My Green Tea Skills Are Max Level: I'll Play This CEO Like a Fiddle!

Ning Baicha just died, only to wake up as a discarded substitute in a melodramatic novel, destined for humiliation and suicide. The powerful CEO she's \"kept\" by sees only his \"white moonlight\" in her, and her scumbag ex is still pulling her strings, intent on using her. This isn't just a golden cage; it's a death sentence.