My Stepmother is a famous poison widow. People say my stepmother is a notorious poison widow. I’ve heard she’s responsible for the deaths of her two ex-husbands and my father. When my dad died, she wasted no time in having him cremated. When my father’s mistress showed up with her son to claim inheritance, they were all shocked. My stepmother sat cross-legged on the sofa, counting money with a gleeful smile. “I’ve hit the jackpot! This money will last me a lifetime,” she exclaimed. I hid behind the dining table, not daring to make a sound. When relatives came to adopt me, I was still undecided. Suddenly, floating comments appeared before my eyes. [The plot’s moving so fast! The heroine’s about to be taken away by relatives to be mistreated. I can’t wait!] [These relatives are evil. After getting the money, they’ll sell the heroine to some remote village.] [That’s nothing. All the hardships she endures as a child will be compensated by the male lead’s love later. A pure, innocent flower growing in adversity, meeting her savior when she grows up. So sweet!] Me: ?? Whose story is this miserable? Can I still cling to my stepmother’s leg?
My father recently married a new wife. I hid in the shadows, watching this new stepmother with her charming smile and radiant beauty. I finally understood why my father married her. Even knowing she was rumored to have caused the deaths of two ex-husbands, he still wanted to marry her. Just for that face, it was worth it. These men all thought they were victorious in winning a beautiful wife. Unfortunately, they all ended up dead. My father died just two short months after the wedding. Some people suspected my stepmother was behind it, but they couldn’t find any evidence. They could only attribute it to superstition. They said my stepmother was too toxic, that she brought death to anyone she touched. The day my father died, several women showed up with children, demanding inheritance. My stepmother, the champion of household battles who had defeated these women, went on the offensive. “Uncle Wang, throw these filthy things out!” she ordered. Cutting off someone’s money is like killing their parents. How could these people give up so easily? My stepmother looked delicate, but her words were merciless. She brought out my father’s urn. “Oh my, he’s already been cremated. We can’t do a paternity test now, but you’re welcome to join him down there,” she said with a smile. The women burst into tears. “Are you even human? Robert’s body wasn’t even cold, and you had him cremated.” My stepmother smiled sweetly and said, “I checked. He was cold, very cold indeed.” That smile sent chills down my spine, and I quietly moved further away. In the end, those women and children were dragged away by security, crying and screaming. My stepmother lounged comfortably on the sofa, pouring herself a glass of red wine, in a great mood. “I’ve struck it rich. This money will last me a lifetime,” she said. “Too bad there’s one extra burden,” she added with a frown. I watched her smile and frown, not daring to make a sound. She seemed to view me as a burden. Would I be homeless soon? Thankfully, since my mother passed away, my uncle has been caring for me. He said yesterday he wanted to take me away. Not long after, my uncle and aunt arrived. My aunt was crying all the way here, her eyes red: “Lily, how could your parents leave so early?” “Poor Lily, a girl without parents, what will become of you?” My uncle stroked my head, saying sympathetically, “Poor child, come live with us from now on.” They looked at me with sincere concern. I glanced secretly at my stepmother, who didn’t seem keen on keeping me. Everyone says stepmothers are bad, but I didn’t feel that way. She just treated me like a stranger, just like my father did. I was leaning towards going with my uncle when I was about to speak. Suddenly, floating comments appeared in front of me. [The plot’s moving so fast! The heroine’s about to be taken away by relatives to be mistreated. I can’t wait!] [These relatives are evil. After getting the money, they’ll sell the heroine to some remote village.] [That’s nothing. All the hardships she endures as a child will be compensated by the male lead’s love later. A pure, innocent flower growing in adversity, meeting her savior when she grows up. So sweet!] [This evil stepmother doesn’t look like a good person either. She probably can’t wait to get rid of the girl.]
I couldn’t understand these words. What male lead? What innocent flower? My uncle and aunt, seeing I wasn’t responding, started to get impatient. “Lily? Your aunt is talking to you!” Are the relatives the comments mentioned my uncle and aunt? Will they sell me in the future? I started to hesitate, unable to make a decision. My uncle made the decision for me. “Alright, take Lily with you. I’ll talk to Vivian about this,” he said. My aunt started dragging me towards the door, ignoring my resistance. I started crying helplessly. My stepmother stood up impatiently and said with displeasure: “What’s this? Trying to snatch a child from my house?” I felt like I had grabbed onto a lifeline. I broke free from my aunt’s grip and ran towards my stepmother. Before I could touch her sleeve, she avoided me with disgust. I wrung my hands nervously and finally called out: “Mom… I don’t want to go with them.” This was the first time I called her mom. My stepmother’s face flashed with surprise. She was speechless for a moment: “You…” My uncle grabbed my hand and said to my stepmother: “The child is just being difficult. She’ll be fine once she comes with us.” He turned to glare at me fiercely: “Your parents are dead. I’m your closest relative now. Who else can you go with?” “Don’t bother your mom. Come with us right now.” At this moment, I started to believe those strange comments. Maybe they really would take me away and sell me. I looked up at my stepmother pleadingly. She was my last hope. My stepmother ignored the man’s words. She looked down at me: “Are you sure? If you stay, you’ll be my daughter from now on.” “You’ll have to take care of me when I’m old.” I hesitated, then nodded. My stepmother coldly looked at my uncle: “See? She doesn’t want to go with you.” My uncle laughed dryly: “You’re still young. You can have your own children later.” “This child is skinny and not very smart. She’ll only give you trouble if you keep her.” My stepmother sneered: “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. I’m her legal guardian now. No one can take her away without my permission.” Seeing my stepmother’s firm attitude and the security guards at the door, my uncle didn’t dare to force the issue. He probed: “Well, didn’t her father leave a lot of inheritance? We can help manage it for her, so she doesn’t waste it.” My stepmother nodded exaggeratedly: “Yes, it’s a lot of money.” Seeing my uncle and aunt’s eyes light up, she continued: “But it’s none of your business to manage it.” This really angered them. As my uncle was about to lunge forward, The security guards immediately sprang into action, carrying the two of them away. The floating comments appeared again: [How did the plot change? Is the evil stepmother going to raise the heroine?] [Oh no, what about my male lead? The heroine was supposed to meet him after being sold to the mountains by her aunt.] [Maybe the stepmother plans to sell the heroine herself. Let’s wait and see, everyone.]
After my uncle and aunt caused trouble at home once, Even though I was young, I realized they weren’t good people. If I couldn’t trust them, who could I trust? My stepmother? Would she sell me off like the comments suggested? After my uncle left, I tried to minimize my presence at home, not wanting my stepmother to notice me. I was afraid that one day she’d remember me and decide I ate too much, then sell me off to the mountains. But she seemed very busy, and I didn’t see her for several days. I felt relieved. One day, when I went to the kitchen to find something to eat, my stepmother’s voice suddenly rang out. “What are you looking for? Have you eaten?” I clutched my clothes nervously and said timidly, “I’ve finished eating, Ms. Vivian.” “You little brat, calling me mom when you need something, and Ms. Vivian when you don’t, huh?” She snorted coldly, seeming displeased. “I’ve been busy the past few days. How have you been eating?” How have I been eating? Just like usual, whatever was left after the servants finished eating was my food. I told her honestly. My stepmother opened the refrigerator, looked at the leftover chicken bones inside, and frowned: “So, this is what you usually eat?” I nodded. What else could I eat? I was just one of my father’s many children from outside, lucky enough to be brought back. It was only because my mother fell ill and passed away, leaving me with no one to care for me. After my father brought me back, he ignored me and rarely came home. I was completely forgotten in a corner. The servants were all shrewd. Seeing how my father treated me, they started to neglect me too. If I was lucky, I would have leftover food to eat. More often, I would go hungry for an entire day. After a long silence, my stepmother cursed in a way I didn’t understand, then called all the servants of the villa. In front of everyone, she said: “What’s their status, and what’s yours?” “As my daughter, you eat leftovers? I’d be laughed at if people knew.” “Lily, look at these servants. Who bullied you? Point them out.”
The next day, all the servants I had pointed out disappeared, replaced by a batch of young college student nannies. My stepmother said college students were cheap and worked hard. I didn’t understand. Until I saw the floor being mopped three times a day, and the dining table filled with a variety of delicious foods. I vaguely began to understand. I sat carefully at the dining table, smelling the fresh food aroma, not daring to pick up my chopsticks. My stepmother propped her head with one hand, pushing the food in front of me. “Finish all of this. You’re not allowed to leave until you do.” I swallowed. Was this really happening? I demonstrated a whirlwind eating performance for my stepmother, making her frown. “You need to eat like this from now on, or people will think I’m mistreating you as a stepmother.” I nodded while eating. After eating my fill, I saw the floating comments again. [What is this evil stepmother doing? Fattening up the girl to sell her for a better price?] [This plot is good. Let the heroine feel warmth before cruelly abandoning her. The impact will be greater this way.] [No wonder so many men like the heroine when she grows up. She’s such an obedient little dumpling from a young age.] My stepmother leaned back lazily and said: “Don’t live in that doghouse anymore. It doesn’t look fit for human habitation.” “I’ve had a room prepared for you upstairs. You’ll live upstairs with me from now on.” My stepmother’s way of speaking in bursts made me nervous. Her following words made my heart race even more. I couldn’t help but think of the floating comments that had just appeared. Was it true, as they said, that she was fattening me up to sell me off?
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