Reborn in the '90s: My Wild and Unstoppable Life
In her previous life, her stepsister was caught meeting someone in secret and tearfully begged her to take the blame. Wan Shun was foolish, a simple soul through and through—some called it straightfor
“Heavens above, how can there be such heartless people in this world? In broad daylight, shamelessly dragging a chaste and innocent girl into a haystack, and when caught in the act, turning the blame on her instead! My poor foster sister, how can she be so ill-fated? Not only cheated out of her money and virtue, but now also accused of seducing others and throwing money at them—what kind of tragic scapegoat is this?”
A dark-skinned, skinny girl wailed at the top of her lungs, tears and snot streaming down her face as if performing a grand opera.
Beside her stood her plump, pale foster sister Wan Yu, hands covering her face, ready to sob. Her expression was blank, her mind ringing—this little wretch, what nonsense is she spouting?
She couldn’t keep up the act and hurried forward to intervene.
“Xiao Shun, wait, listen to me, it’s not like that.”
But how could she possibly stop her now? Wan Shun was no longer the pliable and obedient girl from her past life, shaped and manipulated at Wan Yu’s whim, carrying her burdens, and falling into ruin as a result of her schemes.
Heaven had granted her a second chance at the pivotal turning point of her life—she wouldn’t squander such kindness.
Dodging Wan Yu, she raised her voice even louder.
“And now, even the donkeys in the production team think my foster sister is shameless, with such perverse tastes that she only goes for the old and flabby leftovers—a rotten patch of greens at that. How is anyone supposed to live like this? How?”
Wan Shun beat her chest and stamped her feet,