Having spent ten years in widowhood, I emptied my family fortune to support a matrilocal son-in-law from a poor scholar into a licentiate. On the day of the great wedding, in front of a hall full of guests, he announced that all future children would bear his Pei surname. Amidst the laughter of the hall, I pulled back the marriage contract and burned it to ashes with a single fire. No one knew that I was a person who had died once—in my previous life, he poisoned the tonic soup for me and my daughter, stepped on the corpses of our mother and daughter, and swallowed up the Gu family's tens of thousands of strings of wealth. In this life, the marriage contract is void, debts are repaid as due, and I will make him know the true cost.