Reborn to Ruin My Bloodsucking Relatives

On May Day, my cousin had a wedding. I specifically turned down several major clients.

I cleared out the top-floor banquet hall of our family's five-star hotel to host her wedding reception for free.

Who knew that during the toasting ceremony, her mother-in-law would die from suffocation after suffering an asthma attack without her medication.

My cousin's family immediately spread rumors that our hotel's wild mushroom soup contained poisonous mushrooms.

They claimed the old lady ate them, had hallucinations, and then fell ill, demanding we pay them a million dollars in compensation.