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Miss Chi Yu of the Chi family has been plagued with misfortune since birth. She has endured car accidents, kidney failure, and experts predicted she wouldn’t live past eighteen. Fortunately, those around her dote on her excessively, indulging her bad temper and pampering her into a spoiled princess.

However, one day she accidentally opens a book and discovers that she is actually an adopted child of the Chi family, meant to serve as a scapegoat for the true heiress, the real Miss Chi born on the same day, month, and year as her.

They elevated her to the clouds, subjected her to public scorn and hatred, all to later declare that the “innocent” girl was the true heiress once she was gone. Desperate to change her fate, Chi Yu finds herself thwarted by a mysterious force—destined to die on her eighteenth birthday.

In her despair, Chi Yu turns dark. If she’s doomed to die a wretched death, then no one else will have a peaceful life!

She becomes increasingly ruthless and arrogant, forcing her deceitful assistant to apologize on his knees and disrupting her uncle’s multi-million-dollar deal. They are furious, enraged, and helpless. If they want the kitchen maid’s daughter to survive, they cannot touch her.

Everyone hates her, except for the newly hired bodyguard who brainlessly defends her to the end. “Miss, you’re spot on, brilliant, and absolutely infuriating!”

Chi Yu: Although he seems a bit foolish, he’s quite endearing, isn’t he?

As her eighteenth birthday approaches and she resigns herself to her grim fate, a prominent family from the capital arrives, claiming their lost daughter…

The Spoiled and Malicious Young Miss Awakens

Chi Yu declined the offer of a private car sent by Gao Na to pick her up from school and instead hailed a cab to the company building.

Gao Na had leased two floors in a towering skyscraper within the financial district for his offices.

The building was predominantly occupied by financial firms, with nearly everyone entering and exiting dressed in professional attire.

Amidst this backdrop, Chi Yu, dressed casually and exuding youthful inexperience, stood out starkly.

Chi Yu stood near the doors while a few white-collar workers behind her, holding coffee cups, chatted about recent gossip.

"Xiao Liu and I took a look during lunch yesterday. Oh my, the decor, the sophistication—it's absolutely stunning, miles better than our company."

"Maybe it's because it's newly established. Modern aesthetics are leagues ahead of the past."

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