"From now on, you can stay in this room and live the rest of your life here for all I care," were the words that condemned Li Na to a lifetime of isolation and despair at the hands of her own family. Betrayed by her sister, Li Jing, who injected her with a lethal dose of poison, Li Na's world faded into darkness, filled with a deep sense of sadness and betrayal.

But fate had a different plan for Li Na. Instead of the expected descent into the afterlife, she found herself transported to a new existence, her younger self staring back at her from the mirror. Overwhelmed by this inexplicable rebirth, tears welled in her eyes as she made a solemn vow to herself: to seek justice and make her family pay for the pain they had inflicted upon her.

As Li Na battles with the struggles of her past, a new surprise awaits.
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With their faces just an inch apart, he softly asked her, "Do you trust me?" tracing her lips with one finger, lightly. 

With a quivering smile, she nodded and whispered, "Yes, I trust you." To her Tang Zheng was the light sent by the heavens to shed her tears away.

As Li Na embraces this new chapter of her life, a veil of mystery envelopes her path. The shadows whisper, and destiny's secrets slowly unveil, shaping Li Na's fate in ways she never imagined.

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REBIRTH AND REVENGE

Li Na let out a long sigh, "Okay," she said quietly. She knew arguing with a teenager was like trying to stop the rain from falling; it just wasn't going to happen. She remembered being that age, full of fire. "I would've probably done the same," she thought to herself.

But one puzzle piece didn't fit: why was this news coming out now? In her past life, the story had broken much later, yet despite the uproar from fans back then, it seemed like no one really cared. Tian Zhao was in his prime at thirty-something, his name known and respected. But now, at twenty-four, with his whole future ahead of him, this could ruin everything he had worked for.

Ning Yu's lips turned downward in a pout, her eyes shimmering with the onset of tears. "I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice a mix of anger and sadness, "I just—"

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