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I'm star and sugar, 21 yrs. I love reading and I'm an aspiring writer. Please love my little stories a lot. Zhou Xin Lian, who happens to have the same name as hers is a spoiled and rotten brat who was engaged to the main lead, Jiu Chen, but selfishly left to pursue her dreams in New York. When Xin Lian returned to China and found out that Jiu Chen has a new beau, she did everything in her power to force the man to marry her. This made everyone who reads the novel despise her and call her names, but this Xin Lian had a cruel ending and now is the current Xin Lian's future.
At first, she wasn't so scared of the ending of the original Xin Lian's. In her defense, she can always just change into a good person and everything would be settled. Let the main lead and female lead have their happy ending, go back to New York and then live the life of luxuries and fame that the original Xin Lian had.
She thought her worry-free life can be fixed and lived that easily, but oh boy was she so wrong. Everything went downhill when Xin Lian realized that she can control all of the original Xin Lian's everything, except for her Li Jiao Jing has made a mistake in her first life in which resulted to her becoming a cannon fodder. On the verge of death, she swears that in her next life she would live properly and won't be mean to anyone anymore.
But like an endless punishment bestowed upon her, Jiao Jing keeps on getting reborn with her memories intact at the same life, but she couldn't control herself. It was like she was programmed to do exactly what she did on her first life and in the end, die as the cannon fodder. After the seventh time that she got reborn on the same belly, Jiao Jing has lost all hopes and accepted her forever fate as the cannon fodder. So when she was born, Jiao Jing didn't even bother to cry because she knows that after getting smack on her bum once, a loud bawl by a new-born baby would resounds the room.
