend who really wants you to marry his grandson!” Marry? Cen Pan immediately shook her head, but was stunned when her grandfather showed the grandson’s photo. Why did he resemble her new boss so much?!
In her last life, Fu Xi was blinded by love, feeling no regret even as she cut ties with her family to marry a scumbag. Eventually bedridden by illness, she could only watch as her husband hooked up with other women, even bringing them to her bedside just to humiliate her. He killed her family members to gain their riches. Fu Xi swore that if she could have another life, she would exact her revenge! After her rebirth, she headed straight to the Gong Family and demanded that their young master—Gong Hao, who was paraplegic and bound to a wheelchair—marry her. Everyone laughed at her stupidity, but Fu Xi knew that Gong Hao was the only one who had earnestly loved her. On top of that, he was a very capable man! Six months after Fu Xi married him, Gong Hao miraculously rose to his feet, reclaiming his family’s property and revealing multiple bombshells: he was the owner of the largest property company, a minister of national intelligence and an anonymous god of war! Linking arms with her husband in front of the cameras, Fu Xi smiled. “Why did you keep such a low profile before this, Mister Gong?” A journalist asked. Gong Hao leaned in and gave Fu Xi a gentle peck on the cheek. “I was waiting for her to find me and save me…”