Ye Zhiwei died suddenly while reading a novel.

As a recent college graduate and intern at a law firm, my only pleasure, besides the daily grind of being a corporate slave, is reading novels in bed at night.

I'm still watching all sorts of dark and heavy-themed content.

She stayed up all night studying, even more diligently than when she was preparing for the bar exam in her junior year of college. In the end, she died suddenly, as expected.

Perhaps God saw how pitiful she was in her past life—having no parents, no house, no car, no money, and even dying suddenly while reading a novel—and gave her a second chance at life, reborn into a wealthy family.

Although she still doesn't have a mother, she has a wealthy father who picks her up and drops her off from get off work every day. She never runs out of pocket money. The feeling of her father having no time to spend with her and having to compensate her with money is just too awesome!

Ye Zhiwei's daily life consists of shopping sprees and admiring herself in the mirror, saying, "How beautiful I am!"

This mundane life of loneliness, happiness, and wealth soon took a turn for the worse when the wealthy father took a liking to Cinderella, who also brought along a stepsister, who in turn had a childhood sweetheart.

The name sounds familiar.

Ye Zhiwei always felt that something was wrong. Until late at night, Ye Zhiwei, who had forgotten that she had died suddenly in her previous life, continued to read novels on her phone until six or seven in the morning. When she vaguely felt a pain in her heart, in a flash...

Ye Zhiwei.

A wealthy father.

Reconstituted families.

Ye Yingying, the stepsister who recently changed her name.

Isn't this the novel she was reading before she died suddenly? The female lead is Ye Yingying, she remembers that the female lead's name is Ye Yingying!

Ye Zhiwei: ? ? ?

No way, is it really such a coincidence?

Impossible, how could it be such a coincidence?

This chilling sixth sense made Ye Zhiwei sit up abruptly in bed.

Feeling it was impossible to be such a coincidence, yet also thinking that it might be true, Ye Zhiwei, a once lonely yet very happy rich second-generation girl, knocked on her stepsister's door next door.

Knock knock, knock knock.

After two knocks, Ye Yingying, the stepsister, opened the door. The moment she opened the door, a wary look appeared in her eyes. The girl, who had just entered her second year of high school and was a little shrewd but far from cunning, couldn't help but grip the door tightly, trying her best to keep a smile on her face: "Sister Zhiwei, it's still so early. Did you come to see me... for something?"

Ye Zhiwei almost burst out laughing. Ye Yingying's little thoughts of "Here she comes, this woman is finally going to bully me" were practically written all over her face.

Ye Zhiwei was still carefully considering her words.

Ye Yingying couldn't help but probe first: "Is Sister Zhiwei unhappy that Uncle made me live next door?"

Ye Zhiwei carefully considered how to subtly and without leaving a trace mention whether this younger sister knew a certain male protagonist in a novel.

Ye Yingying has already launched her second offensive, "Or is it that Sister Zhiwei is unhappy about Uncle asking me to change my surname?"

Ye Zhiwei stroked her chin, trying to recall. What was the male lead's name again? Was his surname Jiang? Her memory was terrible! That was the novel that supposedly caused her to die suddenly in her past life, and she had almost forgotten even the male lead's name!

"Or perhaps Sister Zhiwei is dissatisfied... with Mom and Uncle mentioning their wish to bring Brother Jianian to the Ye family as well?" Ye Yingying asked for the third time.

This question finally succeeded in attracting Ye Zhiwei's attention.

"Brother Jia Nian? What Brother Jia Nian!" Ye Zhiwei pressed.

Ye Yingying finally noticed an expression on Ye Zhiwei's blank face, but before she could answer, her stepsister, who had been silent, launched a barrage of questions, "Jiang Jianian, is his full name Jiang Jianian?"