A dramatic and emotional
The rain poured relentlessly, cold and sharp like needles piercing through Feng Xiao Xiao's thin hospital gown. The scent of antiseptic mixed with the metallic stench of blood as her vision blurred, pain erupting from every corner of her body. Her hands trembled, reaching out to the figure standing at the door—Feng Ju, the man she once believed she would marry.
But his eyes were cold, indifferent. Beside him, her own sister clung to his arm, smiling triumphantly.
"You're so stupid, Xiao Xiao," her sister sneered, tossing her a glance full of mockery. "Did you really think he ever loved you?"
Her heart shattered all over again. It wasn't just the betrayal of a lover—it was the betrayal of family, of trust, of everything she once held dear. Even her father stood by, saying nothing, his silence a confirmation of everything.
She had disobeyed her grandfather for them. Refused the marriage alliance he arranged with the most powerful man in the city—Li Yan. She had thrown tantrums, humiliated herself at Li Yan's estate, all to prove her loyalty to Feng Ju. What a joke.
She had thought she was rebelling for love. In truth, she had played herself into the hands of wolves.
In her final moments, another figure appeared—a man in black, tall, calm, terrifying. Li Yan. The man she had once called a "cold-hearted tyrant." He didn't speak. He only looked at her, and there was something in his eyes—something unreadable. Then everything went black.
But death wasn't the end.
When she opened her eyes, it was spring again. Her hands were smooth, unscarred. Her younger brother was still alive—smiling, innocent, unknowing of the fate that had awaited him.
She was back.
Seventeen years old.
Before the betrayal.
Before the poison.
Before the fall.
A second chance.
Feng Xiao Xiao gripped the sheets beneath her, eyes burning with a fire she had never felt before. This life would not be the same. She would not let them win. Her sister, her stepmother, her father—and Feng Ju.
She would make them pay.
And Li Yan... she remembered his eyes before she died. Maybe, just maybe, she had been wrong about him. In this life, she would find out who he truly was—and this time, she would protect her brother, cherish her grandfather, and reclaim everything that was taken from her.
Thank you, Heaven, for this second chance