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Rebirth: The Heiress's Life

She was a heiress of a financial conglomerate, an intelligence prodigy since her childhood. At 20, she inherited the family business and swiftly carved out an empire in the business world that was astonishing to all, earning the title of "Miraculous Lady" known for her ruthlessness and cold-blooded nature! Such a legend, yet she perished in a bizarre car accident. She was 28 years old. It is said that at the scene of the accident, the corpses of a family of three were torn apart, too gruesome to behold. Rumors from the outside suggested that such cruel imagery could only result from a vendetta! ...... She was the daughter-in-law of a prestigious family in high society, but also the butt of its jokes. It was rumored that her husband was paralyzed from the waist down, and she had a 5-year-old son. There were also whispers that she was busty but brainless, accidentally killed a servant, and served a 3-year prison sentence. Worse still, it was said that her mother-in-law didn't love her, her sisters-in-law bullied her, and she was even thrown out of the house several times...... ...... By the decree of fate! When she became her! Her stunning black eyes narrowed into a fierce gaze, reborn from the ashes! ...... ...... In short, this story is about a prodigal businesswoman who, after being framed and reborn in the body of a downtrodden daughter-in-law of a powerful family, steadily cements her status and takes revenge on the scum, all the while finding love. This brief introduction is just to give you an idea (for reference only). The content is certainly not simple. My pit of a story is solid; feel free to take the plunge.

En's Cozy Haven · Urbain
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637 Chs

Chapter 177 Press Conference (2)_1

She remembered her father once telling her that in life, you go through many things, some of which you may not even accept yourself. At such times, stay calm, silent, and composed, and tell yourself that time is the best medicine for healing.

She tilted her head back slightly.

Often, she actually didn't want to recall the past.

A trace of liquid shimmered in her eyes—someone had once said that if you tilt your head back, the tears won't fall so easily.

It seemed to be true.

Her tears flickered in her eyes, but they didn't fall.

Gu Zichen pushed his wheelchair in from the back garden.

The hall was exceptionally quiet.

He silently moved forward, his wheelchair pausing for a moment as it reached a point parallel to the couch.

From his angle, he could only see part of Qiao Xiguan's profile, but through that small part, he felt he could clearly see all the anguish on her face.