Ji Xiaoxiao took off her shoes, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and breathed calmly, reciting the words she needed to receive the original owner's memories.

Ji Xiaoxiao transmigrated into the body of a rural girl named Zhong Xiaohua. Zhong Xiaohua was twenty years old and beautiful. She had big, dark eyes, fair skin with a rosy glow, and a pair of soft, delicate hands with slender fingers. Nine out of ten young men in and around the village were secretly in love with Zhong Xiaohua.

Zhong Xiaohua's father died early, and she was raised by her mother, Li Cuicui, alone. Without a breadwinner, the fields were left uncultivated, resulting in a lack of stable income and a life of hardship.

Since Zhong Datian fell seriously ill, despite enduring countless treatments, he still passed away when Zhong Xiaohua was six years old. Li Cuicui was a stubborn and resilient woman who shouldered the burden of the entire family alone. She paid for Zhong Datian's medical expenses and devoted herself to raising Zhong Xiaohua. Even when her parents found her a childless widower to help their daughter, Li Cuicui resolutely refused.

Twelve years passed quietly, and the little child grew into a beautiful young woman. From a young age, Zhong Xiaohua knew that her family was poor and her mother was not easy to raise. She was not picky about food, housing, or clothing. She was well-behaved and sensible, and studied hard. Her skillful hands were the envy of girls in the surrounding villages, and even made the young and vigorous men lose their appetite and sleep at night. The sound of rushing water continued incessantly through the night.

Good land nurtures good people, and good people nurture good land. Among the girls, Zhong Xiaohua was the most beautiful. Coincidentally, Zhao Gou Dan was the most handsome and dashing of all the men. One was beautiful, and the other was handsome; naturally, the two came together.

Zhao Gou Dan was handsome and attracted a lot of women. However, the elders in and around the village were unwilling to let their daughters marry him. This was because Zhao Gou Dan lived up to his name, being a petty thief.

The girl is young and can't see things clearly or thoroughly. Naturally, she would prefer the handsome and refined Xu Gong from the north of the city to be her husband.

As a seasoned member of the "looks-matter" club, Zhong Xiaohua found it increasingly difficult to let go of Zhao Gou Dan the longer they spent together, ever since they started dating. Not only was he handsome, but Zhao Gou Dan's sweet talk was something no naive young girl could resist.

After a year of dating, Zhong Xiaohua and Zhao Gou Dan decided to get married. Zhao Gou Dan's family was overjoyed to have married Zhong Xiaohua, the most beautiful girl in the village, and happily spent several days preparing the betrothal gifts. However, Zhong Xiaohua's mother, Li Cuicui, disagreed and even drove Zhao Gou Dan's family out. This not only embarrassed Zhao Gou Dan's family but also made them resentful towards Zhong Xiaohua.

Zhao Gou Dan was unreliable, but he genuinely loved Zhong Xiao Hua; otherwise, he wouldn't have used his family's only savings to propose to her. Although it was savings, it was only a few cents, plus some useless pots and pans, which Li Cuicui didn't even consider.

If Zhao Gou Dan were a self-reliant man, even if he had nothing, Li Cuicui wouldn't have refused his marriage proposal outright. However, the problem was that Zhao Gou Dan was a man who relied on his family's resources for survival. A woman marries a man for food and clothing. How could Li Cuicui trust Zhong Xiaohua to marry someone who couldn't even provide for his basic needs?

Caught between her mother and lover, Zhong Xiaohua was torn and at her wits' end. After much deliberation, the dutiful daughter told Zhao Gou Dan that she was severing all ties. However, upon learning that Zhao Gou Dan had fallen off a cliff due to heartbreak and was now missing, Zhong Xiaohua regretted her decision. Tears streaming down her face, she went to Zhao Gou Dan's house, easily uttering the vow that she would marry no one else.

Fortunately, thanks to the Bodhisattva's blessing, Zhao Gou Dan, who had been unconscious for three days and three nights, awoke on the fourth day. Zhong Xiao Hua, seeing her lover pull through, was overjoyed and tears streamed down her face. A month later, Zhao Gou Dan… no, it was Zhao Ba Tian. Zhao Ba Tian's injuries were no longer fully healed, and he spoke coldly and aloof to Zhong Xiao Hua, a far cry from their former affection. While heartbroken, Zhong Xiao Hua understood the changes in Zhao Ba Tian; she could empathize.

After Zhao Batian regained consciousness, he seemed like a completely different person. The weak thug who couldn't lift a finger or carry a heavy load had become as strong as an ox. He was thin when dressed but muscular when undressed. His imposing and magnificent physique made men envious and jealous, and women stared at him and drooled.

While Zhong Xiaohua still harbored lingering fear towards Zhao Gou Dan, she devoted herself entirely to Zhao Batian, loving him wholeheartedly. She even stole Li Cuicui's savings for her coffin and gave it to Zhao Batian, asking him to bring the money to propose marriage.

After being beaten by Li Cuicui and falling down the mountain while trying to escape, Zhong Xiaohua was seriously injured, but she still didn't return the money to Li Cuicui. Once she had recovered enough, Zhong Xiaohua gave the money to Zhao Batian. Zhong Xiaohua waited and waited, but Zhao Batian didn't appear; instead, she received news that he had gone out to seek his fortune.

Heartbroken, Zhong Xiaohua actually chased after Zhao Batian. In the unfamiliar city, Zhong Xiaohua was incredibly lucky to find Zhao Batian. Seeing a fellow villager, the terrified Zhong Xiaohua felt a little relieved.

Wandering far from home, Zhong Xiaohua was filled with thoughts and longings. She had no time to question Zhao Batian about why he had broken his promise. Instead, she wholeheartedly followed Zhao Batian, trying to make a living in this dazzling metropolis.

Life was tough at first, but Zhong Xiaohua persevered through sheer willpower. She believed that as long as they were brave and hardworking, and achieved something great, bringing honor to their family, Li Cuicui would no longer have any complaints about stopping her from being with Zhao Batian.

Zhong Xiaohua's vision of the future was so beautiful, but in the end, Zhao Batian sold her to a wealthy old man in his twilight years. The cold-hearted Zhao Batian committed all kinds of evil deeds. Buying once was selling, and selling twice was also selling. In the end, Zhong Xiaohua was trapped in a quagmire from which she could not extricate herself.

Deep love breeds deep hatred, and Zhong Xiaohua had also sought revenge on Zhao Batian. From theft and fraud to murder and arson, Zhong Xiaohua's every move was met with a counter-move from Zhao Batian. Even though each act of revenge resulted in severe punishment for Zhong Xiaohua, leaving her battered and bruised, she remained undeterred.

It wasn't until Zhao Batian captured Zhong Xiaohua's mother, Li Cuicui, and, in a fit of madness, dismembered her piece by piece right before Zhong Xiaohua's eyes that Zhong Xiaohua's heart sank into despair. A pile of shards, a pool of crimson blood—Zhong Xiaohua's heart sank into oblivion.

His mother died tragically, and he spent the rest of his life being manipulated and exploited, ultimately meeting a bad end. Good people don't get good rewards, while bad people are surrounded by beautiful women, enjoying countless riches and wielding immense power.

Zhong Xiaohua was filled with hatred, a hatred that seemed to reach the heavens. She hated Zhao Batian for his ingratitude and broken vows, for his heartless and cruel act of selling her, for his cruel and cruel murder of her loving mother, for being inhuman. Zhong Xiaohua hated Zhao Batian, but she hated herself even more. She hated her own blindness to value what she had, hated how she had been blinded by love, how she had been so headstrong and autocratic, ignoring the advice of her elders, and now she was suffering the consequences.

Her eyes slowly opened, revealing a somber atmosphere. The sun had set, the room was dim, and visibility was poor. Ji Xiaoxiao exhaled a breath of stale air and rubbed her throbbing temples.

Ji Xiaoxiao easily received the original owner's wishes. She wanted Zhao Batian to pay a price and suffer a fate worse than death, and she wanted Li Cuicui to live a peaceful and happy life, so that she would not suffer a terrible death because of her unfilial daughter.

Ji Xiaoxiao lay in bed for a long time until her dizziness subsided, then she slowly got up. Relying on the original owner's memories, Ji Xiaoxiao successfully found the money that the original owner hadn't had time to give to Zhao Batian and had secretly hidden away.

This small sum of one thousand yuan was the capital that enabled Zhao Batian to make his fortune.