He loved her so deeply that he never knew it, even until his death.

The Sheng family gave birth to her, raised her, doted on her, and cultivated her only to sacrifice her to the legendary Illuminati in exchange for power and wealth.

At my 18th birthday party.

She drank the wine her mother had prepared for her in front of everyone, then closed her eyes and stopped breathing.

She did not see the injections of medicine being injected into her body.

She didn't hear her family whispering in her ear.

Father: "You have not disappointed your father's expectations. The Illuminati is very satisfied with you and says that you are the most perfect sacrifice in three hundred years."

Eldest brother: "It is your honor to be chosen as a sacrifice by the Sheng family."

Second brother: "I knew you were a sacrifice the moment you were born, otherwise would I have played the game of brotherly and sisterly affection with you?"

Third Brother: "I've invested so much affection in you, I hope the returns won't disappoint me."

Fourth Brother: "You lived a carefree life and died without knowing or feeling anything. You are definitely the happiest victim."

Sister: "Go in peace. I will take care of you and be a good son/daughter to Mom and Dad."

Mom: "The Sheng family will always remember your contributions to the family. Sleep well, Mom will always love you."

that's all.

With a happy smile, Sheng Ai lay quietly in a specially made crystal coffin, falling into eternal sleep.

The night was endless.

The splendor has faded.

The guests left Carnival Island satisfied.

Carrying the promises made by the Illuminati, the Sheng family returned to the Celestial Empire in high spirits aboard their private plane.

The moment the plane landed.

The second young master, who was reading the script, heard a "ding" sound in his mind.

A mechanical voice rang out.

[Congratulations, host, on binding with the Superstar Creation System.]

[This system will serve you wholeheartedly, transforming you into an international superstar, leaving your mark on film history, and ensuring your lasting fame.]

The second young master closed his eyes in disbelief, pressed his chest, adjusted his breathing, and tried his best not to show any signs of ecstasy.

He actually got selected by such an awesome system?

He knew it.

A chosen one like him will never be buried in obscurity, destined to spend his entire life as a second-rate actor...

Little golden rooster, little golden elephant, little golden horse, little golden lion, little golden man...

He's here!

At the same time, the drowsy Third Young Master suddenly opened his eyes wide, a look of shock flashing in them.

He's actually... a reincarnated person?

He was reborn four years ago, before the Sheng family fell from grace?

It's truly heaven's help!

In this life, he will not repeat the same mistakes, which led to his financial ruin, desperation, and being hacked to pieces...

The fourth young master, who was so drunk that he couldn't move, fell off his seat.

He opened his eyes, drenched in sweat.

I looked around in disbelief.

Just moments before, he had fallen from the prison wall, his brains splattered everywhere...

The next moment, they appeared on such a luxurious private jet?

He patted himself down and found an ID card in his wallet.

He smiled after seeing the name on the ID card.

He... transmigrated into the book?

Transmigrated into a melodramatic romance novel I read not long ago?

Sure enough, there's always a way out.

A man like him, born to accomplish great things, died a spectacular death, and even after death, he still had other opportunities.

In this life, he will surely become the protagonist of this world, wielding power and influence, and enjoying immense wealth and power.

In the corner of the last row.

The eldest son of the Sheng family put down the magazine in his hand, looked at his younger brother sitting in the front row, and smiled inscrutably.

System controller?

A reborn person?

A transmigrator?

Mind readers?

turn out to be……

Is this the reward for sacrificing one's love?

It really is... great value for money!

As for the original fourth son...

He's nothing but a good-for-nothing who's ignorant, unambitious, and only knows how to eat, drink, gamble, and whore, causing his family endless trouble...

His early death and replacement by a ruthless person from another world should be considered a reward for the Sheng family.

However, the young master had some doubts.

Why are the father, stepmother, and sister's thoughts completely normal?

Is it that they didn't receive any special advantages, or that the special advantages they received were difficult to detect?

But no matter what.

The eldest brother is indeed the eldest brother; no one in this family is more capable than him…

Time passed day by day.

The Sheng family was so caught up in the joy and satisfaction of receiving such a huge reward that they forgot they had sworn to Sheng Ai that they would love and protect her forever...

Then one night...

In the southeastern part of the Ugly Kingdom, at a corner of the sea.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

The rain was torrential.

Carnival Island was shrouded in darkness and cold.

Only one after another, enormous bolts of lightning, with dazzling light, struck down from the sky, converging at the tip of the tower and continuously pouring into the attic.

The attic was filled with flashing lights and sparks, like a living hell.

The lid of the crystal coffin was slowly pushed open.

Sheng Ai, with her long black hair flowing down her back and wearing a pure white dress, stood upright in the coffin.

His eyes, devoid of any luster, gazed toward the distant East.

"It's so late, I should go home, otherwise my family will worry."

Barefoot, she walked blankly to the window, her feet clicking on the floor where electricity crackled.

Raise your hand.

A single punch shattered a sturdy, thick glass window.

Then he leaped into the sea, his figure disappearing into the vast ocean...

At the same time.

The Celestial Empire, the Imperial Capital.

The sound of a zither, like flowing water, emanated from the old and elegant house.

The gentle, refined young man seemed to sense something, slowly opening his eyes and gazing across the windowsill at the dark blue night sky dotted with stars…

Has a new cycle of cause and effect begun?

He removed his hands from the strings and gazed at the lotus petals on his fingernails.

A fingernail.

A single petal.

Lifelike.

It's not artificially created, but naturally occurring.

"I reap what I sow."

"What will be the ending in this life?"