Top-Level Boss Reborn as a Pitiful Little One
The supreme powerhouse, reborn as a scandal-ridden, blacklisted starlet in the entertainment industry, faces universal condemnation and a career in ruins. Yun Fu merely laughs coldly, turning her miserable hand into a royal flush. She rises to become the top celebrity, the most commercially valuable actress, and the youngest triple-award-winning queen of Chinese cinema. Her haters are left kneeling, begging for mercy. With a sharp tongue, she tears apart scumbag men and kicks aside vicious women, crushing her enemies and reversing her fate with every step. She is a legendary healer, a top-tier hacker, a master of jewelry appraisal—her hidden identities are revealed one after another. One day, the paparazzi secretly capture Yun Fu meeting in private with Lian Hanqi, the richest man in the country. The haters explode with fury, and the internet erupts: “That scheming witch dares covet our billionaire! Ladies, tear her apart!” That very day, Lian Hanqi posts a photo of their marriage certificate on social media: “She’s my wife. Who dares say otherwise?” The entire internet trembles in fear: “We’re scared…”
Top-Level Boss Reborn as a Pitiful Little One
"Playing innocent, are you? Weren't you just another one I got my hands on."
"Zoom in! The sponsor wants to see her facial details clearly!"
"Little beauty, here I come..."
A greasy, revolting voice drifted over as Yun Fu's groggy mind slowly awakened. She opened her eyes to find herself staring into a pair of lecherous, muddy eyes. In front of her loomed the bloated, pockmarked face of a man in his forties or fifties, his heavy body descending toward her.
Her gaze instantly turned icy. With a sudden burst of strength, she seized the man's outstretched wrist. A sharp crack of bones fracturing was followed by his pig-like scream that reverberated through the entire room.
Out of the corner of her eye, Yun Fu took in the crowd of photographers encircling the bed, their cameras poised and ready.
Where was she?
How had she ended up here?
"You little whore, how dare you hit me? What are you all standing there for? Grab her, and shoot a group scene later!" The middle-aged brute, his dislocated hand swelling like a steamed bun, cursed through gritted teeth.
The others rushed forward.
Yun Fu let out a cold laugh. She was once the ace assassin of the Ancient Martial Continent, known as the Reaper. Did these lackeys really think they could handle her?
She rose gracefully, flexing her wrists and ankles, the chilling crackle of her joints echoing through the room.
As the men closed in, she spun with effortless precision, her foot slamming into the nearest man and sending
