乌鸦夜影

“Qingqing, I know I was wrong. I won’t be indifferent to you anymore. Just come back, and I will do anything for you!”
Looking at the series of long message essays sent by Gu Pei on my phone, I decisively blocked this jerk whom I once regarded as my true love.
Reborn, I will never make the same mistake again!
In my previous life, as the daughter of the richest man, I foolishly groveled at the feet of the son of our family’s servant.
To marry him, I brought him into my father’s company, giving him a million-dollar annual salary.
But he hollowed out the company, sent me to a mental hospital, and used my money to support other women.
That day, I stood on the hospital rooftop, crying and begging him to take me home.
Instead, he brought Shen Meng to humiliate me, telling me to hurry up and die.
It turns out, he always just saw me as a lunatic.
I gave him my all, only to move myself.
I jumped down, and when I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the time when I was crazily pursuing Gu Pei in high school.


After I Died, I Found Out I Was the Heart's Desire of the Noble Buddhist of Beijing

When I got home, there was someone unexpected waiting for me.


"Brother Zhizhen, why did you come back from abroad?"


I was a bit surprised. Lu Zhizhen and I grew up together as childhood friends, but he was always much smarter than I was.


While I was still busy with elementary school, he had already started teaching himself middle school subjects.


By the time I was about to graduate elementary school, he had already graduated middle school and moved on to high school.


Later, when I was in high school, I heard he had already earned his PhD and was working as a professor at a university.


When I was preparing for Gu Pei's wedding and sent an invitation to Lu Zhizhen, I found out that this prodigy had surprisingly become a monk.


The Lu Family was one of the top families in Beijing, with members involved in both business and politics.


And the successor, Lu Zhizhen, was the one everyone had high hopes for.


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