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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.

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Chapter 364: Half-Siblings (3)_1

There was inexplicable guilt inside her heart.

The servant looked at the young mistress in silence, then quickly spoke, "Young Mistress, isn't this bouquet from the young master for you? Do you want it?"

"No need, since the young master said to throw it away, just throw it away."

"Oh." The servant didn't understand but nodded anyway.

Qiao Xiguan took another look at the bouquet.

Red roses.

Though cliché, they were a color any woman would like.

Because it represents love, passion that's fiery as flames.

She bit her lip, watching as the bouquet was carried out of the villa by the servant, then turned to ascend the stairs to Gu Zichen's room.

The room was dim, still lit by that soft, yellow light.

It was very quiet inside, Gu Zichen was already in bed, motionless.

Qiao Xiguan gently closed the door, step by step walked to the bedside, and stopped there.