In her previous life, Qu Wanwan was blind in both heart and eyes. She trusted a scumbag and her so-called best friend, ran away from Fu Ciyu, and in the end, lost everything—her family shattered, her life ruined, betrayed by everyone she loved.
Reborn into a second life, she obediently married the man who held all of Jingdu in the palm of his hand.
When it came to punishing the scumbag, he handed her the knife.
When it came to dealing with the fake bestie, he handed her the poison.
At night, he pinned her against the bathroom wall, gently licking her earlobe, whispering in her ear:
“Baby, you’ve been busy all day. I’m tired now—it’s your turn to help me.”
“Fu Ciyu, you bastard!”
The next morning, Qu Wanwan was cursing under her breath, holding onto the wall for support as she kicked the smirking man with a flushed face.
