At my cousin’s wedding, she announced in front of everyone that I had over a hundred million dollars in savings and demanded that I buy a new house for the newlyweds. She then incited our relatives to pressure me into revealing my secret to wealth. I opened my phone to show them my overdue payment messages, looking helpless. “Megan, have you gone mad with poverty? Where would I get that kind of money?” Two months ago, Megan discovered my social media account. She kept sending me private messages trying to confirm my identity, but I ignored them all, pretending not to see. Over the next few days, my videos were repeatedly reported for no reason. After multiple appeals, the platform finally restored my account. I knew Megan was behind this, but I chose to continue playing dumb. Three days ago, I received an invitation to my cousin’s wedding. I initially planned to just send a cash gift and not attend, but then Grandpa called, saying he missed me and wanted me to come back for sure. Before moving away for middle school, I had always lived with Grandpa. He was very good to me. Realizing that the last time I visited was during the New Year, I decided to make the trip this time. But before going back, I had to make thorough preparations. On the day of the wedding, I rushed to the village right after getting off the plane. These days, not many people hold weddings in villages anymore, as most prefer hotels to appear more prestigious. The bride was from a neighboring village, and after discussing it, both families decided to hold the wedding in the village to save money. When I arrived, the ceremony had already started. Megan spotted me from afar and ran over to help with my luggage. I nervously clutched my suitcase, not letting her take it. She smiled at me, “Lily, let me help you carry it inside. You must be tired from the trip, right?” I quickly waved her off, “No, no, I’m not tired at all. I’ll go see Grandpa at his house first, then come over later.” Seeing me run off in a panic, she became certain that I was the million-dollar influencer she suspected. I chatted with Grandpa for a while, taking out the clothes, pants, and supplements I had brought for him from my suitcase. Grandpa had always been frugal, with four sons and one daughter. He always thought of his children first, while he remained skinny as a rail and still worked on the farm. Just as I was about to take out the prepared cash gift to give to Grandpa, Megan burst in. “Cousin, what nice things did you bring back? Did you bring any gifts for me?” She was wearing what appeared to be an expensive outfit, but the loose threads at the seams screamed “cheap knockoff.” Before I could stop her, she snatched the cash gift from my hand. She felt its thickness and sneered, “Is that all? You’re so stingy! You should give Grandpa at least twenty or thirty thousand!” I grabbed the envelope back from her and gave it to Grandpa. “Keep this for yourself, don’t give it to anyone else. They’re all able-bodied and can earn their own money. An old man like you doesn’t need to support them.” Grandpa lowered his head without a word and put the envelope under his pillow. I turned and pulled Megan outside. “I don’t know how much you gave Grandpa. Twenty thousand? Or thirty thousand?” Megan choked, “How could I have that kind of money? Unlike you, who’s earned so much without telling us.” I didn’t respond and walked straight to the wedding venue. There were a lot of relatives, but I wasn’t close to many of them. After moving away as a child, I rarely came back. I had only added a few cousins on social media in recent years, but we hardly ever communicated. However, they seemed overly enthusiastic when they saw me. I could guess who was behind this.
My aunt Sarah came over and put her arm around my shoulders, fawning, “Oh my, Lily, you’ve become more and more beautiful. They say money nourishes a person, and it seems to be true!” I smiled politely, “Aunt Sarah, you’re joking. What does this have to do with money? I’ve always been pretty.” Aunt Sarah wasn’t angry at my retort. “Yes, yes, our Lily has always been beautiful. Come, sit with us at our table.” She pulled me to a round table and sat me down. This was the main table for the groom’s closest relatives. I instinctively wanted to leave, but Aunt Sarah firmly held me in place. “Don’t go, just sit here.” Aunt Sarah smiled at me, but I found it rather creepy. When most of the guests had arrived, the kitchen started serving the dishes. While everyone around was chatting and laughing, the people at this table were silently staring at me. Aunt Sarah, sitting next to me, kept putting food on my plate. An ominous feeling swept over me. Sure enough, Aunt Sarah spoke up: “Lily, what kind of work are you doing these days?” I added a piece of braised beef to my plate. “Just a regular job, what else could I do?” Megan snorted coldly: “You’re no fun like this. I saw your account, you know. Over two million followers!” I looked at her in confusion: “What account? What followers?” Megan seemed surprised that I would deny it. She stood up and took out her phone to show me. “This one, with the username ‘Sesame Seed.’ Isn’t this you?” I shook my head, hiding my nervousness, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Megan became more agitated. “Fine, pretend you don’t know. But I’ve already confirmed that this account is yours! You accept so many sponsorship deals every day, you must be making at least a million dollars a month, right?” Everyone at the table’s eyes lit up. “A million dollars? A million dollars a month? My goodness, that’s incredible.” Megan came over trying to look at my phone, but I protected it, not letting her see. She smugly said, “What are you hiding? Didn’t you say you don’t know what I’m talking about? You’re really not being fair.” “We’re all struggling here as a family, and you’re secretly making a fortune? Without even helping us out!” I put down my chopsticks and looked into her eyes, seeing nothing but greed. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about. If I could make a million dollars a month, why wouldn’t I tell you all?” Megan didn’t believe me at all. “Hmph, you say you don’t have money. Then how did you get that Hermès bag? That bag must cost over a hundred thousand dollars, right? How could you afford such an expensive bag if you don’t have money?” I stood up and showed the bag to Megan. “Is this Hermès? Really? I just bought it online randomly. It only cost forty or fifty dollars!” Megan came closer to examine my bag, looking at it for a while before taking out her phone to search for images online. “You’re lying, this is Hermès!” She showed the phone to Aunt Sarah sitting next to me. “Aunt, look, isn’t it exactly the same!” Aunt Sarah looked at the phone and then at my bag. “It does look similar, but the capital H seems a bit different. See, it doesn’t protrude on the sides. The one in the phone image protrudes.” Hearing this, Megan ran over to compare, “It really is different! Cousin, don’t tell me you deliberately brought a fake bag to trick us.” My heart skipped a beat, she had actually guessed it, but I definitely couldn’t admit it. I quickly took out my phone and found the order. “I bought this several months ago, why would I trick you?” Everyone immediately lost interest, looking at their phones as if the big money tree they imagined had suddenly vanished into thin air. Uncle David muttered, “I knew all that talk about getting rich overnight was nonsense. People only have the fate of earning money through honest work. Our family just isn’t destined for wealth.”
I nodded along, “That’s right, isn’t it better to earn money honestly? Life should be down-to-earth, don’t always daydream.” Megan still wasn’t giving up. She took out her phone and kept sending messages. Suddenly, she shouted, “Look at this influencer’s IP address! She’s in Cloud City right now! It’s you! You’re just pretending to be poor, aren’t you?” My secret had been exposed, and I nervously took a sip of cola from the table. Aunt Sarah got excited and patted my shoulder, “Lily, tell Auntie the truth, do you really have money or not?” Uncle David chimed in, “Yeah, we’re all family, give us a straight answer. Look at your second uncle’s wedding today, we originally wanted to have it at a restaurant in town.” “It’s only because we didn’t have money that we’re having it in the countryside. If you have money, you should contribute some to help the family. Life is hard for everyone, you can’t be so selfish.” Megan coldly walked towards me, “Cousin, how much did you give as a wedding gift? Why don’t you just buy a house in the county for your second cousin? A house in the county only costs about a million dollars, you earn that in a month.” Aunt Sarah wasn’t happy, “Your eldest cousin doesn’t have a house either. Buy one for him first!” The groom and bride happened to come to our table for a toast. Everyone stood up to raise their glasses with them. After exchanging pleasantries, I was about to sit down when Megan said, “Brother, Lily has promised to buy you a house in the county! You should thank her quickly.” My second aunt’s eyes widened, “Really? Lily, are you really buying a house for my son?” I laughed awkwardly, “Don’t listen to Megan’s nonsense. Where would I get money to buy a house? I’m still renting myself.” The newlyweds smiled and moved on to the next table, but my second aunt pushed my second uncle to sit with us. Megan looked at me sideways, her face full of calculation. I couldn’t eat another bite at this table, just listening to Megan speak again, “I heard before that Aunt Linda was selfish, but I didn’t expect you to be just as selfish as her.” My hand on my leg tightened. This bitch dared to insult my mom! I held back from lashing out, after all, it was someone’s wedding. I couldn’t make too big a scene, but I couldn’t sit still anymore. I had already toasted the couple, so I stood up to leave. Unexpectedly, Megan rushed over and snatched my bag, starting to rummage through it in front of me. The bag wasn’t big, with only a few items inside: a phone, a cushion compact, and a hotel key card. Megan looked at the key card back and forth, “Lily, why are you staying in a hotel when you’ve come back home?” She stared at me greedily, making my back break out in a cold sweat. I sat down and took back my things, “My business is none of your concern. You dropout troublemaker, haven’t you caused enough chaos outside? Now you’re making a scene at your second cousin’s wedding! Has your brain gone bad?” “If you’re sick, you need treatment. A small illness untreated becomes a big one, and a big illness untreated leads only to death!” I took my things and walked towards the exit. Megan angrily cursed behind me, “You bitch, how dare you insult me! Your brain is the one that’s messed up, your whole family’s brains are messed up! Didn’t your mom die of a brain tumor? I bet you won’t live long either!!!” I stopped and turned back to look. Megan’s expression was particularly vicious, with the people around her wearing expressions of schadenfreude. I smiled at her, took out my phone to switch accounts, and sent her a message. …
[You’re destined to be poor and lowly. Even beggars on the street have more integrity than you. You’re just a maggot squirming in a trash can! Even if you try your hardest, you’ll only make it from the trash can to the dump, you worthless piece of garbage!] Megan saw the message and ran out screaming, trying to grab me. I was one step ahead, getting into the taxi waiting at the village entrance. Through the car window, I waved goodbye to Megan. She screamed hysterically, even scaring the taxi driver. “What’s wrong with that young lady? Does she have some business with you?” the driver asked. I smiled and answered, “It’s nothing, she’s just hungry.” The driver didn’t ask any more questions. I returned to the hotel and immediately packed my things to return to New York. Knowing Megan, I was sure she would come after me. Just as I arrived at the airport, she sent me a message. [I’m already downstairs at your hotel, don’t think you can escape. I’ll definitely catch you, and you must hand over the money.] [Aunt Sarah, Aunt Linda, and Aunt Mary are all here. You just wait!] I took a photo of the airport and sent it to her. [Dear sister, have you ever been on a plane in your life?] The next second, I blocked her account. I could imagine her screaming and shouting in frustration now, as that’s her only trick. The drama Megan stirred up continued for over two months. My account kept receiving baseless reports, so I simply stopped updating it. After all, I had other accounts. Megan sent harassing messages to my WeChat every day. I set her to “Do Not Disturb” and let her rant. Such colorful and vulgar language was usually off-limits, but I guess I learned something new.
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