"Compensation?" Shen Mianmian laughed sarcastically and then her voice turned cold, "Zhou Siyu, how do you plan to compensate me? With what can you compensate me? Can you even compensate me? You're stealing my life, you're a thief, a robber, no, you're far more terrifying than thieves and robbers, you are a devil."
She stole the fatherly love that should have been hers, took away the husband she should have married in her previous life, and although she didn't kill her with her own hands, she indirectly caused her death.
She hadn't forgotten any of it, she just wanted to first live her own life well and then slowly settle scores with Zhou Siyu. After all, her rebirth wasn't just for revenge, she also wanted to experience the life she couldn't have in her previous existence.
In her previous life, she lived nearly forty years without really being a wife, a mother—these were her regrets.
