Author: Momo Chan

When I was rich, I trained the proud but poor school hunk into an obedient puppy. One hundred dollars for calling me “sister,” two hundred for calling me “wifey.” Amidst these endearments, he got into Harvard, while I ended up in a community college. Years later, Caleb Pierce is a new tycoon in the business world, while my family went bankrupt, and I’m ridden with illness, working as a salesgirl in a club. Still needing a large sum for surgery, I summoned the courage to ask Caleb, “Can we play that game again? This time we switch roles. I call you hubby, and you give me money?” Caleb frowned and fell silent. Embarrassed, I turned to run, but a whisper came from behind. “Why run? I didn’t say no.” 1 I never expected the guest in the VIP room to be Caleb Pierce. After graduation, he ruthlessly cut ties with me, saying on the phone that he hated me, that every time he called me “wifey” was for money. Now that he graduated and could earn money, he wanted no contact with me ever again. After that, he angrily deleted all my contact information and never attended class reunions, deliberately avoiding me. I thought we would never see each other again in this life. Unexpectedly, we met when I was at my lowest. Caleb’s gaze lingered on me; he must have recognized me. Afraid of awkwardness, I didn’t initiate a conversation but kept smiling, reciting the trained lines, “Boss, opening a bottle? The $8,888 package comes with a premium fruit platter, and the $18,888 package comes with an extra $888 bottle of wine.” After speaking, Caleb’s eyes became obscure and deep. The big-bellied man beside him spoke first, “If little sister is willing to drink two glasses with me, I’ll open the most expensive package.” I tried hard to stay polite and replied to the fat man, “Sorry boss, I have kidney failure and am taking medication, so I can’t drink.” Saying this, I subconsciously looked at Caleb, wanting to see his reaction. His face was calm, even a bit disdainful. Can’t blame him for lacking sympathy. One day in high school, I cried and told Caleb I had a terminal illness, and my biggest wish before dying was to kiss him. Caleb asked over and over what disease it was, what the mortality rate was, if it could be cured. He even took out a crumpled 5-dollar bill from his pocket and gave it to me, saying it was for medical expenses. Finally, with red eyes, Caleb obediently bent down to let me kiss him. I kissed him until he blushed before stopping, then told him the truth. That was the first time I saw Caleb so angry. He didn’t speak to me for half a month. From then on, even if I was really sick, he didn’t care. The fat man looked unbelieving. “Little sister, I’ve heard this excuse for dodging drinks. You’re still a bit green to trick me.” I took out the medical record from my pocket and handed it to him. Went to the hospital just today, the paper was still fresh. The doctor suggested hospitalization, but I haven’t gathered enough money yet, dare not stay, afraid of spending everything. The fat man looked at the medical record, then at me, “Hannah Reed? Kidney failure! The record looks quite real.” Seeing the fat man’s tone soften, I took the opportunity to push the sale, “Boss, opening a bottle? Doing good deeds brings wealth.” The fat man reached out to my face, and I stepped back two steps to dodge. His face darkened immediately, “Giving you another chance and you’re useless, sister. Want to make money but don’t want to make me happy. Where in the world is there such a good deal?” I tried hard to keep smiling, looking around at everyone, “What about other bosses, opening a bottle?” No one answered. Just as I was about to leave, Caleb’s voice came to my ear. “Open two sets of the $18,888 ones.” “Boss Caleb is generous,” praises rang incessantly. I started calculating asking him for help. Although shameful, if he’s willing to throw me some scraps, dignity isn’t important. I opened the wine, poured a glass for Caleb, summoned up courage, and said to him, “Boss Caleb, can we play a game? I call you hubby, you give me money.” Caleb fell silent, didn’t speak. Then came the ridicule and mockery of the men. “Miss, I think you’re crazy for money. Knowing Boss Caleb is kind, you’re clinging to him, right? Unfortunately, Boss Caleb has a girlfriend, and his future brother-in-law is also here. If you shout nonsense again and anger Young Master Lucas, you won’t be able to survive here.” Mockery came, and my brain started buzzing. Caleb actually has a girlfriend. Then I shouldn’t pester him anymore. I bowed and said, “Drink well, boss.” Fleeing in panic, a whisper came from behind. “Why run? I didn’t say no.” 2 Caleb looked serious, not like he was joking. I was reluctant to give up the money, but I couldn’t call a married man “hubby.” After weighing it over, I suggested. “Calling you hubby isn’t appropriate. How about I call you something else, like… Uncle, Sir, or Auntie, even Ancestor is fine?” Caleb looked at me like I was mentally challenged. Suddenly his gaze became sharp, “Seems you don’t want to live that much, or this medical record is forged. Anyway, you’re best at lying.” The questioning left me unable to refute. My mouth felt sewn shut, couldn’t say anything. Caleb gradually became impatient. “If you don’t want money, leave!” My kidney ached faintly, reminding me the countdown of life was still ticking. I closed my eyes and shouted, took a deep breath, and shouted, “Hubby.” After one shout, I shouted faster and faster. “Hubby.” “Hubby.” … Since I already shouted, earning enough for medical expenses would be worth it, but I was interrupted. “Enough!” The extremely fierce voice didn’t belong to Caleb, but came from the corner of the sofa, a handsome face exuding the aura of a rich second generation, looking unhappy. He got up and walked to Caleb, looking down scrutinizingly, “Caleb Pierce, you probably forgot how you got to this position today. Slapping my face in public, slapping my sister’s face, you’re really tired of living.” Caleb calmly picked up the wine I poured and took a sip, thin lips slightly parting, “Lucas, go back and tell your sister, I won’t marry her. From beginning to end, it was just her wishful thinking!” Wishful thinking, these words were extremely piercing. Hard not to substitute myself in. For so many years, my feelings for Caleb were also wishful thinking. “Why! Because of this Hannah Reed! You like her, don’t you?” Lucas pointed the spearhead at me. If looks could kill, I would have been sliced to pieces by him. Fearlessly meeting those bright eyes, I spoke, “What’s the difference between your words and spreading rumors about a widow? Caleb asked me to call him ‘hubby’ purely because of past grudges. Now he wants to humiliate me in public for revenge, don’t overthink it.” Lucas’s gaze changed from disgust to doubt. “Really?” “Ask Caleb if you don’t believe me.” Caleb didn’t speak, defaulting. My heart twitched violently. Took a deep breath, tried hard to calm down, took out the payment QR code, “Boss Caleb, please settle the bill.” I didn’t shout as many as 25 times, but Caleb transferred five thousand to me. He probably pitied me. I gripped my phone tightly, lowered my head and left the Shura field (scene of intense conflict), going to the front desk to find the club manager for commission. When the manager settled the money, he kept praising me for being capable. But after the phone message tone rang, he heartlessly notified me not to come tomorrow. I knew it in my heart, but still unwilling to give up, asked the manager, “Is it Lucas or Caleb?” “Of course it’s Boss Caleb. Boss Caleb doesn’t want to see you here, you should understand.” Of course I understand. Deleting contacts right after graduation, deliberately avoiding me for almost ten years, how much Caleb doesn’t want to see me, I understand. I wasn’t sad, because selling alcohol was the highest paid among my four jobs. Now my saving plan is disrupted, I must quickly find a job to make up for it. 3 Leaving the club, I walked as usual to the bus stop two kilometers away to take the direct bus. Snowflakes hit me, bone marrow freezing hurt. The icy road made me slip several times. Suddenly the road under my feet brightened. But in a moment, the car behind passed me, the road fell into darkness again. The car stopped not far away. Passing by, I looked curiously at the car, meeting Caleb’s eyes. I was puzzled, “What are you doing here?” “Lucas sent the driver away. I drank and can’t drive. The designated driver will take an hour. You drive me home, I’ll give you five hundred.” Ruining my job, karma is swift, serves Caleb right. “No, I have things to do at home.” I continued walking forward. Any later and the last bus would be gone. But Caleb called out to me. “Two thousand, take me back.” Caleb looked really urgent. I raised the price on the spot, “Three thousand?” Caleb nodded. I continued to add, “Four thousand isn’t impossible either, right, Boss Caleb?” Caleb paused for a moment, a flash of displeasure in his eyes, but finally relented, “Okay.” I opened my mouth, wanting to shout five thousand. But was interrupted by Caleb first, “If you dare shout five thousand, I’ll wait here for the designated driver.” “Deal.” Five hundred became four thousand, I earned big. Following the address Caleb gave, I drove towards the high-end community. At a red light, my WeChat call rang. It was the boss ordering gaming services. Already lost the most profitable job, I can’t lose this one. Taking advantage of the red light, I answered the call. The boss’s voice came immediately, “Sister, when are you coming online?” I pinched my voice and whispered back, “Soon, about half an hour. Delayed by something today, wait a moment for me, brother.” “So noisy, shut up!” Caleb’s voice came from behind. In the rearview mirror, his hostility was fully revealed. My voice was already very low, trying not to disturb him, but he was still dissatisfied. Then he was deliberately picking a fight. Questioning voice came from the phone. “Sister, is there a man beside you?” Afraid of losing the financial backer, I immediately appeased: “Mm, in the car, the carpool guy is a bit grumpy. Not talking to you anymore, hanging up.” Hung up the phone, green light on, I stepped on the gas. Caleb’s eccentric voice came from behind: “Carpool guy? Hehe! Hannah Reed, you are as good at lying as ever.” Another business almost ruined by Caleb, plus the eccentric words were not pleasant, the anger in my heart was somewhat suppressed. “Caleb Pierce, who I deceive has nothing to do with you. Called you hubby, really treat yourself as hubby!” Caleb’s heavy breathing came from the back seat, like a crazy puppy. Really wanted to send him to dog training. Until the community parking lot, he and I didn’t speak again. Parked the car, I handed the QR code to Caleb. “Pay.” Caleb transferred 2000 to me. Looking at the incorrect number, I frowned, “Caleb Pierce, the price we agreed on was four thousand.” Caleb had a kind of shamelessness disregarding others’ lives, “I know, you help me upstairs, then pay you the balance.” “Skinflint, evil capitalist!” Cursing while sending Caleb to his door, the order boss’s messages were already 99+. I pinched my throat to reply, appeasing him, “Boss don’t worry, I’ll give you two extra games later.” Only then did he ease up a bit, sending an OK emoji. Overhead gaze burning. The moment of eye contact, I saw killing intent in Caleb’s eyes, exactly the same as when disturbed in the car. I don’t like being looked at like this. So opened mouth to Caleb, “Give money, I’ll leave right away, disappear from your eyes forever.” The ruthlessness in Caleb’s eyes dispersed instantly. He leaned against the wall, pointed at the door, “I drank too much to see the numbers, you enter the password for me, 169121.” Caleb said the password smoothly. I couldn’t help asking, “Just told me like this, aren’t you afraid I’ll enter your house to steal things.” He suddenly reached out both hands to cup my face. The touch of his palms was a bit strange. While I reached out to remove his hands, he shook my head, asking, “Hear the water sound?” “Your brain has water (you’re crazy)!” Seeing a raised scar on Caleb’s palm cutting across, shocking like being slashed by a knife, I frowned. “What is this?” Caleb withdrew his hands, bending down to eye level with me, “Nothing, accidentally cut while chopping vegetables.” “Chopping vegetables can do this, you really think my brain has water?” Caleb’s mouth curled up, “If no water, then tell me, what is the password?” I opened my mouth, forgot. Something without any pattern plus interrupted by Caleb’s gag, only a ghost could remember. Caleb’s smiling eyes were a bit blurry, already out of focus, looked like he really drank a lot. He repeated the password again. Door opened, he dragged me into the room. Then started taking off clothes without warning. “What do you want to do?” 04 “The heating is too hot, aren’t you hot?” Hearing this answer, I breathed a sigh of relief, but felt inexplicably blocked in my heart. I’m going back to the cold world. No matter how warm Caleb’s house is, it has nothing to do with me. “Pay quickly, I have things to do, don’t do these useless things.” Caleb ignored my words, speaking on his own. “Headache is severe, you take care of me for a night, I’ll pay you the balance tomorrow morning, round it up to ten thousand total, how about it?” Saying this, Caleb rubbed his temples, proving he really had a headache. “Serious care?” I asked seriously, after all, 10,000 is a bit much. Caleb chuckled, suddenly approached. At this moment, two buttons of his shirt were open. With his moving steps, I could see looming abs. “Do you want unserious care? Hannah Reed, do you still have wicked designs on me?” To be honest, liking Caleb for so many years, hard to have no wicked designs at all. But he doesn’t like me. I’m afraid he’ll scold me for wishful thinking, better not rush to humiliate myself. “No, just afraid you have wicked designs, that would be another price.” Original joke provoked Caleb to stick closer. Breath smelling of alcohol sprayed on my face, tone teasing. “Hannah Reed, how much do you think you are worth?” “About a million.” I think I’m worth hundreds of millions, but Caleb doesn’t have hundreds of millions. Might as well say something he can pay from savings. “Is Boss Caleb willing to pay for his own wicked designs?” Before Caleb answered, the phone rang suddenly. I took out my phone, just saw it was the call from the financial backer, phone was snatched by Caleb. “Okay.” Caleb said very decisively, eyes sobered up a lot, but he confused me. “What okay?” “A million, okay.”

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The new transfer student calls herself a delicate little princess. As the class president collecting homework, she pouted and mocked me on the spot. “The class president is the servant of the whole class, and a servant should have a servant’s attitude.” “How about this, you kneel down and say ‘Princess, please hand in your homework,’ and I’ll give it to you.” I was shocked by her and handed her over to the teacher directly. But the next day, she posted about me on the confession wall (campus forum), spreading rumors. “Does the class president have the privilege to isolate people?” Just like that, I was isolated by my classmates. She, on the other hand, put on a wedding dress and ran to my boyfriend with a charming smile. “Although you loved that bully, a princess should be magnanimous.” “Now this princess has chosen you, I allow you to date me!” After my boyfriend rejected her, she turned angry from embarrassment, spreading rumors that my boyfriend and I bullied her together. My boyfriend and I were hit and killed by a car driven by her fanatic fan. She became the pitiful, strong little princess. Opening my eyes again, this time, both my boyfriend and I were reborn! 1 “Hehe, want me to hand in homework? It’s simple!” “The class president is the servant of the whole class, and a servant should have a servant’s attitude.” “How about this, you kneel down and say ‘Princess, please hand in your homework,’ and I’ll give it to you.” Lily Scott pouted her small mouth, showing a charming and cute expression. The other male students beside her smiled dotingly. The exact same scene as in my previous life. At that time, I thought she was brain-dead and ignored her completely. So I was slandered by her as isolating her, leading the exclusion against her, and finally creating a campus bullying incident. As a straight-A student, I focused wholeheartedly on the library and laboratory with my boyfriend, not noticing the rumors outside at all. By the time I reacted, it was already too late. Since God gave me another chance. Then I’ll teach this stupid and bad thing how to be a person. I looked down at the phone recording in my shirt pocket. Smiled. “Student Lily Scott, we don’t have the tradition here where the person collecting homework has to kneel to the person handing in homework.” “If you have such traditional customs where you come from, you should do as the Romans do. Since you’re here, please change a bit.” “After all, people here don’t kneel to anyone except God and parents!” Although I didn’t use swear words the whole time. But the scolding was quite dirty. The classmates burst into laughter instantly. Lily Scott’s slightly chubby face turned red, angry and aggrieved. “President, I was just joking. Why are your words so harsh?” “I know I’m a transfer student, and being excluded is normal, but you are the class president, and also a woman, yet you target me like this.” Playing the victim and smearing come so naturally to her. I sneered and mocked. “Are you double-standard?” “You asking me to kneel just now was a joke, but when I said we don’t have this custom, you said my words were harsh.” “Other students are very cooperative in handing in homework, only you are not. Are you sure you are not targeting me?” Logic is clear. Lily Scott was rendered speechless by me. Even the most brain-dead students knew clearly that it was Lily Scott making trouble first. Her eyes turned red, mouth turned down, just about to pretend to be aggrieved and play the victim. I continued to add with a smile. “Student Lily Scott, although I also want to chat and play with you for a while longer.” “But there are only five minutes left until the professor’s deadline for handing in homework. If I don’t hand it in on time, the whole class’s grades will be invalid.” “Hurry up and give me the homework.” 2 A look of astonishment flashed in Lily Scott’s eyes. Seems very surprised that the silent class president everyone talked about suddenly became eloquent. I spread my hands with a smile. “Lily Scott, hurry up and give me the workbook, or we really won’t make it.” After speaking, I looked down at my watch. “Originally, I reserved half an hour to deliver the homework, but you pestered me for so long, there are only ten minutes left until the professor stops accepting homework.” “It’s still not too late for me to run over now, otherwise everyone’s homework will be invalid!” In this situation, diverting the conflict is the best solution. Sure enough, the classmates who were watching the fun and standing by just now spoke up. “Princess Scott, play later, hand in the homework quickly.” “Otherwise our homework points for this semester will be deducted, and many students will fail the course then!” Saying this, a student enthusiastically picked up the homework on her desk and said. “Is it this one?” Lily Scott hurriedly reached out to grab it, but was a step too late. The student was surprised. “Why isn’t this homework finished? The teacher assigned it a week ago.” As soon as these words came out, everyone’s teasing faces became complicated. Everyone thought at first she simply wanted to liven up the atmosphere and tease me. Resulting in her not finishing it at all, so she deliberately delayed time. And at this time, I also spoke appropriately. “Lily Scott, if you haven’t finished, you can tell me directly. I just won’t collect yours, or put in a good word for you in front of the professor.” “But you shouldn’t delay our time, almost causing everyone to get a zero with you!” Finished. I hurriedly ran towards the teaching building with the homework. Actually, there was enough time, but I just wanted to act very anxious. The sound of everyone’s complaints instantly rang out behind me. “Holy crap, luckily the class president reacted, otherwise our homework this semester would have been done in vain.” “If you didn’t do it, you didn’t do it, why drag us down.” “Why so selfish…” Although I couldn’t see it, I could imagine how ugly Lily Scott’s face was at this moment. No matter how eloquent she is, how good at acting coquettishly. This time she offended the whole class, and this bad impression is left. It won’t be so easy to cause trouble in the future. 3 Because I delivered the homework in time, the homework counted. Actually, I could have totally let the homework not be delivered, making everyone hate Lily Scott more. But there are several poor students in the class. If the homework gets zero, they won’t get their scholarships and grants. However, after returning to the classroom. I started playing the victim, wiping sweat that didn’t exist, panting heavily. “I almost fell running just now, luckily delivered within the specified time.” “The professor scolded me for a long time, saying I have no time planning for cutting it so close, and said we don’t care about homework. I apologized repeatedly, saying we will definitely do well in the final exam, before he let us go.” Then looked at Lily Scott somewhat helplessly. “I pleaded with the professor for you, saying you are a transfer student, only been here half a month and not familiar with homework, wanting her to give you a chance.” “But the professor said your attitude in class usually isn’t correct, and you are playful when doing experiments.” “Sorry, I didn’t manage to plead for you.” She treated me like that, yet I still put in a good word for her. Everyone praised me for being kind and generous. Only Lily Scott gritted her teeth in anger, but instantly turned into an expression of extreme grievance, saying pitifully. “Boohoo, I’m hated by the professor, homework counted as zero, will I not be able to graduate?” “Actually there are so many workbooks, the professor won’t count them at all. If class president you didn’t say, the professor wouldn’t have noticed at all.” “Class President, you are too bad, boohoo, I don’t like you anymore.” This acting skill and ability to counter-accuse. Really, studying in our school is really a waste of talent, should go be an actor, easily get an Oscar. Her words also have some truth. With so many students in the class and so much homework, many teachers just look casually or don’t grade at all. But unfortunately, our professor is famous for being rigorous and serious. Before I could speak, the student who got the scholarship spoke up to retort. “Won’t notice my foot. Professor Lee is the strictest teacher in the school. If there are any missing and not said in advance, the average score of our class will be deducted by ten points.” “It’s fine if you don’t do homework yourself, but don’t cause us to fail and not get scholarships.” “I really don’t understand, why do you come to school if you don’t study or do homework? With this time and money, what can’t you do?” These words were quite harsh. But because the speaker was the class academic genius, and also a handsome boy. She didn’t refute, but looked at him pitifully with big misty eyes. Generally, boys fall for this from girls. But this genius academic is different. He was the top scorer in science that year, and skipped grades, two years younger than us. Hasn’t even had his first awakening of love. Whoever affects his grades, even the King of Heaven won’t be spared. Not only that, he also has a group of fangirls and fanboys. Started to stand on his side one after another. This time Lily Scott kicked an iron plate. Many people started gossiping about her behind her back. 4 Actually, this matter would have passed if left alone. After all, no actual harm was caused to everyone. But Lily Scott, this idiot, actually actively posted about me on the confession wall (campus forum). [Boohoo, Wall, I’m so pitiful. Just transferred here and was isolated by the class president leading the way. Obviously girls are the most beautiful existence in the world, why still have female competition and bullying? It’s not that I don’t study hard, but just transferred and can’t keep up with classes. Is this the reason for campus bullying? If there is a choice, who wouldn’t want to be a genius student? Do underachievers not deserve to live?] As soon as this post came out, it instantly went viral. Campus bullying, female competition, and underachiever. These three buffs stacked, it would be popular anywhere. Because school has started for a long time, transfer students who just transferred over can be counted on one hand, and soon locked onto Lily Scott. Usually she likes to post her carefully photoshopped beautiful photos on the campus forum, and occasionally watches basketball in a JK uniform (Japanese school uniform style) at the basketball court. Plus her sweet and whiny voice and looks, many students have an impression of her. Uninformed students started to stand by her side, scolding me below. Regarding all this, I pretended to turn a blind eye, letting public opinion ferment, just like in my previous life. But that time was passive, and this time is active. Because only when public opinion reaches its climax, known to everyone, when I clarify and slap her face, can she be mocked by everyone and nailed to the pillar of shame. So just like in my previous life, I hung out in the library and laboratory with my boyfriend. But my boyfriend, who always turned a deaf ear to outside matters and only focused on studying and experiments, suddenly took the initiative to mention this topic. “Molly, that new transfer student named Lily Scott in your class is throwing dirty water on you on the school forum website.” “My friend has a few friends who are hackers, can ask them to blow up the forum, what do you think?” Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment. Looking up, I met his amber eyes, full of heartache and hesitation. Also faintly glowing red. Hands hanging on both sides, tightly clenched into fists, seeming to suppress anger and unwillingness. In just this moment, I understood that he was also reborn. Just reborn a little later than me. I reached out my hand, actively holding his, feeling his still cold sweaty hand. Voice gentle and firm. “Gavin, don’t be afraid, this time we will absolutely not repeat the same mistake.” 5 Just one sentence. He couldn’t hold it back anymore, hugged me tightly in his arms, very hard, as if wanting to knead me into his bones and merge with him. The day of the car accident in my previous life, at the moment the accident happened. Knowing he was powerless to save the situation, he also hugged me tightly like this, wanting me to survive, or perhaps wanting me to suffer less pain. He and I are childhood sweethearts, living in the same community. He has been a genius since childhood, two years younger than me but in the same class. Originally he could continue to skip grades. But he didn’t, instead always being my classmate. In the second year of high school, he was admitted to MIT in advance, but he didn’t go. Instead, he continued studying in the class, being my desk mate to tutor me. All the students in the school knew he liked me, and the school teachers also defaulted to us as a couple, after all, one was first place, one was second place. Until after the college entrance exam, he confessed to me. He rarely had mood swings, but that day he held roses awkwardly, confessing to me awkwardly and nervously. Speaking to the end, his eyes were red, and huge tears fell down. At that time, not only me, but also the classmates and teachers beside were shocked! Is this still the Gavin who usually doesn’t care about anything and can speak confidently on stage in front of thousands of teachers and students? Just in that moment. Everyone knew he loved me miserably. Although he usually speaks little, we have a special tacit understanding. One look knows what the other wants to do, and then thoughtfully deliver it. He doesn’t have the romantic cells of ordinary boys, nor sweet words to make me happy, nor solemn pledges of love. But he makes me extremely at ease, like the wind, gentle and firm. I stood on tiptoe, touching his somewhat frizzy hair. Like coaxing a child. “This time we will really be fine, I swear.” “I deliberately let her jump around on the Internet, just to let public opinion reach its climax, then let her fall to the bottom, and finally ruin her reputation and die a bad death.” “In two days she will come to seduce you. While protecting yourself, record a video.” He frowned slightly, obviously very disgusted with this woman Lily Scott. But still nodded obediently. “Okay, I know.” So good. My Gavin is so obedient!

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At 30, I decided to resign. This secret crush that no one knew about had reached its end. I spent five years working my way up from an assistant to Lucas Sterling’s chief secretary, and another three years making him dependent on me. Finally, I spent five minutes writing my resignation letter and one second submitting it. 1 When I handed in my resignation letter, Lucas frowned slightly, looking up at me quietly and slowly: “Give me a reason.” I lowered my head to avoid his gaze, pulling the corners of my mouth into a smile as sincere as possible: “Mr. Sterling, I’m 30 this year, it’s time to get married.” I thought for a moment and added: “My boyfriend proposed to me not long ago.” To resign smoothly, I told a white lie. Lucas’s fingers tapped on the desk rhythmically, which meant he was extremely annoyed. Maybe I should be glad; at least he wasn’t completely indifferent to my departure. After a long time, Lucas handed the resignation letter back to me: “I can approve your wedding leave. I hope you will reconsider resigning.” For a moment, I wavered. A bewitching voice in my head kept saying: “Agree, agree, at least you can see him all the time.” Another voice warned me: “Mia Johnson, he’s getting engaged. Having a crush on a taken man is immoral.” My hand hovered in the air for a long time, but I didn’t take it back: “This job is too busy. After getting married, I hope to focus more on my family.” “I will hand over all related affairs in my hands. Sorry, Mr. Sterling.” Having said this, Lucas stopped talking and said lightly: “I understand. Happy wedding.” Before I left the office, Lucas had already buried himself in work again. After all, to him, I was just a subordinate, at best the most useful one. 2 That day I sat at my desk, staring at the potted plant, dazing for a rare moment. I rarely had time to zone out like this. My daily work was very busy, coordinating daily work arrangements and serving as Lucas’s personal assistant. My phone was on standby 24 hours a day. As long as Lucas needed me, I had to arrive immediately, doing the work of several people alone. Of course, Lucas also gave me a high enough annual salary. In a few years, I achieved financial freedom. Xiao Meng called me several times before I came back to my senses. “Sister Mia, Mr. Sterling asked me to tell you to go over and arrange the gathering tonight first.” The gathering tonight was to welcome Sebastian, who just returned from studying abroad. The attendees were all from Lucas’s small circle. The young generation of several major families, rich and noble, with eyes higher than the sky. Logically speaking, their circle did not welcome outsiders, but there was no way, I was just too useful. Someone who could take care of everyone’s emotions and preferences and arrange the banquet in an orderly manner without making any mistakes was too rare. When I arrived at the venue, I started arranging non-stop. From dishes to drinks to desserts, as well as each young master’s dietary restrictions and likes and dislikes, I instructed one by one. “Take away all the lilies in the banquet, Young Master Jiang is allergic.” “Dim the lights a bit, Young Master Qin’s eyes just had surgery.” “Remember to prepare the Monkey King tea that Third Young Master Shen likes.” When the sun completely set and the sky gradually darkened, people slowly came in. The first to arrive was Caleb, who greeted me when he saw me: “When will Lucas arrive?” I looked at my watch and answered cautiously: “He still has a meeting tonight, estimated to be another hour.” He slumped on the sofa, looking listless, with dark circles under his eyes, very tired. I instructed someone to turn down the music volume, and found a blanket to hand him: “Autumn nights are cold, don’t catch a cold. It will be a while before they arrive, you rest for a bit.” He took the blanket with a smile and teased: “By the way, really not considering dumping Lucas and jumping ship to me? I’ll double your salary.” For people like them, there were too many bootlickers rushing up, so I seemed particularly special. Because I asked for nothing from them, getting along was open and magnanimous, which won their respect instead. Following his words, I smiled and replied: “I’ll keep that in mind. If I have nowhere to go then, please take me in, Young Master Qin.” 3 As the night deepened and the streetlights lit up, people gradually arrived. Lucas wore a black coat, bringing in a wisp of autumn bleakness. I took the coat from his hand, thinking this might be the last time. When the group was drinking happily, I found an opportunity to mention my resignation. Over the years, I had received everyone’s care, so I stood up and toasted everyone: “I’m resigning. I didn’t know anything before and caused a lot of trouble. Thank you all for your tolerance over these years!” “The mountains and waters are far away, I hope there will be opportunities to meet again.” Perhaps the autumn bleakness added a sense of parting, and the dinner table was somewhat quiet for a while. It was Carter who raised his glass and toasted me from afar, breaking the awkward scene: “At the beginning, I always thought you had ulterior motives for Lucas. Until now, I truly believe.” Everyone tacitly understood Carter’s meaning. After all, Lucas’s previous secretaries were all fired for confessing to him. Later, Lucas simply hired only male secretaries, unexpectedly getting confessed to again, thus earning the title of heartthrob. Someone patted Lucas on the shoulder, smiling and teasing: “Didn’t expect it, right? Someone can really escape your charm.” Lucas lit a cigar carelessly and scolded with a smile: “Get lost.” After the meal, a few people got together for a card game to pass the time casually. Midway, Caleb asked inadvertently: “Lucas, have you met the girl from the Su family that your old lady arranged for you?” My heart skipped a beat, and the hand pouring water froze in mid-air. After a while, Lucas answered casually: “No, as long as the old lady is happy. Marrying anyone is the same.” The marriages of their group were always mixed with various interests, the result of countless considerations. From a certain perspective, they obtained resources unimaginable to ordinary people, so paying some price was fair. It seemed Lucas had accepted such rules. I met Sarah Su once. A gentle and lovely lady, a nice girl. If possible, I hoped Lucas would have a different ending from others. 4 The dinner lasted until late at night. The drivers waited outside the house, and after it broke up here, they picked them up in time. Only Lucas’s driver had some accident on the way, so he arrived a bit late. So the scene of being alone with him, which I was most unwilling to see, appeared. We stood side by side under the streetlamp, the light elongating our shadows. At times like this, those unwilling and dark thoughts in my heart would clamor. Only Lucas knew nothing. He just stood there quietly, less sharp than usual due to alcohol. After a while, the driver finally arrived. Lucas turned to look at me and asked very gentlemanly: “Together?” I shook my head, showing a grateful but distant smile at the right time: “Thanks, Mr. Sterling, but my fiancé is already on the way.” So Lucas said no more, nodded slightly, and bent into the car. Finally, I was the only one left in the world. The masks worn layer upon layer during the day could finally be taken off at this moment. I kicked off my high heels casually, sat on the flower bed, rarely feeling a bit lost. For a moment, I actually didn’t know where I should go. Not long after, rain began to drift from the sky. The first autumn rain after the start of autumn was cold hitting the body. I walked barefoot along the road. This was a wealthy area, and I walked for a long time before finding a place to hail a taxi. … The road usually taken tonight was under maintenance. The driver didn’t know, so he could only detour back and drive out again. Lucas didn’t expect to see Mia Johnson again, waiting by the roadside in the rain, dangling a shoe in one hand leisurely. He was somewhat surprised. Didn’t expect the always dignified and rigorous Secretary Johnson to have such, um, informal side. After all, seeing her in the company usually, no matter when, she was always in a sharp suit, shirt buttoned to the top. He had seen many women unbuttoning buttons, seemingly unintentionally bending down in front of him, but Secretary Johnson was an exception. So he reused her, partly because of her professionalism, and partly because she knew boundaries. When about to pass her, the driver asked in front: “Should we give Secretary Johnson a ride?” Lucas’s eyes didn’t ripple, answering simply: “No need.” He had a bad opinion of her fiancé. Secretary Johnson was a smart person, only now it seemed her eyesight wasn’t very good. But feelings, like drinking water, one knows hot and cold oneself. He shouldn’t interfere too much. 5 I wasn’t sure if I saw Lucas’s car, but it flashed by, maybe I saw wrong. Wealthy areas probably rarely have people hailing taxis like me. The driver rushed here from far away. Only when my legs were a bit numb did I finally wait for my car. When I got home, it was already two or three in the morning. The whole house was silent. Externally I told everyone I had a happy family, a fiancé who loved me, and many friends. People often looked at me enviously and said: Life like this is complete enough. But actually, I had nothing, no family, no lover, no friends. In my middle school years, my mom got breast cancer, mid-late stage. After removing the breast, it relapsed within half an year. On an ordinary morning, my dad went to work but never came back. He ran away with all the money in the family, leaving my sick mom and underage me. After knowing this news, my mom was unusually calm. She silently underwent chemotherapy, hospitalization, and occasionally cooked for me when in good condition. One evening coming home from school, my mom prepared a table of dishes, sitting opposite smiling at me. Don’t know why, I felt an inexplicable fear. Leaning close to the dishes on the table, there was a strange smell. I thought of the bottle of rat poison my mom newly bought in the bathroom. That day I knew for the first time my mom’s hand strength was so great, so great that I couldn’t break free no matter what. Strong survival instinct let me break free from her hands while she was unprepared. I ran panic-stricken to the rooftop somehow. My mom cried and opened her arms to me, speaking incoherently: “Baby, this world is so bad, Mom doesn’t feel at ease leaving you alone here.” “Come with Mom, in the next life we will still be mother and daughter.” I cried too. I was so tired, so tired, and missed the smell of laundry detergent in my mom’s arms. Let it be, I thought, living wasn’t that good anyway. The wind on the rooftop was so strong that night, and my mom’s embrace was so warm. My mom held my hand, walking step by step to the edge. At the moment of falling, I was pulled by a pair of thin but powerful hands. He dragged me tightly, no matter how I struggled. Drifting in the wind, I only saw a pair of amazingly bright eyes clearly. Later I survived, but my mom died. That person was Lucas. He not only saved me but also gave me a reason to live— Repaying kindness. I felt I betrayed my mom. At that time I was like a drowning person, anxious to grab a piece of driftwood. And Lucas was that driftwood. Later fire trucks, police cars, ambulances all came. In the surging crowd, I grabbed his hand, looking up at him: “How should I repay you?” I still remember 16-year-old Lucas looking down at me, telling me very seriously: “Then remember to come find me.” My life seemed trapped on the night my mom died, and Lucas was the only hope. 6 This night I was swallowed by dreams as usual, full of past events. I saw my mom questioning me at the end why I didn’t go with her, and saw that silent look my dad gave before leaving home. Waking up from the dream sweating profusely, I found my throat couldn’t make a sound. Measured temperature, 101.8 degrees. If according to my usual temperament, probably take a fever reducer and forget it, then continue to work as if nothing happened. This time I rarely asked for leave. I needed some time to think about my future path. … When Lucas arrived at the company, he found Secretary Johnson didn’t come. Asked and knew, sick leave. He frowned, completely losing his impression of her so-called fiancé. Secretary Assistant Xiao Meng temporarily replaced Mia Johnson’s work. She served a cup of coffee. Lucas took a sip slowly, expression unchanged. One more sugar cube put. He didn’t speak, just took one sip and didn’t drink again. Morning meeting materials preparation had errors again. Fortunately, he already knew the key points of this negotiation clearly, so no big accident happened. Office temperature was one degree lower, humidifier wasn’t on, throat was also a bit dry. Throughout the day, couldn’t say where the problem was, just felt inappropriate everywhere. Lucas thought of Mia Johnson for the first time. He seemed rarely to think of her because she seemed to have no sense of existence always. Mia Johnson’s appropriateness was the kind like spring wind turning rain, moistening things silently. You can’t feel her existence, but everything is just right. He frowned. This was the second time he frowned today. For Mia Johnson’s unlucky fiancé, snatching his chief secretary general. … Lying for a day, thinking for a day, I still didn’t think of where to go. Like a ship lost in the ocean, unable to distinguish directions. So early the next morning, went to work honestly again. Arriving at the office, Xiao Meng looked at me cautiously, whispering: “Mr. Sterling looks in a bad mood. Yesterday morning’s coffee he only drank one sip.” Last night’s coffee was still on the table. I dipped a little with my finger, tasted, instructed: “One more sugar cube put. Three sugar cubes, one more or one less won’t do.” I demonstrated the coffee making method carefully again, Xiao Meng watching closely on the side. When coffee was made, Lucas arrived at the company. Don’t know if it was my illusion, the corner of his lips looking at me raised a few points higher than usual, and hidden a few points of resentment in his eyes.

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In the seventh year after being brought back home, I had already followed my parents’ demands, married a man I didn’t like, and raised a three-year-old daughter. The fake heiress, one year older than me, still acted spoiled in my family’s arms because she was “still young.” The dispute between the real and fake heiress had long become a thing of the past. My home should have returned to peace. So, when I was about to be beaten to death by my husband, I called my family. “I’m dying. Can you come and pick Lily up, just like you picked me up back then?” 1 I knew I was finally dying, so I didn’t call 911, but called my family instead. Mom answered the phone. She was getting her nails done, her tone a bit impatient: “What is it?” I covered my constantly bleeding neck and said I was about to die, could they come and pick Lily up? Lily is only three years old, sleeping upstairs, completely unaware of the mess downstairs. My blood wouldn’t stop, broken pieces of a red wine bottle were beside me, and my husband, after committing the violence, fell on the sofa and slept soundly. “Ava, are you done yet? Putting on such a show every now and then!” My brother Ethan snatched the phone and cursed at me, “You’ve been married for four years. Every time you contact us, it’s either about divorce or saying you’re about to be beaten to death. Are you really that miserable!” I fell silent. Don’t know if I was numb from pain or lost too much blood, I felt a bit tired. Recalling the past, I’ve actually been tired for many years. Kidnapped at five, working like a slave in the mountains, never seeing the sun, tired until my back couldn’t straighten. Finally returned home at fifteen, facing the favored fake heiress, I lived carefully in the cracks, tired from secretly sobbing countless nights. Forced to marry at eighteen, married to a rich second-generation scumbag who liked domestic violence. To avoid being beaten, I could only be a humble and virtuous wife, working hard without complaint to coax him happy. Tired until every inch of my skin twitched. At twenty, I had severe depression, relying entirely on my daughter Lily’s smile to survive, staring into the abyss at the edge of the cliff every day, wanting to jump, but not daring to. Tired until my ears rang and eyes dazzled, heart stinging. Finally, at twenty-two, my carotid artery was cut by a piece of red wine bottle. Suddenly not tired anymore, because I can finally die. I answered Ethan: “This is not acting this time, I’m really dying. Can you come over immediately? I’m afraid of scaring Lily.” Actually, over so many years, I didn’t “act” many times. I only mentioned divorce to my family three times. They got annoyed, so I dared not mention it again. I also only mentioned being injured to my family four times. They didn’t believe it, so I stopped mentioning it. From being brought back home until now, a total of seven years, seven calls for help. Can’t be considered many, right? “Then go die. Once you’re dead, we’ll pick Lily up!” 2 Ethan hung up the phone. I knew he wouldn’t come to pick Lily up. Seven years, the eighth call for help, still failed. I smiled bleakly, leaning weakly against the wall, feeling half of my body was hot. Blood was rising with heat. Looked upstairs, quiet, Lily hadn’t woken up yet. Or maybe she woke up, but dared not come down. She must be shrinking under the quilt shivering. Thinking of this, my heart twisted in pain. Tried to get up, but my strength was exhausted. What to do? My daughter is so young, shivering under the quilt, but I can’t help her at all. After I die, if no one comes to pick her up, she will face that devil alone. How will she live? The phone suddenly vibrated, a message came. I gasped, trying hard to see the message clearly. It was from the fake heiress Bella. [Ava, today is my twenty-third birthday party. Family is accompanying me, so no one wants to pay attention to you.] [Actually, I don’t understand. You’ve already lost so thoroughly, why still refuse to give up?] I moved my lips, the smell of blood spreading. I didn’t refuse to give up, I just couldn’t let go of Lily. Don’t know where I got a bit of strength, I tried my best to send a voice message to Bella. Asking for help from this person I hated the most. “Bella… sorry, I was wrong… I shouldn’t have been hostile to you… shouldn’t have competed for favor with you… I kowtow to you, begging you to pick up my daughter…” Intermittently, I kept bleeding, and also weeping. The dignity of many years collapsed completely at this moment, crushed into the mud by myself. I never bowed to Bella. Because I always believed that I was the real daughter of the Gaines family, and she was just a counterfeit occupying the magpie’s nest. But now, I bowed. I admitted defeat. “What?” Bella was obviously stunned, then laughed loudly: “No way? You… too funny, you kowtow to me? Real or fake? Then kowtow quickly!” 3 Yes, kowtow to Bella. I held the voice message button, leaned my body down, and hit my head hard on the floor. Bang, bang, bang! The sound of kowtowing was sent, and I almost fainted, lying on the floor like a dog, panting heavily. Bella laughed loudly again: “No, you really kowtowed? Haha, honestly, it feels quite good. Seven years, I finally waited for you to admit defeat!” Yes, I admitted defeat. “Pick up Ava… home…” I shivered and sent the last voice message. Bella’s face changed instantly: “Ava, are you kidding me? Wasn’t it picking up your daughter? How did it become picking you up again? Subconsciously you still want to come back, right!” I was stunned, my brain muddy. Did I say pick up Ava home? No, I should say pick up Lily home! I don’t have to go home, but Lily must go home! But I had no strength to say a word anymore. “Ava, speak! Dared not make a sound after I exposed your thoughts?” Bella questioned me sternly. Her voice message also contained my dad’s majestic voice. “Ava, stop making trouble. I will visit the Reed family in half a month, I’ll see you then!” Half a month later, family finally coming to visit me? But I can’t wait, because I’m dying. Lily, sorry, Mom ultimately failed to let you escape this devil’s den. Hope there are ghosts in this world, so Mom can look at you a few more times. 4 Opening my eyes again, I was floating above my corpse. There really are ghosts in the world! It was already dawn, but the villa was quiet inside and out. My husband Lucas Reed had dismissed all the nannies long ago, forcing me to be the nanny, also making it convenient to abuse me unscrupulously. So, even during the day, no one would come to the villa. I found Lucas was about to wake up; his snoring stopped. I ignored him, hurried to float upstairs, and drilled into the bedroom. Lily was indeed shrinking under the quilt, eyes tightly closed, tears wetting the pillow. There was also a wet mark in the quilt; she wet the bed, but dared not move, just fell asleep like this. I was extremely heartbroken, bent down to touch her face, but my hand passed through. Lucas’s exclamation sounded downstairs. He probably discovered my body. Sure enough, he soon started dismembering the body. Even though I was already a ghost, I still felt chills all over my body. The evil of human nature was fully revealed in Lucas. But unfortunately, he was the ideal son-in-law my family fancied. Actually, initially, my parents wanted to marry Bella to Lucas. The two families had verbally agreed on the marriage alliance. The Reed Group behind Lucas is a leading enterprise in the city, and Lucas himself is handsome and promising. Bella also liked him very much and even dated him. But later scandals about Lucas came out. He abused a girl to death in a bar, causing extremely bad influence. Parents and brother got worried, afraid Lucas was a beast in human skin with a perverted personality, so they decided not to let Bella get too close to Lucas. But they couldn’t break ties with the Reed family, so they let me marry over instead of Bella. [Ava is our biological daughter, she is a better match for Young Master Reed.] [Our Ava is virtuous and gentle, unlike Bella, running around all day, not ladylike at all!] [Bella refuses to have children, she herself is a child who won’t grow up, better not marry her out first, to avoid embarrassing us!] At that time, my parents said so. Every word was disliking Bella, finally making the Reed family nod and marry me. Thinking about it now, that dislike in every word was clearly full of love. I smiled self-deprecatingly and floated into the bathroom to watch Lucas dismember the body. 5 Lucas looked pale, cursing while chopping bones. He seemed to insult me to comfort himself. Called me a slut, said I was used by hundreds of men, completely unworthy of him. I deserved to die! I didn’t understand, how was I a slut? Lucas’s self-talk gave the answer: “Don’t blame me, you slut. Bella told me long ago, don’t know how many customers you took in the village, even had abortions and gave birth, what face do you have to marry me? “I abused you because you deserved it, you died because you asked for it!” I realized then, it turned out Bella was behind this. No wonder when I first married Lucas, he was friendly and treated me with respect. But later his temperament changed suddenly, abusing me unscrupulously, eventually causing my death. Bella, you are so cruel. Clearly I had lost so thoroughly, you still wouldn’t let me go. When the sun set in the west, Lucas finally finished. He bagged my body piece by piece, filling two large refrigerators. Then cleaned up the living room to look brand new, leaving no trace. Don’t know when Lily got out of bed, she squatted by the second-floor handrail, looking downstairs timidly. Lucas looked up and glanced at her, tone gloomy like an evil ghost: “Lily, what did you see?” Lily dared not make a sound. “I told you to speak!” Lucas shouted violently, scaring Lily into shaking her head quickly: “No… don’t know…” I was both heartbroken and angry, wishing I could bite Lucas to death. But couldn’t touch him at all. Lucas snorted coldly, grabbed a few bags of bread from the snack cabinet and threw them upstairs. “You are not allowed downstairs. Dare to come down, I’ll break your legs!” Lily nodded in horror and scurried into the bedroom. Lucas didn’t stay any longer, carrying a bag of meat pieces, hurrying out while it was dark. Lily then carefully slipped out, looked around on the stairs for a long time, then trembled and moved downstairs. My heart lifted, what was Lily going to do? Saw her walk to the refrigerator, forcefully prying open the lower refrigerator door. My head was hidden in a pile of frozen meat. “Mommy…” Lily called out. My tears came down. She saw everything. 6 The following days were days for Lucas to dump the body. He took part of the body pieces out every day. But sometimes brought them back home to freeze again. The bustling big city wasn’t easy for dumping bodies. At least my head stayed frozen in the refrigerator. Lily was very obedient, only sneaking down to see me after Lucas went out, then running back to the bedroom crying. Her eating, drinking, and bathroom needs were all on the second floor, food only snacks and bread. Such days were desperate and suffocating even for adults. I was unspeakably heartbroken, finally floating out of the villa, hoping to find a way. Unknowingly, floated to my parents’ home. That villa familiar yet strange to me, emitting warm light. I floated in like a ghost, seeing Bella throwing a tantrum on the sofa. “Agreed to go traveling tomorrow, I’ve done all the planning!” Bella is obviously one year older than me, but always acts like a child at home. My dad smiled dotingly: “Dad got confused, have to go to Reed Group to sign a new round of contracts tomorrow, stop by to see your sister by the way. Dad will take you traveling the day after tomorrow.” “Yes Bella, contract matters can’t be delayed, don’t throw a temper.” Mom shook her head, but her mouth was full of smiles. Brother Ethan flipping through documents looked up: “I’ll go sign the contract, you guys accompany Bella traveling, that’s important.” “Yes yes yes, I want to travel!” Bella kicked her legs throwing a tantrum, very willful. Honestly, I envied her. Kidnapped for ten years, when have I ever acted spoiled like this? After coming home, where did I dare to act spoiled like this? Only in vague memories, when I was five, could I act spoiled unscrupulously. “This…” Dad hesitated, “Have to go see Ava, haven’t visited her for many years after all.” Hearing this, Bella’s face turned black, arms crossed humming: “Fine, go then, after all she is your biological daughter.” Dad was anxious instantly, coaxing like a child: “I didn’t mean that. I just think not visiting for too long, the Reed family will think we don’t care, looking down on them.” Mom chimed in: “Yes, marriage alliance between two families, should pay attention. “How about this, tomorrow I accompany you traveling, your dad goes to sign the contract.” Bella was satisfied then, eating dessert smilingly. The family was happy and harmonious again. I floated silently in mid-air, motionless for a long time. Mom suddenly glanced at me, naturally seeing nothing. But she rubbed her chest, muttering: “Don’t know what happened, suddenly palpitations.” “Mom, are you okay?” Ethan asked. Dad and Bella also looked at Mom. Mom waved her hand: “Fine, can’t say what’s wrong, seems a bit uneasy, maybe getting old.” The family laughed. Bella quickly praised Mom for still being young and beautiful, causing Mom to laugh. Just she kept rubbing her chest.

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When the plane crashed. Everyone was crying and sending their last messages to their loved ones. I clicked on my nemesis’s chat box and unleashed my passion: “Are you blind or what? Can’t you see I like you? “Last time I pretended to be drunk to let you make a move and you didn’t. Serves you right, no use regretting now. “My life is about to reset—” 1 My body was falling rapidly. Hypoxia blurred my consciousness, and strength drained from my body. After a violent bump, my phone slipped, and I subconsciously reached out to grab it, but caught something soft and warm. Strange… is there anything with this texture on a plane? In the dead silence of the cabin, a voice suddenly rang out. “Hey, how long are you going to hold on?” How could someone still be talking… obviously, everyone was already in shock. “Deaf? Oh… don’t want to let go?” Again. Closer and clearer this time. And exceptionally familiar. My brain reacted sluggishly, ah, it’s that person’s voice. I was just passionately typing in his message box, but now my momentum was gone. At the final moment, I had to admit that my carelessness was fake. Actually, I was very unwilling, so unwilling that I hallucinated. But this voice… why does it feel so distant? With a nostalgic boyishness. I struggled to think with my scattered consciousness, and suddenly felt a tug on my arm. Like a drowning person pulled out of the water, the moment I gasped for air, I suddenly opened my eyes and saw the person in front of me clearly. Raised eyebrows, reckless and flamboyant smile, a face that was aggressively handsome. Lucas Vance. In an instant, the lost five senses poured back into my body. The midsummer insects chirped loudly, the wooden floor exuded a mellow scent under the sun, and sweat slowly trickled down my forehead. And, I was holding Lucas’s hand. Is this, a hallucination? “Leo, don’t tell me you’re going to confess to me too?” Not a hallucination. I dazedly withdrew my hand and opened my palm. Under the skin was a healthy pale red, and the pulse was strong. Clench, release, clench, release. I could control my body. “Really stupid? Tsk, told you not to just study, now you’ve become a nerd.” I looked up and saw the blue on Lucas’s school uniform. This is the summer of 2016. This year, I was a junior in high school, and Lucas was a senior. 2 We never got along. I was annoyed by his slacker, cynical attitude. He disliked me for being too rigid and dull, lifeless. But his biological brother Liam Vance was my best friend. I always came to his house after school to do homework, like today. “Disgusting.” Lucas leaned lazily by the window and sneered. I followed his gaze downwards. In the small garden downstairs, Liam was being confessed to. By a boy. Among the three Vance brothers, the youngest, Liam, was the prettiest boy and had many suitors. “Damn gay, even running to someone’s house, disgusting.” Lucas turned his head, staring straight at me, corners of his mouth hooked in mockery, “Right?” Don’t know if it was an illusion, his expression was playful, but his eyes were serious. Seriously waiting for my answer. Seventeen-year-old Leo, even if he couldn’t stand Lucas, would agree on this issue. But inside this body now was a twenty-five-year-old soul. Eight years, we went through a lot. I went from hating him to liking him, liking him so much that he was the only person I thought of before dying. Didn’t want to go against my heart. So I shook my head, “Don’t understand.” Lucas was stunned, his expression darkened inexplicably. “Tch, nerds are boring.” His back looked quite unhappy. I stood there watching him leave, a bit bewildered. Couldn’t determine if this was time travel or rebirth. But either way, it means twenty-five-year-old me is dead, right? When Lucas hears about my death, how will he feel? Will he feel guilty? After all, I got on that crashed plane to attend his engagement party. 3 Eighteen-year-old Lucas had not yet stepped into the hall of marriage. He was annoyed that I couldn’t catch his ball. “The grade’s top student can’t even catch this kind of ball? I practically fed it to your racket. Are your two eyes just decorations?” He roared until my eardrums hurt. Don’t know why, the feeling of imminent death still lingered around me. I seemed to be still on the plane, my brain dizzy from time to time. I put down the tennis racket. “Not playing anymore.” Liam came over to smooth things over: “Don’t mind my brother, his mouth has been mean for more than a day or two, not targeting you.” I knew, Lucas didn’t have a good face for anyone, often attacking indiscriminately with words. But especially to me. Sitting on the bench in a daze, a bottle of water was suddenly thrown onto my lap. I didn’t catch it, and the water bottle fell to the ground again. “Tsk.” Lucas bent down to pick it up and handed it over again. “Drink some, your face is so white, I’m afraid you’ll die on me.” Seeing me not moving, he took it back cursing, unscrewed it, and forcefully stuffed it into my hand. “Ancestor, waiting for me to feed you?” Words came to this point, I could only obediently raise my hand and take a sip. Grapefruit flavor. Sweet. His expression softened, looking like ‘that’s more like it’. Then he moved my racket away and sat aside, lazily watching the two people playing back and forth on the court. “Slept in the early morning again last night? Doing your broken test papers?” My house and the Vance’s are neighbors, our rooms only separated by a flower path, close enough that if he changed clothes by the window, I could see it just by looking up. “Can’t you do one less and sleep earlier? Is your first place in the grade hanging on that paper?” His words were really ugly. I wasn’t a submissive character, always rude to Lucas. You really want to see me fail the exam? Logically, I should have retorted like this. But opening my mouth, words choked in my throat. When voiced, it became: “Are you caring about me?” As soon as the words fell, Lucas’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he straightened up abruptly. “Bullshit!” He dropped a sentence and hurried back to the court. Like losing his soul, he didn’t catch any of Liam’s serves. I slowly screwed on the bottle cap, heart beating uncontrollably fast. Going back to the past, did God want me to reverse regrets? Or rather, let me see something I once ignored. Like the conversation just now, young me only felt targeted and mocked. Wouldn’t think at all, was Lucas just being stubborn and arrogant (tsundere)? I clutched my chest, taking deep breaths to suppress the surging ecstasy. Lucas ran back again, his voice tight, “Damn, feeling unwell?” “No.” I shook my head. Sunlight dazzling. If life comes again, Lucas and I… 4 Fell asleep with infinite longing for a second life. However, waking up, I saw the ceiling of the university dorm. I thought I saw wrong. Closed eyes, opened again. Still in the dorm. I lay still. An unbelievable thought climbed up my body like wet cold moss, brain buzzing, blood cooling bit by bit. Not rebirth, nor time travel. It’s the flashing memories before death. Fate did not favor me, nor did a miracle descend. I was still heading towards the predetermined death, unable to change anything. Liam knocked on my bed board. “Go straight to my house after class this afternoon.” Stiffly lit up the phone, the reminder on the screen wrote Liam’s birthday. I remember this day forever. Halfway through Liam’s birthday, the entire villa area suddenly lost power, and the repair was delayed for a long time. I went back to my own home in the dark, and Lucas followed behind to see me off. “You heard it too, right?” The exact same dialogue as in memory. “The two of them kissed secretly.” I opened the door, squatting down in the entryway groping to change shoes. “Very normal, they are a couple.” Liam got a boyfriend in his freshman year, his roommate, and the relationship was very stable. I was long used to their occasional PDA as if no one else was there. Lucas didn’t mean to leave. He leaned against the door, expression unclear. “Leo, I remember your first kiss hasn’t graduated yet, right?” Exact same development as in memory. Next, I should retort in shame and anger: “So what, none of your business.” Then he would say mercifully: “So pitiful, how about you beg me? I can reluctantly help you out.” The help he meant was pressing me against the wall and kissing until the power was restored and the lights came on. Afterwards, he explained that it was too dark that night, sensory emotions were infinitely amplified, and stimulated by the sticky sounds of Liam’s pair, acted on impulse, hoping I wouldn’t take it to heart. My heart was moved messily, hearing this, it sank silently. To hide disappointment, I could only pretend to be open-minded and agree: Yes, yes, two boys kissing is nothing, no different from kissing pork. Back to reality, here Lucas saw me silent for a long time, laughed: “What, embarrassed to admit?” “No.” I denied, “It’s gone.” Lucas was stunned, unbelievable. “With whom? Are you dating?” After asking, he answered himself, “Impossible, Liam said you’ve been single. Oh~ you mean that time in kindergarten? That little girl with pigtails? “Leo, that counts as a fart first kiss. Kissing of course has to be with someone you like…” Voice stopped abruptly. Lucas was right about one thing, darkness does amplify perception, like now, I clearly felt his breathing was momentarily messy. “Hmm?” Very curious about what he would say next, I pretended to realize suddenly, “So that’s it, then the first kiss is indeed still there, any problem?” Lucas fell silent. After a long time, he stammered: “Then do you need… need me…” “Need you for what?” He fell silent again, took a deep breath. “Hearing them like that, don’t you have an impulse… want to kiss too?” I stared tightly in his direction, heard myself say: “No.” Actually very much want to. But I also knew, no matter what choice I made in this scene, it wouldn’t affect the future outcome. So what if it’s meaningless, I just wanted to confirm that these years weren’t my unrequited love alone. Lucas ran out of excuses. The two fell into a stalemate. I relented first: “Okay actually a little bit, but you also said, this kind of thing only counts if done with someone you like.” Am I someone you like? “You can imagine me as the person you like.” Lucas approached me, hot breath pressing down, “Like that junior sister in your club, you’re interested in her, right? Heard you asked her out for several meals alone, haven’t got her yet?” Junior sister? Graduated for so many years, I almost forgot this person. Recalling slightly, seemed to have participated in a competition together as a team, no other contact. “Guessed right?” Lucas raised his hand and pinched my chin, the force inexplicably a bit strong. “No…” A slight click suddenly sounded above, the next second, the field of vision brightened. I closed my eyes involuntarily. “The light is on.” Lucas stared at me, eyes deep. He raised his hand to cover my eyes, “Not on.” Warm and soft pressed against lips, slowly grinding deeper. I wanted to ask him, did the clumsy and dull me miss a lot. When did you start liking me? Why couldn’t we be a bit braver? Everything is too late. I couldn’t bear to push him away. Ask after it ends. When this kiss ends, I will confirm his feelings properly. Then even if we can’t be together, there will be no regrets. But when I opened my eyes, I was no longer in the entryway. A colleague supported me walking towards the hotel room, Lucas’s voice came from behind. “Why drink so much?”

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Relatives partnered up to start a business and made five hundred million dollars. But when it came time to divide the dividends, my dad ended up owing fifty thousand. When Uncle Richard called everyone together to collect their dividends, he suddenly pulled out a big cardboard box, “This year we’ll distribute the dividends in a more exciting way.” The relatives looked at each other, wondering what was different from usual. Uncle Richard threw the cardboard box on the table, “There are words on the slips of paper inside. You get however much you draw.” Half of the company’s shares were in Uncle Richard’s hands. Although the relatives looked helpless, they could only do as they were told. Just as my dad reached out to draw, Uncle Richard slapped his hand away. “It costs five thousand dollars to draw once. The grand prize inside is five million dollars. A small investment for a big return, you won’t lose out.” Uncle Richard watched us draw one cent in turn and said sarcastically, “Don’t say I didn’t put the grand prize in there!” Saying that, he reached into the box and pulled out ten thousand dollars. When my family’s account balance turned to zero, my dad knelt before me crying, asking me what to do. My mom was also complaining about my dad’s incompetence on the side. I watched the smug Uncle Richard and stepped forward. “Uncle Richard, I’ll draw on behalf of my dad.” 1 “You’ve never been as good as your brother since you were little. Now you’ve lost all the family fortune just drawing for dividends. Marrying you was the worst luck of my life!” My dad knelt on the ground crying, my mom’s fists pounding on him one by one. “I just wanted to trade five thousand for five million, to get more money for our family. I didn’t expect my luck to be so bad. Fifty thousand dollars only drew two cents. Now even the money for Jason’s surgery is gone…” I looked at Uncle Richard sitting arrogantly in the chair and spoke, “I’ll draw on behalf of my dad.” Just after I told Uncle Richard I wanted to draw, Dad thought I was delirious from losing too much money. He hurriedly pulled me aside to persuade me, “Claire, come back quickly. Our family has no money left, don’t try to be a hero!” I patted Dad’s back to tell him to relax. Everyone spent a hundred thousand dollars drawing these slips, and the total amount drawn was only a few hundred dollars. It would be one thing if only Dad had bad luck, but it’s not an accident if everyone has bad luck. I realized he must have done something to the box and walked straight forward. Uncle Richard looked contemptuous, “We are all shareholders representing our families to draw dividends. What are you, a kid, joining in the fun for? Besides, do you have money?” Hearing this, I took out my phone and fiddled with it, borrowing from all possible platforms, plus the scholarships I saved from school. I showed the phone screen to Uncle Richard, “It adds up to more than forty thousand. That should be enough for me to draw a few times.” Dad pounced forward trying to snatch my phone, but I dodged sideways. “You child, if you don’t draw anything, our family will really fall apart!” Aunt Susan also advised earnestly on the side, “Claire, don’t draw. Look, I only drew fifty dollars with thirty thousand. With so many slips inside, who knows if there’s a grand prize.” Uncle Richard pointed at Aunt Susan’s nose and scolded, “You damn woman, so much trouble. Daring to slander my character.” He stiffened his neck, looking unconvinced, “All the dividends from this project are in there, including my share! I kindly wanted to distribute more money to you, don’t slander people!” “I originally thought whoever was lucky would take the grand prize. Now you blame me because you can’t draw it yourself!” “I’ll draw one on the spot for you to see right now!” Uncle Richard said and reached into the box to grope around. Not long after, Uncle Richard took out the selected slip. “Look clearly, I also took it randomly. See if it’s really your bad luck!” He said as he unfolded the slip in his hand. Ten thousand dollars was clearly written on the paper. The surrounding relatives exclaimed instantly, “So there really is a prize, we just didn’t touch it.” Uncle Richard sat in the chair with his legs crossed, looking smug, “See! Whoever wants to draw a prize, bring me the money!” The relatives’ eyes were eager, but they dared not draw again because they had lost too much before. I fiddled with my phone and transferred five thousand dollars to Uncle Richard. “Money transferred. I want to try drawing once.” Uncle Richard pointed to his side with a cigarette in his mouth. “The box is here, hurry up and draw. I want to see what new tricks a different person can have.” 2 First draw. I sat upright in front of Uncle Richard and looked at him, “I want to see how my luck is today.” Saying that, I reached my hand into the big box and stirred it for full three minutes. Uncle Richard rolled his eyes and shrugged, “Hurry up. No matter how much you touch, it’s just that little stuff. If you ruin the paper by touching it, how can others draw!” I touched a slip from the box and threw it casually on the table, not in a hurry to open it. Uncle Richard looked me up and down and joked, “You little brat, I’m optimistic about you. Don’t tell me you won on the first try!” Hearing this, I smiled and greeted the surrounding relatives to come and see. “Uncle Richard, you said there is a grand prize of five million here. Don’t tell me if I really draw it out, you won’t redeem it for me. You should put the money here first to prove it!” Relatives also nodded one after another, “Who doesn’t know Richard’s family is famously stingy. When taking dividends before, he dragged us for almost half a year.” “Exactly, exactly. Now taking dividends and making this fuss. This is what we deserve, and now we have to spend money to get it.” “He said there was a grand prize himself. So many of us spent so much money and only drew more than three hundred in total.” I didn’t miss the flash of guilt in Uncle Richard’s eyes, but his tone remained tough, “Don’t blame the road for being uneven if you can’t walk. You saw me draw a prize with your own eyes!” I sneered in my heart. Uncle Richard really calculated well. Not only did he want to monopolize all the dividends alone, but he also wanted to empty our family fortune. Seeing that everyone around was staring at him suspiciously, Uncle Richard turned and rummaged through his satchel. Slap. Three bank cards were placed on the table. “This one has fifty thousand, this one has five million, and the last one has fifty million. The passwords are written on the back of the bank cards.” “Whether you can take them away depends on your ability.” I smiled harmlessly at Uncle Richard, “Let’s open the prize.” Under everyone’s gaze, I slowly opened the slip. Thank you for your patronage. Uncle Richard’s burst of laughter was out of place with the sighs of others. “Oh my, my luck is bad. Another round!” “Drawing one by one is boring. Give me five draws, twenty-five thousand!” Dad’s face turned livid at this time, walking over with a serious face, “Claire, if the family savings are gone, we can earn money again. If you owe so much money at a young age, you will be ruined in the future.” Looking at my dad’s graying hair, I squeezed his hand, “It’s okay Dad, don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.” My dad has always cared about face since he was young. As long as someone provokes him, he gets agitated immediately. Uncle Richard is the most successful one in our family, and even has a high status in the whole village. He looked down on my dad from the beginning. In order not to lose face in front of Uncle Richard, Dad lost himself in Uncle Richard’s words and lost everything. Uncle Richard pulled me away from my dad, “I say, brother, the child is grown up and sensible. Don’t restrict her in everything. It’s a good thing for the child to have her own ideas.” “Don’t raise the child to be as shrinking as you.” “If it really doesn’t work, you guys should go home and farm early!” Uncle Richard really understands my dad. He knows my dad can’t stand this the most. Although he said so, the expression on his face betrayed him. I hooked the corners of my mouth and transferred another twenty-five thousand to Uncle Richard’s account. Since Uncle Richard wants to suck our blood to get rich so much, he can’t blame me. 3 Uncle Richard handed the box to me with a beaming smile. “Heh, draw, draw. Hundreds of slips, choose however you want.” I drew five slips as seriously as last time. Groping in the box for a full ten minutes. Reached out and opened the first one. Thank you for your patronage. The second one was still Thank you for your patronage. Dad’s face turned red with anxiety, “Don’t draw anymore Claire! Return the remaining three, Dad will pay the loan for you!” Uncle Richard was immediately unhappy and squeezed my dad aside, “What are you doing! No returns once the bet is placed!” Dad couldn’t care about anything else at this time, “Honey, quickly persuade Claire!” Mom looked indifferent, “The child isn’t anxious, what are you anxious about! We are all a family, why fuss so much?” Dad slapped Mom angrily, “Is Claire your daughter or not? If this continues, her life will be ruined. How will she get married in the future!” Surrounding relatives came over to persuade the fight. Mom glared at Dad and stepped aside covering her face. “Are you still drawing or not? If not, this year’s dividends end here!” Uncle Richard pretended to take the box and leave. I stopped Uncle Richard. “Don’t rush. Haven’t I finished opening yet? Besides, I still have a few thousand in my pocket.” Uncle Richard nodded, “Your daughter is better than you. Your dad is like a sissy. You are more like a man than your dad.” Saying that, I opened the third slip. Five thousand. Dad and the surrounding people exclaimed instantly, “Opened a prize! Really opened a prize!” I cast a reassuring look at Dad. Uncle Richard frowned and muttered in a low voice, “How is this possible? Did something go wrong?” At this moment, I still had two slips in my hand. I opened them one after another under everyone’s attention. The fourth one, Thank you for your patronage. The fifth one, one dollar. Although reluctant, Uncle Richard took out five thousand from his pocket and slapped it on the table. “Don’t say I didn’t give you money. Take it.” I could feel Uncle Richard’s heart bleeding. Taking money out of Uncle Richard’s pocket was simply killing him. Uncle Richard frowned and said nothing. He was about to reach into the box. I pulled Uncle Richard back. “Uncle Richard, we all paid to draw. It’s not good for you to draw directly like this.” “For fairness, you should also take five thousand to draw. You drew once before, adding up to ten thousand.” “You…” Uncle Richard stared at me angrily, speechless for a moment. Seeing all of us looking at him, he was embarrassed to draw directly. Took out ten thousand from his bag and slapped it on the table. “Is it enough now?” “Uncle Richard, please.” I made a gesture inviting him over. Uncle Richard froze as soon as he put his hand into the box. His eyes were red, staring at me fiercely, “What did you do!” 4 We were startled by Uncle Richard’s sudden scream. I looked at Uncle Richard innocently, “I didn’t do anything. Didn’t you watch me draw? What could I do?” I groped in the box for a long time and learned that Uncle Richard had stuck all the grand prizes to the upper part of the cardboard box. And those at the bottom of the box were small prizes not exceeding fifty dollars. I put my hand in the box just now to deliberately swap positions, sticking a bunch of non-winning slips around the box as well. I deliberately drew a five thousand to let Uncle Richard discover the anomaly and reach in to feel for the prize himself. Uncle Richard looked at me as if he wanted to eat people. I pretended not to see anything. Mom was also shocked at this time. Recovering, she walked towards Uncle Richard with concern, “Big brother, what’s wrong with you? Why are you so angry? Harmony breeds wealth.” Uncle Richard pushed Mom away in a rage, “It’s all because of your good daughter!” Although Mom was full of doubts, she didn’t know what happened. In this situation, she couldn’t ask privately. My eyes circled around Mom and Uncle Richard, pondering for a moment. Mom has never cared about Dad so much. Every quarrel is muddying the water. Saying something like a family should know how to be modest. I piled a smile on my face, “Uncle Richard, why are you so angry? Continue the lucky draw dividends!” “Good good good, continue drawing. Now I want to participate too.” Uncle Richard gritted his teeth, “There are hundreds of slips inside. I don’t believe you have so much money to draw them all. When you spend all your money, the fifty million is still mine!” In his anger, Uncle Richard finally exposed his intentions. The relatives looked at Uncle Richard with resentment. I turned sideways to make way for Uncle Richard, “Uncle Richard, please.” Just now, drawing prizes cost a total of thirty thousand. Now I have fifteen thousand left in my hand, only enough for three draws. I transferred this little surplus money to Uncle Richard, “Give me three more times.” Uncle Richard was wealthy and generous. He took out a bank card from another bag, “Here is the money your dad and those aunts transferred to me.” “I have withdrawn it to the card. A total of one hundred thousand. Enough for me to draw twenty times!” “Then I’ll go first. I only draw three times.” Uncle Richard waved his hand to let me go ahead. First slip, ten dollars. Second and third slips were both Thank you for your patronage. Uncle Richard breathed a sigh of relief, “You are all small fights. As long as I throw enough money, the grand prize will eventually be mine.” I sighed and shook my head, “My luck is no good. Uncle Richard, you do it.” Uncle Richard was disdainful. He reached into the box and dug for three minutes before getting all twenty slips. He sat and looked at them one by one slowly. With every one opened, the gloom on his face increased. Ten minutes passed. Fourteen Thank you for your patronage, four one-cents, one five-dollar, and one fifty-dollar. Uncle Richard banged the table angrily, suddenly changing to a smile thinking of something. “You have no money either, right? Since no one has money, I’m taking the grand prize away?” I looked at Uncle Richard, “I still want to draw!”

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In the office, the boss was discussing with HR in Korean: “Let Vice President Willa resign voluntarily before International Women’s Day. It can save fifty dollars in holiday gifts.” “If she refuses to leave, block her reimbursements. Her grandfather has a tumor and needs money badly.” I clenched the contract in my hand. They didn’t know—I had taught myself Korean and had long reached level T5. Since they are so ruthless, I don’t need to be polite anymore. It’s time to take the core technology and start my own business… 1 After the morning meeting, I walked out of the boss’s office. Thinking back to how they discussed firing me in Korean right in front of me, treating me like a fool, they were probably still smug about tricking me, right? It’s laughable that they didn’t know I had already taught myself Korean to T5 level! I knew all their schemes. Passing by the break room, I suddenly heard people discussing me inside. “Director Lee from the tech department left to start his own business. Why didn’t he take Willa, whom he relied on the most?” “Why else? Willa has no ability and no value, right? The new company didn’t want her. Only our boss is kind enough to let her stay in the company and leech off.” Listening to the slander inside, anger rose in my heart, but I couldn’t refute it. Could I rush in and shout loudly: Director Lee invited me privately before he left, offering me a monthly salary of $5,000 and the position of tech director, but I rejected it? Then I heard them continue: “If she has no ability, why is she so aggressive every day? Daring to challenge the boss?” “That’s why she’s still single at 35. What man can stand her…” “Do you know what’s the funniest part? A few days ago, I heard from the HR director that Willa, a vice president, has been with the company for 6 years and her salary is only $1,500! Haha, the new employees I recruited this year have a monthly salary of $2,000.” $1,500? $2,000? Hearing this accidentally, I was furious. The company strictly prohibits employees from discussing salaries with each other. I have adhered to this rule for so many years, but I didn’t expect to be exploited by the boss to this extent! Thinking of the new employees in the tech department who knew nothing, only knew how to leech, yet had a higher monthly salary than me, a vice president, I couldn’t bear it anymore and wanted to rush to the boss’s office to question him. My angry steps suddenly stopped. After a long while, I sighed dejectedly and walked back to my desk with heavy steps. What’s the use of making a scene? The boss and directors had long suspected that I was a mole left by Director Lee and couldn’t wait to kick me out. But I didn’t want to leave this company. 2 Although I was ostracized after Director Lee left, and the boss cut my salary and suppressed me, this company had one advantage that other companies couldn’t match. Less than 500 meters east of here is the city’s most famous cancer hospital, where my grandfather is undergoing long-term treatment. It is the critical moment of treatment now, convenient for me to go over and take care of him after work. And I must ensure a fixed income, and I cannot let my grandfather know that I am about to lose my job, otherwise he will definitely refuse to accept the expensive treatment plan. This is why I didn’t leave with Director Lee when he invited me with a high salary. After Director Lee resigned, I took over the unfinished project team. From market research to planning to three sets of proposals, even the final event host script was written by me. The final draft submitted last week was unanimously approved by the board of directors. Once implemented, it can bring at least ten million in profit to the company. I thought these could win back the boss’s trust, and the value I created was enough to raise my salary partly. But today the boss discussed forcing me to resign with the HR director in Korean in front of me, just to save $50 in holiday fees! I have worked conscientiously for six years, bringing at least ten million in profit to the company, yet I don’t deserve a ridiculous $50! In that case, don’t blame me for being impolite. There are three days left before International Women’s Day, enough for me to prepare a big gift for them. Just as I was planning to counterattack the boss, I was called to the boss’s office again. “Willa, this is Dr. Zhao, who returned from overseas. He will be responsible for leading the overall work of the tech department in the future. He is not very familiar with our company yet, you have to cooperate with him well.” This is stealing my thunder! The project that no one was optimistic about after Director Lee left was thrown to me. I worked overtime alone for a month, and unexpectedly it passed the board’s decision and became the company’s leading project this year. Now that the plan is about to be implemented, I am suddenly kicked out and replaced? The boss spoke straightforwardly, not caring about my feelings at all, nor did he communicate with me, the vice president of the tech department, in advance. The grievances and exclusion I suffered in the past month surged into my heart instantly. I could endure their whispering and pointing behind my back, pretending not to know. I just played dumb when they created groups and established new R&D teams behind my back. They took away the planning proposal just passed, and I chose to swallow my pride seeing the situation was unclear. Now they are pushing their luck! Thinking I am a soft persimmon, they can manipulate me as they please, not treating me as a human at all. If this goes on, anyone can step on me. Losing power, my plan will be difficult to implement! 3 I said euphemistically: “Boss, since you think he is not familiar enough with the company, shouldn’t you not arrange him in the position of tech director?” “Technology leads the market! This is what you have emphasized repeatedly. The importance of the tech department is evident. Is it a bit trifling for you to let a 28-year-old young man who just came out of school be the tech director?” If the boss hired a tech director with qualifications far superior to mine from outside with a high salary, I would have nothing to say and step aside obediently. But Dr. Zhao is a novice, just because he is the boss’s nephew, he wants to stand on my head and dictate to me! Sorry, I can’t accept it! The boss was also annoyed by my questioning that didn’t give him face: “Little Zhao is a Ph.D. from Yale University, much more capable than you, a master from a domestic university! Little Zhao won many planning awards when he was still in school, with a flexible mind and extraordinary talent!” “I’m just notifying you about this, not asking for your opinion. Just cooperate well with the work! Get out.” I sneered. What gold content do school planning awards have? I also won a state-level design award during my school days. Anger surged, but after a while I held it back. For the plan in my heart, I can’t flip the table directly, can’t let the boss detect that he is about to lose all this. Yes, I didn’t plan to leave with resentment, but planned to make the boss and a group of parasites here get out in disgrace! Although I am not a top student from Harvard or MIT, my mentor is also a top figure in the field of food additives. Although retired, his students are everywhere. My senior fellow apprentice sister opened a food additive company—ZEUS, which became the industry leader with my mentor’s patented technology. It is the ZEUS Group President who is currently discussing acquisition with the boss. And I have long been promised by the senior sister to be the executive director of the branch company! Since the boss likes laying off staff before International Women’s Day so much, I will satisfy his last preference. Will he be very happy to receive the dismissal notice on International Women’s Day? 4 I stayed here to select talents for the establishment of the new company. Now this timing is suitable for me to see clearly the warmth and coldness of human feelings. Therefore, I absolutely cannot announce this news now. I pretended to compromise: “Boss, I have been with the company for 6 years, and I also led the planning of a big project this year. Can I get a raise?” The boss was stunned, seemingly not expecting me to make such a request: “Raise? Didn’t I raise your salary by $20 every year? Why didn’t I raise it for you this year? How did Little Liu handle things? Go call her!” Looking at the boss’s matter-of-fact look, I was angry enough to laugh. “Boss, you don’t think $20 a year is a lot, do you? Should I be grateful and devoted to you for this paltry sum?” “Don’t play dumb with me. Although it is strictly forbidden to inquire about other people’s salary income within the company, I still understand the general salary status of our food additive industry. I have been in the industry for 10 years and with you for 6 years. Asking for a salary of $2,500 is not excessive!” The boss laughed loudly: “$2,500? Based on you, an ordinary master’s student? Or based on you being the apprentice of a traitor? Weigh yourself piece by piece to see if you are worth this money! Do it if you want, get out if you don’t!” The boss’s straightforward “look down” made my face turn green and white. Dr. Zhao also looked me up and down with critical eyes. In their eyes, I seemed like a clown at this moment! I pretended to swallow my pride and left the office, but the boss misunderstood that I was afraid and laughed arrogantly behind my back. “Haha, still dare to clamor with me! Little Zhao, did you see? Dealing with such old employees requires being tough! A bunch of cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong!” “I suppressed her arrogance for you today. Arrange heavy and tiring work for her in the future. You just need to grasp the general direction! If she dares to disobey, tell me, I have plenty of ways to punish her!” “Just an old woman nobody wants. Her previous leader didn’t take her when he went out to open a company. I gave her a meal and she didn’t know how to be grateful, and dared to bark at me, humph!” Because of this scene, the whole company knew that I had become a marginalized person. Those who used to curry favor with me because of my outstanding ability retreated one after another, all pretending not to know me well, afraid of being implicated and leaving a bad impression in the boss’s heart. I sneered in my heart: A group of snobs! You tried every way to curry favor, but in the end your fate will be just like mine. Relationship hires can be parachuted in anytime! These people will not be within the selection scope of my new company. Just as I was sorting out the usual attendance and overtime records, finance suddenly called: “Little Wang, your reimbursement materials for last month are unqualified and cannot be reimbursed.” Little Wang? So I’m not Director Wang anymore? It seems that those hitting a person when they’re down have come. 5 Because of work reasons, the finance manager had many conflicts with me. Before, I was valued by the leadership and made him suffer many times. This time can be considered a turn of fortune. I took a deep breath and went to the finance office. “Manager Sun, where are the reimbursement materials unqualified? I’ll fix it.” The finance manager glanced at me and took my pile of reimbursement forms. “Logistics personnel do not have gas subsidies. Before, your tech department Director Lee abused his power and approved your gas fee reimbursement. From now on, everything will follow the rules and regulations, so this $50 gas fee cannot be reimbursed!” I said angrily: “This is the gas money I spent going to City K to deliver materials for the boss. It belongs to official business travel. Why can’t it be reimbursed?” The finance manager sneered: “You say it is, so it is? Who knows if you used the public car for private purposes?” I retorted: “I usually only ride an electric scooter to work! Besides, the key to the public car is in the administration’s hands. How do I have the chance to use it privately?” The finance manager threw the pile of reimbursement forms disdainfully. “I say it can’t be reimbursed means it can’t. If you have the ability, go find the boss to sign! Or… heh, your new tech director signing is also fine. Go back and fill out the reimbursement form again, hand it over before off work, no waiting after time!” After speaking, he looked at me mockingly, his eyes clearly saying: “I’m just making things difficult for you, what can you do to me? Who can you find to help you?” I went to find the boss angrily. Now the new company has not been established yet, and grandpa needs a large amount of medical expenses every day. Every penny of mine must be spent wisely. “Boss, please sign to reimburse the money for gas for my business trip last month.” The boss took the form and frowned: “What gas fee do you need to report? How come I don’t remember arranging a business trip for you?” I reminded him coldly: “Last Saturday of last month, I was accompanying my grandfather for chemotherapy in the hospital. You called me to immediately go to City K to deliver a document to the client! I drove there, and brought drunk you back at 12 am.” The boss suddenly realized: “Oh, there was such a thing.” Saying that, he picked up a pen and pretended to sign: “But Little Wang, I remember our company’s reimbursement rule is no overdue reimbursement, right? These are expenses from last month. Signing for you will make it difficult for finance.” I didn’t expect reimbursing a mere $50 expense would be so troublesome! At this moment, I completely gave up on this company and the boss, wishing to make him get lost immediately! The evidence I organized is enough to ruin his reputation. Presumably, he is still fantasizing about becoming a major shareholder of ZEUS Group, right? It doesn’t matter, there are three days left, I endure.

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Life has entered a countdown, and I’ve started to rot. Giving up the hustle and bustle of the big city, I returned to a small town. I heard from a neighbor that the local police handle a wide range of business. Neighbors can go to them for anything, including collecting bodies and arranging burials. I’m afraid one day I’ll fall asleep and never wake up, and no one will arrange my funeral. Unexpectedly, I went to the police station. And saw my ex-boyfriend who I broke up with six years ago. When enemies meet, their eyes turn red. He didn’t give me a good face and told me to get out. I had no way out, so I could only bite the bullet: “I can’t get out for the time being, can you wait a little longer?” With him around. It will be lively after I die. After all, he said it. The day I get my retribution and die, he will buy fireworks to celebrate. 1 The first day I returned to my hometown. I busied myself tidying up the house. Then I lay in bed waiting for death. Suddenly, a neighbor lady knocked on the door. She brought me homemade pastries. And enthusiastically told me: “Young lady, you are at home alone. If you encounter any trouble, go to the police station at the corner of the street.” “After all, you are a young girl at home, you need to pay more attention to safety. I have Officer Miller’s WeChat. Why don’t you add him? If something happens, you can contact him.” “And you should be about the same age as him. Maybe you can make a good match.” Aunt Zhou covered her mouth and teased. It doesn’t matter if it’s a match or not. Anyway, I only have the last month to live. Don’t delay others. Now I just hope to have someone to help me handle my funeral. After thinking about it, I think this proposal is feasible. Maybe there will be a place to rely on this police officer in the future. Aunt Zhou quickly pushed Officer Miller’s WeChat over. His WeChat profile picture is a girl with her back to the light. Still talking about making a good match. Maybe he already has a girl he likes. I applied to add friends. Soon, the other party sent a question mark. Are police officers so cold nowadays? Looking again, I noticed that I forgot to enter the verification information. I re-entered: “Hello, I’m Chloe Jiang, a resident who just moved back to the small town.” Now, he should agree. However, this time he didn’t reply again. Until the evening, when I almost forgot about this matter. He suddenly said: “What crazy are you sending?” 2 I was stunned. Why did he scold me? I found Aunt Zhou. Confirmed again and again, only to be sure that I didn’t add the wrong person. “Auntie, does this police officer have a bad temper?” “How is it possible? Officer Miller is cold-faced but kind-hearted. When we encounter things, he actively helps.” That’s strange. I didn’t provoke him, why scold me? I patiently explained the reason for adding him as a friend. But he still didn’t reply for a long time. Aunt Zhou gave a solution, “It’s okay, I’m free tomorrow, I’ll take you to get familiar with them. It will be convenient to ask them for help in the future.” The sky darkened. My body can’t stand staying up late. After sincerely thanking her. I went back to wash and rest. But lying in bed, I couldn’t sleep no matter what. My muddled brain was a little confused. The room I live in now is the one I lived in when I was a child. I didn’t tidy up other rooms. Especially Grandma’s room. I couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning in bed. Suddenly, my nose felt a little hot. Reached out and touched it. My finger was stained with sticky blood. I was completely awake at once. By the moonlight coming through the window. I covered my still bleeding nose and struggled to turn over and sit up. I fumbled to the bathroom. Turned on the light only to find that my pajamas had been stained with blood. I familiarly dealt with the bleeding nose. Brain was dizzy for a while. I held onto the washbasin firmly, looking at myself in the mirror. Scattered long hair messily stuck to my face. Face was pale and bloodless. When the dizziness faded, I began to clean up the blood stains on my body. Fortunately, I chose to return to my hometown. Otherwise, if the patients in the hospital saw me like this, they would feel distressed again. They always said that I was young and it was unfair for God to let me get this disease. Subconsciously, they would feel sorry for me and take care of me. I like getting along with them. But I can’t stand the person who was smiling with me the day before. The next day, only a gray cold name remains. So I chose to come back. My head hurt badly, and I couldn’t sleep lying in bed, so I walked to the balcony. Unexpectedly, I saw Aunt Zhou, who went out for a walk after dinner, being sent back limping. I subconsciously wanted to call her. And the man supporting her impressively raised his head. There was a bright street lamp by the road. The light was dazzling. I don’t know if something was wrong with my eyes. I couldn’t see his face clearly. 3 I rubbed my eyes fiercely. He was still standing there. Just in his eyes, perhaps there was disgust and indifference. I shook for a moment. I think, maybe my illness is serious again. I actually saw Lucas Miller. The way he looked at me was just like when we broke up six years ago. With hatred and unwillingness. That day should have been his happiest time. Because he received the admission notice from the National Defense University. He happily came to share the joy with me, but I interrupted his happiness and cruelly said: “Let’s break up.” He was stunned and said in disbelief: “What did you say?” “I said, let’s break up, I’m tired of it, I don’t want to be with you anymore.” He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling: “Chloe Jiang, are you playing for real?” That day, we made it very ugly. Said a lot of heartbreaking words to each other. He is just like now. Looking at my eyes, wishing he could strangle me to death. Reacting over, I realized. The person standing downstairs is really him. Hot sweat emerged from my back. Don’t know why, I felt a little guilty. Fortunately, he didn’t stand long before leaving. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. My legs were weak. In these six years. I have imagined countless times what it would be like when we meet again. Only didn’t expect it would be like this. 4 The next day, the enthusiastic Aunt Zhou took me to the police station at the corner of the street. She introduced the policemen working here to me one by one. When her eyes stopped on the tall man wearing a blue police uniform. I paused. “Little Jiang, this is Officer Miller I mentioned to you. He is responsible for our area. You can find him if you have anything in the future.” Lucas looked cold and his eyes were unwavering. It was like, it was the first time meeting me. I held out my hand and greeted him, “Hello, Officer Miller.” He looked indifferent, as if saying: What are you pretending. He stood in place, no action. I felt slightly embarrassed and withdrew my hand. Fortunately, Aunt Zhou was coordinating nearby. She mentioned adding friends. Lucas reluctantly took out his mobile phone, but his voice was cold to the extreme, “When you look for me, you’d better have something.” I know. He meant for me not to annoy him like before. I nodded and said sincerely: “Don’t worry, I will only find you when I am about to die.” Otherwise, no one will handle my funeral. Lucas’s fingertips paused slightly, and his eyes were fierce. “Better be like that.” 5 His eyes were like a sharp sword, stabbing me. Didn’t expect that after six years, he still hated me so much. Good, with him around. I’m relieved. After all, he once said. When the day comes that I get my retribution and die, he will set off fireworks to celebrate. In that way, when I leave, it won’t be lonely.

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When I was seventeen, I had a secret crush. My family was poor, so to buy him a birthday gift, I saved money for a whole year. The day my mom had her accident, I left school early. Just in time to hear him laughing and saying to his friend: “This thing? Even the third prize at a restaurant is better than this.” His friend laughed loudly and said: “I know you don’t care for it, Ethan, so give it to me. I can sell it and pay for a few internet cafe sessions.” “You want it? Then take it.” Ethan Vance threw it to him with disgust, and his gaze met mine. Later, at a class reunion, I heard that Ethan Vance had been looking for me for eight years. 1 When my eyes met Ethan’s, his expression stiffened slightly. The male classmate holding the watch scratched his head awkwardly and said, “Do… do you want it back?” I looked at the watch in his hand, which was mishandled and obviously not cherished. The watch wasn’t great, costing around a hundred dollars, but I had saved for nearly a year. It was saved dollar by dollar from my lunch money. My gaze fell on Ethan’s wrist; he was wearing a watch today. I couldn’t recognize the brand, but I was certain that the watch on his wrist was much better than the one I gave him. I silently took the watch from Ethan’s friend, looked at Ethan, and said slowly, “Sorry, I’ll handle it myself.” Ethan lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and remained silent. I rubbed the watch in my hand in embarrassment, turned around, and walked away. Passing the first trash can at the school gate, I hardened my heart and threw the watch directly into the trash can. I turned back and glanced at him. He lifted his eyelids nonchalantly, a smile on his lips, his eyes full of mockery. I was stunned and lowered my eyes. It was humiliating, my secret crush. At that time, I didn’t know that this look from Ethan would become my nightmare. 2 When I got home, my dad was sitting at the door, a cheap cigarette in his mouth, his face full of sorrow. My mom wasn’t there. He handed me a report saying my mom had breast cancer. My dad took a hard drag on his cigarette and said, “The treatment for breast cancer costs tens of thousands. Your mom and I discussed it… we won’t treat it.” “Your mom said she wants to eat the braised ribs I make. You go buy some, and I’ll pick your mom up later.” I didn’t believe it. I flipped through the report repeatedly, my voice trembling, “Is it confirmed? There are many misdiagnoses for this kind of thing. I’ll take mom to check again tomorrow. This must be a misdiagnosis…” I looked at my dad stubbornly. My dad’s eyes were red. He just looked at me and didn’t speak. At that moment, my tears flowed down uncontrollably. Finally, I cried and said, “I won’t go to school anymore. Let’s treat mom’s illness.” My dad lowered his head. I knew my dad was no less sad than I was. My dad was disabled in his right leg. At that time, only my mom was willing to be with him, didn’t despise him, and always encouraged him. Although our family was poor, my dad and mom were very loving. In middle school, classmates started to have their own beliefs. I asked my dad, “Dad, what’s your belief?” My dad didn’t understand what belief meant, so I explained it to him briefly. He scratched his head embarrassedly and said, “My belief is your mom.” Later… I also had my belief. I wanted to grow up, make money, and take my dad and mom to see the world. Now my dad’s belief has collapsed. So has mine. I held my dad’s hand and said to myself, “I won’t study anymore. I’ll go to work. Let’s go to the big city to treat mom’s illness.” My dad smoked and didn’t speak. But I had already decided. I asked my dad to pick up my mom, then packed up to go to the city. I went back to school myself. 3 It started to rain halfway. Pedestrians on the road were rushing, trying to avoid the heavy rain. Only then did I dare to cry, rain and tears mixing together. When I arrived at school, there was almost no one there. I reached out towards the dirty trash can. The foul and pungent smell kept surging up. I searched several times, but the watch I threw away wasn’t there. I bit my lip, wanting to slap myself for throwing the watch away. Selling it could have gotten me some money! I searched for several hours, turning over every piece of trash in the can, but there was no watch. I walked home in despair. At this time, there were no people on the street. The rain was heavy, hitting my body painfully. When I got home, my dad hadn’t come back yet. The usually warm home now felt cold to me. I waited and waited… Finally, I only waited for someone rushing to tell me: “Your dad and your mom jumped into the river!” That year, I was a senior in high school, lost both parents, and became an orphan. 4 Eight years have passed, and I still can’t forget what happened that day. I sat up from the bed, turned on my phone, and found it was only 4 a.m. I called out softly and aggrievedly to the empty room: “Dad, Mom…” As usual, there was no response. I lowered my head. For eight years… They refused to come see me even once. In my dreams, there was only Ethan with a smile on his lips and mockery in his eyes, asking me with a laugh: “Have you no shame? Hannah.” Every time I shouted loudly that I had shame, the dream ended. I couldn’t sleep anymore, so I got up to pack. After numbly handling my parents’ funeral back then, I left that place. Went to a new city, working while studying. Studying and working at the same time was really bitter. But I didn’t dare let myself stop. Once I stopped, I wanted to cry. I went to the hospital. The doctor said I had moderate depression and needed someone to lead me out of that day. But there was no such person… Leaving for 8 years, in recent years I wanted to go back more and more, to see the river where my parents jumped. I wanted to jump down and ask why they were so cruel. I was really tired… Since I was going back anyway, I didn’t reject those classmates from back then anymore. So when the class monitor asked if I was going to the class reunion, I was the first to say yes. I haven’t spoken in the group chat for 8 years. Classmates were also deleted cleanly. Including Ethan Vance. 5 Buying the earliest high-speed train ticket, my mood was very relaxed. For eight years, not a single day was more relaxed than now. I admired the scenery outside the window and smiled while talking to the young couple in the seat next to me. The girl said: “Sister, you don’t know, it was so hard for me to pursue him back then. He had many girls chasing him, but I persisted for two years. Now I’m taking him to meet my parents!” “Sister, are you so happy because you’re going home too? I feel the wind on the way to see parents is sweet.” I was silent for a moment, then forced a smile and said, “Mm, I’m going home too.” “Going home… to see parents.” I said the latter words very quietly, only I could hear them. But this sentence pleased me. I would soon… be able to see my parents. I hummed a song all the way. Getting off the high-speed train, I went directly to the place booked by the class monitor. 6 When I arrived, almost everyone was there. As soon as I entered, it became instantly quiet inside. I sat down by myself at the place closest to the door. I put away the smile on my face. The class monitor pushed his glasses and broke the silence: “Hannah, you’re here?” I nodded. Zoe, a girl who didn’t get along with me before, tutted eccentrically and said: “Yo, isn’t this the hardest-to-invite top student Hannah? Seeing your face makes me eat one less bowl of rice. Someone remind Ethan not to come today…” No one knew the reason why I dropped out back then. But the fact that I liked Ethan and gave him gifts, they all knew. The girl sitting next to Zoe pulled her. The class monitor also frowned and said: “Say less. Ethan has been looking for Hannah for eight years. Tell him, and he will only be happy.” Zoe chuckled and said: “Ethan is kind. Who knew he had to apologize for not liking someone…” “Looking for eight years was just to apologize to Hannah.” “Is it wrong not to like someone? Who doesn’t know Hannah transferred schools because Ethan embarrassed her? You make it sound like Ethan likes her.” “Doesn’t Ethan have someone he likes? Heard she’s a rich and beautiful girl. Besides being good-looking, what is worth remembering about Hannah? A disabled dad? A family poor as church mice?” “Come on…” Zoe said more and more excessively, and others frowned. I stood up, my expression not angry, “I won’t eat. You don’t have to worry about not being able to eat. I just came to see everyone. Now that I’ve seen you, I’m leaving.” After saying this, I opened the door and walked out. The class monitor chased out. He grabbed my hand, his expression serious: “Ethan really looked for you for eight years. Won’t you wait for him?” Ethan’s appearance appeared in my mind. Very handsome, nice eyes. But when looking at me, his eyes had no emotion, and his mouth held a mocking smile. I shook my head and said with a smile: “I’m in a hurry. When you see him, help me say sorry. Really… very sorry.” The class monitor froze in place.

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My five-year-old daughter claimed in front of the whole family that she was reborn. She said: “In two minutes, Mom will personally hand me over to human traffickers and gouge out my eyes.” Everyone thought my daughter was talking nonsense, but two minutes later, she really disappeared. When she was found again, her eyes were just a bloody mess. I held my daughter and rushed her to the hospital, but she said: “In the next second, Mom will fake a car accident to kill me completely because she suspects I’m not her biological child.” Sure enough, the next second, a truck overturned the ambulance. Now, the whole family began to believe that my daughter was really reborn. I crawled out desperately, just wanting to save my daughter, but was grabbed angrily by my husband, beaten up, and thrown on the roadside, left to bleed profusely. My daughter was saved. She said: “Mom is a mistress. She got pregnant with me on purpose to steal Dad away from Auntie Jessica. She doesn’t love me at all.” The whole family felt extremely distressed for my daughter. My husband immediately proposed a divorce and kicked me out of the house. I lived on the streets and eventually died of an infected wound in a garbage dump. When I woke up again, I was back to the day my daughter said she was reborn. 1 “I am reborn and can predict the future.” My five-year-old daughter’s childish voice rang in my ears. I opened my eyes and found her standing on the table arrogantly with her hands on her hips. The whole family sat together, treating it as a five-year-old’s innocent remark, and no one took it seriously. But I felt a chill down my spine. In my previous life, it was this sentence from my daughter that led to my tragic death on the roadside. Touching the healed wounds on my body, the pain was still fresh in my memory. My mother-in-law chimed in, “Yes, yes, yes, our Nina is a prophet, and she will definitely accomplish great things in the future.” But my mother-in-law’s perfunctory attitude caused my daughter’s dissatisfaction, and she shouted loudly. “I am really reborn. In my previous life, Mom killed me and personally sent me to human traffickers.” “My eyes will also be gouged out, and I will become blind.” My daughter stared at me angrily, as if it were true. Her words immediately caused my father-in-law’s dissatisfaction, “Hey, what nonsense are you talking about, child? Watched too many cartoons, haven’t you?” Hearing my father-in-law’s words, my daughter threw herself into my mother-in-law’s arms with a grieved look. “Grandma, I didn’t lie. Mom is a bad person, I don’t want to die.” “Children’s words carry no harm, why take it seriously? Why scold the child?” Seeing my mother-in-law spoiling the child so much, I couldn’t help sneering. What a “children’s words carry no harm.” If I hadn’t died because of my daughter’s mouth in my previous life, I might really have believed it. After my mother-in-law finished talking to my father-in-law, she turned to look at me again. “Sarah, don’t just stand there like a fool. I think the salt in the kitchen is gone. Go downstairs and buy a pack.” I nodded, thinking about how to deal with my daughter, and was just about to go out. Just then, my daughter looked at me in horror. “Ah? Mom is going out to contact human traffickers. Mom, don’t take me away!” My daughter’s sudden reaction worried my mother-in-law, who immediately hugged her tightly. “Oh my, what’s wrong with this child today? Why is she always talking nonsense?” I stopped at the door, looking at my daughter curled up in my mother-in-law’s arms, and then glanced at the wall clock. At this time, it was one minute away from the time my daughter said I would hand her over to human traffickers. Previously, because I was worried that my daughter was frightened, I didn’t go out to buy things but let my mother-in-law go instead. As a result, when she stayed with me, she said she had a stomachache and wanted to go to the toilet. After I sent her to the bathroom, she disappeared. Recalling it now, I still find it bizarre. It wasn’t until the human traffickers called for ransom that we knew our daughter was really kidnapped. At that time, the police sent specialists to check the toilet, but they still didn’t know how a five-year-old child could appear a hundred miles away within an hour. I hesitated for half a second, closed the door, took out my phone, and called my husband Ethan White. “Hello, remember to bring a pack of salt back when you get off work. Our daughter is making a fuss at home, maybe she is sick.” Ethan’s impatient voice came from the other end of the phone, “Damn, I’m busy negotiating with clients. What are you doing at home? Buy it yourself!” After speaking, he hung up the phone. I wasn’t annoyed either, turned around and entered the room. 2 “Mom, I think Nina might be frightened. Let’s accompany her in the living room.” “I’ll make an appointment with a psychologist to come and see her later.” My mother-in-law frowned as soon as she heard it. “Is it necessary to make such a fuss? The child is just naughty.” “The child’s health is very important. Mental health is also health. Who calls me a mother?” I pretended to be very worried, walked closer and touched my daughter’s face, then got up and pushed open the bathroom door. “Mom, didn’t I say the toilet needs to be washed often? Look at the cockroaches running around. Just happened that I bought a new insecticide. I’ll spray more. Don’t go to the toilet within three hours, otherwise, it’s easy to get poisoned.” My operation obviously disrupted my daughter’s plan. Her expression was obviously a bit messy. This time, let’s see how you verify your so-called rebirth prophecy. Two minutes passed quickly, and my daughter’s rebirth prophecy was self-defeating. The whole family didn’t take it seriously. Just then, my daughter suddenly shouted. “No, I’m going to poop in my pants.” My mother-in-law became anxious as soon as she heard it. “Oh my, what to do? Sarah, can the toilet be used?” From just now, I noticed my daughter’s eyes wandering, obviously planning something. Looking at her, I took out the basin prepared long ago. “Poop here. The toilet definitely can’t be used.” “I want to use the toilet, don’t want to poop in the basin, or I’ll poop in my pants.” My five-year-old daughter threatened, but I just sneered. “Then poop. Anyway, the toilet can’t be used today. If you poop, I’ll buy you new pants.” My answer left my daughter unsure how to respond, and she shouted. “Mom is a bad person. Grandma, call the police quickly and arrest Mom, otherwise, she will kill me.” “Okay, let your grandma call immediately. When the police come, I’ll say you pooped in your pants.” Seeing me unmoved, my daughter simply pouted and chose to hold her breath, turning her face red in a while. “Oh my, Nina, what are you doing? Open your mouth quickly.” My mother-in-law was really afraid she would suffocate herself, so she hurriedly pried open her mouth. Looking at her angry look, I didn’t feel anxious at all. For my daughter, I think my education has no big problems. Whatever she wants, as long as it is within a reasonable range, I try my best to satisfy her. I tried my best to turn my child into an honest and loving person, but I don’t understand why she turned out like that in the end. Seeing that I wouldn’t relent, my daughter actually held it in and pooped directly in her pants. A foul smell filled the air, and my mother-in-law covered her nose and cursed. “You little bastard, you really pooped.” Saying that, she went to get a basin of water to wash her butt. I didn’t stop her either, just calmly got up and went to the room to get her a new pair of pants. However, when I came out of the room with the pants, I was dumbfounded. I saw my mother-in-law holding the water basin with a blank face, looking at me. My daughter was gone! The living room was empty. My father-in-law was lying on the sofa and had fallen asleep at some point. The pants soiled by my daughter were still on the floor. My mother-in-law couldn’t help but get anxious, searching inside and outside the house, but couldn’t find anyone. No sound of opening or closing the door, no footsteps. A five-year-old child just disappeared bizarrely like this again. “How is this possible?” 3 More anxious than my mother-in-law was me. I clearly knew what would happen next. “Is it really unchangeable?” I gritted my teeth, searching the room desperately trying to find some clues, but still found nothing. I panicked and subconsciously made the exact same choice as in my previous life, calling the police. While waiting for the police, I didn’t stay idle either. I searched the entire community but still didn’t see a trace of my daughter. Unwilling to give up, I requested the property management to retrieve the surveillance video, but there was no footage of my daughter appearing at all. After the police arrived, the subsequent development was almost exactly the same as in my previous life. They also didn’t find any valuable clues, left a sentence asking us to wait patiently, and left. Until I received the video of my daughter’s eyes being gouged out again, I despaired. What should come still came. The human traffickers called home demanding a ransom of one million dollars. Seeing my daughter’s appearance, my mother-in-law cried her eyes out. Ethan also left his work and returned home. When he saw the video of our daughter being abused, he slapped me twice backhand and roared angrily. “I let you take care of the child at home, is this how you take care of her?” “If anything happens to Nina, I’ll make you pay with your life!” If the police weren’t present, Ethan would probably have killed me on the spot. Later, when the police asked again about the anomaly when my daughter disappeared, my father-in-law seemed to suddenly think of something. “I remember Nina said at that time that her mother would personally send her to the human traffickers and gouge out her eyes.” My daughter’s prophecy came true, and my mother-in-law also made a look of sudden realization. “Yes, I happened to be filming a TikTok at that time, and it seems I recorded it.” My mother-in-law took out her phone and showed the video she took today. In the background of the phone, my daughter was standing on the table shouting the sentence that plunged me into the abyss. I was dumbfounded because from beginning to end I didn’t notice when my mother-in-law recorded the video. Before I could fully react, Ethan suddenly rushed up like crazy and grabbed my collar. “That’s your biological daughter. How could you bear it? Are you an animal?” Before the police could pull him away, he kicked me in the chest. I was kicked to the ground, and the severe pain sobered me up instantly. “No, what’s wrong?” My mind raced, until I saw Ethan’s angry and hideous face, I realized instantly. “You believe the nonsense of a five-year-old child?” “Your mom and dad were both at home at the time. Why don’t you say they did it?” Seeing me glaring at them, my mother-in-law seemed a bit guilty, “Yes, Ethan, Sarah was at home with us taking care of Nina the whole time. How could it be her?” “Then what’s going on now?” Ethan wished he could rush up and give me another kick. At this time, the police couldn’t stand it anymore. “Alright, saving the child is important. Why quarrel over a sentence?” The police’s words calmed Ethan down a bit, but he still stared at me deadly. The police asked me to use my phone to dial the trafficker’s number again so they could determine the trafficker’s location. But at this moment, a sentence from my mother-in-law sobered me up instantly. “Don’t know who she learned those words from. Could she really be a reborn person?” I was slightly stunned. If my daughter is a reborn person and has confronted me for so long, could she not discover that I am also reborn? Who is instigating my daughter to lie? 4 “No need to call. I know the trafficker will meet me there.” The police looked at me in confusion. To prevent Ethan from having any abnormalities, I specially pulled the police into a separate room and told him a location. The police didn’t believe it at first, until my phone received a transaction text message from the trafficker, and the agreed location on it was exactly the same as what I said. Although surprised, the police had to listen to my arrangement first to save people. I requested the police to deploy only a small amount of police force at the agreed location for arrest, and at the same time deploy heavy forces to intercept passing vehicles on the way to the hospital. “This won’t work. It’s too dangerous. I have to be responsible for the hostage and my team members.” “What if these traffickers are just ordinary people in disguise? The real murderer is waiting on the road to kill me and my family!” I looked emotional, “I don’t want to watch them die.” The police saw my abnormality. Finally, they agreed to my request, but also stated that if the situation was wrong, they would make adjustments immediately. Actually, I dared to do this because there was a basis. In my previous life, after the police successfully arrested them, they interrogated the traffickers who kidnapped my daughter by surprise and found that they were just a group of college students looking for work. They said someone asked them to act, so they went, but didn’t expect it to be true. I arrived at the location agreed with the traffickers and brought the money. Like in my previous life, the police arrest went smoothly, and my daughter was rescued. Due to serious injuries, my daughter was sent to the hospital for treatment immediately. On the way, I stayed with my daughter all the time. She looked very uncomfortable, and the wounds in her eye sockets had begun to get infected. After all, she was only five years old and my daughter. Seeing her like this, I inevitably felt distressed. This time, without waiting for her to speak first, I finally asked the doubt in my heart. “Nina, tell Mom, did Dad make you do this?” But I didn’t expect that as soon as I finished saying this, my daughter suddenly screamed again. “Ahhhhh, Mom don’t kill me, I was wrong, I will never talk nonsense again.” But at the same time, my daughter secretly stuffed a watch into my hand. With a loud bang, a fully loaded truck rushed towards us without warning. The vehicle my daughter and I were in rolled over. In the end, what should happen still happened. I climbed out of the side window of the ambulance again. The strong dizziness made me feel a bit nauseous. I saw Ethan and my in-laws getting out of the police car in a hurry, rushing over to save people. However, when my daughter was rescued, she had completely stopped talking. Half of the ambulance body was almost crushed, and a medical staff member also died on the spot. The police pulled the truck driver out of the seat and controlled him quickly. “My daughter!” Just when I was looking blank, Ethan’s shrill cry came into my ears. I turned my head and found him holding my daughter’s body crying in despair. That real emotion was definitely not fake. “It’s you, you killed my granddaughter. I just heard it, she begged you not to kill her.” “You return my granddaughter, you return my granddaughter…”

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