In 1971, the movement to root out dissent was at its peak. Jiang Yingli returned from a journey through an apocalyptic game, her mind now filled with cunning. The ungrateful foster brother who absconded with the family’s money? She would see to it that he experienced the hardships of rural reformation firsthand. The so-called best friend who had once schemed to send her into another’s bed? In this life, she would ensure that friend married into that situation and savored every moment of such “affection.” When Old Master Jiang was falsely accused of being a spy, she helped him enter the military district to conduct research, paving the way step by step to the highest ranks, uncovering the truth behind the injustice, and dealing with the real spies. Yuan Yanzhou asked, “Will you be staying at the research institute again tonight?” Jiang Yingli sneered, “Men only slow my hand when I reach for my sword.”
In Shanghai, dawn was breaking, and the mist laced with water vapor gradually dissipated.
The woman sat up abruptly from her bed, her almond-shaped eyes filled with alertness and confusion.
The familiar faintly sweet scent lingered at the tip of her nose; the softness of the mattress and quilt beneath her made her relax, rubbing her temples.
After her death, she had been dragged by a four-dimensional being called the System into a strange place. It promised her that if she cleared all the levels, she would have a chance at rebirth. If she ranked first, it would even gift her the space itself.
She paid with a leg and an arm, but she succeeded in returning with the space!
[System, are you still there?]
No voice answered her, only emptiness in her heart.
"Sister, are you awake? I have something to tell you."
Her brother—Jiang Jingguo, the Jiang family’s adopted son—called for her outside the room.
Today was the day, the beginning of everything.
In her previous life, Jiang Jingguo had told her on this day that the Jiang family was on the purge list. To save the family, she had to marry his superior.
His superior was a pudgy, middle-aged man from the capital, rumored to have some influence.
She refused, so Jiang Jingguo colluded with her best friend to drug her and send her into that man’s room.
When she woke, rumors swept through Shanghai, and she was forced into marriage.
Before the wedding, she went to the basement to collect the dowry her mother left for her, only to find that t