Opening her eyes, Shen Qingtan was reborn on her wedding day. In her previous life, her childhood sweetheart, Zhao Jue, burned her to death in a blaze to make room for his younger sister.

　　She swore that if there was an afterlife, she would make them pay with blood! In this life, when the sedan chair landed, she held Zhao Jue’s second brother’s hand and became his second sister-in-law.

　　In her previous life, her mother-in-law was a hypocrite, stealing her dowry? Was her younger sister, as vicious as a scorpion, inserting a concubine into her husband’s backyard? Was the scumbag man falsely affectionate, coaxing her with sweet words, hoping to exploit her again?

　　Shen Qingtan sneered. In this life, let’s see who can defeat whom. Fight the best, abuse the scum, and accidentally become a powerful first-class lady.

　　Zhao Jue looked at Shen Qingtan, who was now doing well, and regretted his decision. He said, “Tan’er, after my second brother passes away, I will change your identity and marry you.”

　　The brilliant Zhao Erlang looked at his coveted wife and said, “I will try to live longer.” Shen Qingtan: “…”

　　So, the man who was so sick that he could hardly take care of himself, held on to his last breath and climbed to the pinnacle of power, just to keep her by his side.