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After the case that shook the public, Su Wanzhi's reputation in the industry grew even stronger. She was named "Most Influential Young Businesswoman of the Year" in the entertainment industry, and was officially appointed Vice President of Huarong Entertainment. Gu Shiyan was the first to congratulate her, bringing a bouquet of white peonies, the flower he had overheard her mention loving in a passing conversation years before. "Do you remember three years ago, when you said all you needed was complete…-
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A year later, at the national film awards, Su Wanzhi stood on stage to accept "Best Producer" for the semi-autobiographical film The Queen Returns, the story of a woman who was betrayed to the very end but rose again, taking back everything that belonged to her through her own strength and wits. In the audience, Gu Shiyan waved, his smile as bright as the stage lights. "This award," Wanzhi said, holding the microphone and looking out over the hall with deep emotion, "I want to dedicate to every woman who…
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When Lin Wanzhao opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was an ornately carved ceiling and a glittering crystal chandelier. It was nothing like the cramped rented room where she had dozed off at her desk last night. She sat bolt upright, and at the same moment a flood of foreign memories rushed into her head, making her temples throb. She was no longer Lin Wanzhao, business editor at a small newspaper, who had just stayed up three nights straight to finish the novel The Heiress Returns before falling…-
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The Qiao family drawing room was full. Master Qiao sat in the head chair, cold-faced, his mind already made up. Stepmother Madam Song stood beside him, her eyes full of calculation. And Qiao Miaomiao leaned on her father's shoulder, eyes red, her sleeve deliberately pulled back to show a fake scratch on her wrist. "Second Sister," Miaomiao choked out, "could you please give the bracelet back? It's the only keepsake my mother left me..." The original owner would have flushed red and argued, and the more…
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The locksmith arrived within half an hour. Wanzhao had quietly sent her trusted maid, Xiaotao, to find him before the "trial" began. It was a decision she made on the instinct of someone who had written hundreds of investigative pieces: to overturn a staged story, you have to secure the witness before the other side can silence them. Trembling, the locksmith testified that yesterday afternoon, besides fixing the window locks, he had been personally told by Madam Song "not to tell anyone" that she had gone…
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Three days later, Shen Yifeng came to the Qiao mansion. Not to visit Miaomiao as usual, but with a file on a disputed investment between the two families. In the original story, this was Miaomiao's chance to show off her gentle thoughtfulness, while Qiao Rong, consumed by jealousy, wrecked the dinner and earned Shen Yifeng's deep dislike. But Wanzhao had no intention of replaying that villain's role. She sat reading in a corner of the room, apparently studying the quarterly financial report of the family…
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Wanzhao used her rare free time to follow the original owner's memories and piece together the entire power structure of the Qiao Group. She discovered something the original owner, too busy envying her sister, had never noticed: the textile company, the only asset in her birth mother's name, was being quietly drained by the very manager Madam Song had planted there. In other words, while the whole family was busy staging a play to push her aside, someone else was quietly siphoning off the only property…
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Qiao Miaomiao's twentieth birthday was the biggest event the Qiao family held all year. According to the original story, it was also where Qiao Rong would publicly humiliate her sister in front of all of Jiangshi's high society, only to become the laughingstock herself. Wanzhao didn't cancel the party. She changed just one small detail: she arrived earlier than anyone, and stood beside her father to greet the guests. "This is my second daughter," Master Qiao introduced her, a little surprised by her calm…
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The standoff ended when the police burst in and arrested Hoàng Tử Phong, along with all the evidence of his crimes that Diệu Anh had worked so hard to gather. After three long years, her father's name was finally cleared, and the Ngô family's honor and assets were fully restored. At the hospital, when Diệu Anh woke after those terrifying hours, the first person she saw was Bách Việt, his face haggard with worry, his eyes red from a sleepless night at her bedside. "I'm sorry," he said hoarsely,…-
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Qiushan Town, the twenty-third year of the Qinghe era. A carriage drew up before the Xue family's vermilion-and-gold gate, where two stone lions stood guard as solemnly as if they had been there for a thousand years. A young man in white stepped down, graceful in bearing but with eyes as cold as ice. This was Xue Yifeng, sole rightful heir of the Xue family, home at last after ten years of exile on the frontier. The servants on either side of the gate exchanged glances. No one dared to step forward and…-
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