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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

"Oh no, stop it! Someone might come in."

The young assistant pushed Lu Wang away, grabbed a mirror from the side, and examined her face. Discovering her lipstick smeared, she angrily pinched his arm.

"Look! It's all ruined. Now I have to touch up my makeup—how annoying!"

Her words carried a tone of complaint, yet sounded more like playful coquettishness.

Lu Wang, stirred by her unintentional charm, couldn't resist her allure. As he coaxed her softly, his hands eagerly moved to undo her clothes.

"What's there to be afraid of? This is my private dressing room; no one will come—"

Before he could finish, the door was abruptly flung open.

Tao Jing, gasping for breath, stood there glaring furiously at Lu Wang and the young assistant.

"Lu Wang, you're something else!"

Sensing trouble, the assistant hastily buttoned her blouse and fled the room in panic.

Tolerance Leads to Calm Seas, but Retreat Breeds Resentment