My daughter is a top-tier romance addict. For the sake of a man from a humble background, she wanted to sever our mother-daughter relationship. She even went as far as trying to kill me for the family fortune. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn! As I opened my eyes, I saw my love-obsessed daughter’s youthful face and the familiar face next to her. I realized I had been reborn. The panic of the car accident, the despair of being paralyzed in bed, and the body tormented day and night by illness – these memories kept flashing through my mind. The last image frozen in my life was my daughter’s horrifying face, twisted like a devil, accompanied by her vicious words. “Mom, I didn’t want to do this to you, but who told you not to hand over the company to Jack and me earlier? You could have enjoyed your retirement, and we would still be a happy family.” My daughter’s incessant voice in my ear made me feel disgusted and nauseated. I struggled to suppress the urge to slap her across the face. “Mom, why can’t you understand that Jack and I are truly in love?” Lily whined. “I know you look down on Jack because his family is poor and you think he’s not good enough for me. But Jack is an excellent student, hardworking, and will surely be successful in the future.” “You can’t look down on people just because they’re poor. It’s not his fault.” Hearing this, I knew it was the time when Jack first came to my house. Look down on him? I couldn’t help but chuckle. I did look down on him, but not because he was poor. To describe Jack in one sentence: Give him an inch, and he’ll take a mile. “Mrs. Wilson, I know I’m poor now, but I promise I’ll give Lily a good life and never let her suffer,” Jack immediately assured me. With his handsome looks and steady voice, coupled with his sincere expression, he could indeed easily deceive people. See! My love-obsessed daughter was immediately moved, staring at him with tears in her eyes. “Since your love is so strong, I won’t stand in your way. If you want to be together, then be together,” I said. Why would I stop them? A romance-crazed girl and a man from a humble background – perfect match, locked in, blessings! Of course, it would be even better if this guy didn’t keep eyeing my assets.
I own several properties, a few commercial shops, and a company, bringing in millions each year. While not extremely wealthy, I could be considered well-off. In my previous life, when Lily brought Jack home to meet me, I didn’t approve of their relationship. Lily thought I looked down on poor people and only loved wealth, resenting me deeply. But she didn’t know that I disliked Jack not because he was poor, but because of his terrible family situation. Jack came from a poor family in the countryside, the only son after three daughters. Rural families were generally not well-off, and Jack’s was no exception. They married off their eldest daughter to a man in his forties, using the bride price to send Jack to a good high school. For college tuition, they married the second daughter to a disabled man, and the third to an abusive alcoholic. In short, they married their daughters to whoever offered the highest bride price, blatantly selling their daughters. While some families favored sons over daughters, it was rare to see it taken to this extreme. Lily had been pampered by me since childhood, and I couldn’t bear to see her step into this fire pit. I told her about the situation, but to my surprise, she said she already knew. She claimed her sisters were willing to contribute to the family, proving the deep bond between siblings. Seeing that I couldn’t persuade her, I could only prove my disapproval through actions. As a result, she threatened to sever our mother-daughter relationship! Even worse, to get my assets, she caused me to have a car accident, leaving me paralyzed and immobile. Finally, she deliberately hired a caregiver who had a record of “taking care” of several employers to death. And then, I was “cared” to death!!
“I knew you cared about me the most, Mom. We’ll definitely take good care of you in the future,” Lily said, her expression quickly turning from cloudy to sunny as she heard my approval. She clung to my arm, acting coy. I dared not hope for their filial piety. If they want to be together, fine, just don’t spend my money. “Lily has been pampered by me since childhood, always having the best of everything. Her standard of living will certainly drop after being with you. I’ll cancel her cards first, so you can adapt to pre-marital life,” I said with a smile, looking at Jack. As expected, I saw his face immediately darken, though he quickly composed himself. Huh, quite the quick-change artist. How did I not notice how deeply he hid his true nature in my previous life? “Mom, what are you saying? Are you joking?” Lily’s voice immediately rose several octaves, nearly exploding. “I’m doing this for your own good, letting you adapt to pre-marital life. Surely you don’t expect me to support you after you’re married?” I calmly threw her previous words back at her. “But it’s different. We’re not short of money, why skimp on this?” Lily protested. “The money at home is what I earned. You can’t rely on me forever,” I replied. “Jack, I believe in Lily’s judgment. You must be an excellent young man. But if you want to marry Lily, you need to show me that you can live independently. Only then can I feel at ease,” I said directly to Jack, ignoring my love-obsessed daughter. I knew he would agree. As expected, after weighing the pros and cons, he agreed and even persuaded my disgruntled daughter. After they left, I immediately called to cancel all of Lily’s cards.
Jack was just a salaried worker with a modest income. Lily, used to living comfortably on my money, had no intention of working. After I canceled her cards, she still had some money left. She continued shopping everywhere, spending money without a second thought. She didn’t consider whether Jack’s salary could support her lifestyle once the money ran out. No, perhaps she had considered it but thought I would still be her safety net, or maybe she thought I was just trying to scare her. My love for her over the past twenty-plus years was her confidence. But this time, her calculations were wrong. Less than a month later, I started receiving calls from Lily. I set them all to silent and ignored her. I went on a business trip out of town, not giving her a chance to confront me in person. Seeing that she couldn’t reach me, she started playing the victim on social media, accusing me of being cold-hearted. I continued to ignore her, pretending not to see it. Since she called me cold-hearted, I had to live up to her words. Knowing the general trends of the industry from my previous life, I focused on making money. Dealing with this ungrateful pair was just a side task; one can’t always live in hatred. Unfortunately, I couldn’t stay away forever and eventually had to return home. The day I returned, Lily immediately cornered me at home. She came crying, first accusing me of not answering her calls and being unreachable. Then she complained that because I had canceled her cards, she couldn’t afford expensive bags anymore. She couldn’t buy clothes in every color as she used to when she liked something. When dining out with friends, she discovered her card had no money, losing face and being mocked by her friends. She said her life had become very frustrating and she had suffered many grievances. The underlying message was clear: she wanted me to continue giving her money to spend. I ignored her complaints and entered sarcasm mode: “Oh, really? Well, you’ll have plenty more days like this after you get married.” “You need to get used to it gradually.” “I knew you were doing this on purpose. We have so much money at home, you’re just deliberately trying to force us to break up,” Lily reacted violently when she saw I showed no sympathy for her, questioning me loudly. “Do you have to be so cold-hearted? We’re all adults, is it wrong to pursue love?” “From childhood to adulthood, you only knew how to work. Have you ever truly cared about me or accompanied me? Have you ever given me the warmth of a family?” “You didn’t do any of these things, but Jack did them all. He does the laundry and cooks for me, cheers me up when I’m unhappy, takes me out to play. He makes me ginger tea when I have my period. He fulfilled my fantasy of what a family should be.” I felt my chest heaving with anger, wanting to slap her across the face immediately. What an ungrateful brat. I gave her a house, a car, money, poured my heart out for her, and it couldn’t compare to a man cooking a few meals and sweet-talking her.
When Lily was young, my husband had already passed away. It was a time when my career was on the rise, and I struggled to balance family and work. Despite my busy schedule, I made time to help her with homework, care for her health, and tried my best to spend time with her. I never expected her to say she hadn’t felt the warmth of family. Did she expect me to revolve around her every day? “I might not have done your laundry or cooked for you, but I hired a housekeeper. You could have whatever you wanted to eat.” “When you were unhappy, I might not have sweet-talked you, but I tried my best to solve the source of your unhappiness.” “I might not have made you ginger tea, but I found you a private doctor to take care of your health.” “I’ve done so much, and you say you haven’t felt the warmth of family. Then go feel it more at Jack’s place. After all, I’m cold-hearted.” I suppressed my anger and listed all these things I had done for her, feeling my years of dedication were unappreciated. It would have been fine if she just lacked gratitude. After all, I brought her into this world, and I only hoped for her to live happily. But I never expected her to harbor so much resentment towards me. “I’m not stopping you from pursuing love. I have the right to decide how to use the money I earned.” “Splurging my money everywhere while complaining that I didn’t give you family warmth – Lily, don’t be so shameless.” My daughter’s face turned as colorful as a spilled paint palette, alternating between pale and flushed. She immediately defended herself, her voice tinged with a hint of grievance: “Mom, I’m sorry. I just said the wrong thing in a moment of anger. How could you say such things to me?” “If I hadn’t been in a bad mood from being mocked for having no money, I wouldn’t have spoken carelessly and made you angry.” Look at this good daughter I raised. Even when apologizing, she still had to shift the responsibility onto me. “I really have no money. Look, I’m even allergic to these cheap clothes. Please restore my allowance,” my daughter said, looking at me pitifully with tears in her eyes, lifting her sleeve to show me her allergic arm. She hoped to evoke my sympathy. “You have enough new clothes to wear different ones every day until next year without repeating,” I coldly exposed her act of playing the victim. She did indeed have allergies to some fabric materials. But she had so many clothes that she wouldn’t worry about having nothing to wear. “I’m your only daughter. Won’t all this money be mine sooner or later anyway? You might as well give it to me in advance, isn’t it the same?” Lily said. “If you don’t give it to me, I’ll consider that I don’t have you as a mother. We’ll sever our mother-daughter relationship, and I won’t take care of you in your old age.” Lily said viciously to me, with a hint of embarrassed anger, using elderly care to threaten me. “Fine, let’s sever it then. I might as well have given birth to a roast pork,” I said, referring to a Chinese joke about useless children. “But verbal agreements are invalid. I’ll have someone draft an agreement, and you can sign it, Ms. Lily.” “As for elderly care, as long as I have money, there will be plenty of people to take care of me, certainly more filial than you.” I said with a smile, speaking very quickly, not accepting any threats. It’s really laughable. It’s the 21st century, and she’s still bringing up this issue. A young person living more conservatively than me. As for elderly care, I’m more worried that her version of care would be the kind that leads to premature death by several decades. Seeing that I spoke without any hesitation, Lily feared I would immediately have her sign the agreement. She left angrily. As she left, she didn’t forget to slam the door loudly.
After Lily left, I reflected on my education of her for a while. I couldn’t figure out where the problem was. Materially, I had given her the best within my abilities. I hadn’t neglected her in life either. During her university years, I let her get involved in the company’s affairs, but unfortunately, she really didn’t have the aptitude. She was also playful and lazy, so I didn’t force her. I thought I could still work hard, and later give her company shares directly. She would just need to wait for dividends and happily spend money, no need to work. Why did she turn out to be such an ungrateful person? After a long time, my reflection yielded no results, and I stopped dwelling on it. Rather than reflecting on myself, it’s better to blame others. I refuse to engage in mental exhaustion. In the evening, Jack brought a reluctant-looking Lily over. After work, Jack learned about what happened between Lily and me today, and immediately brought her to apologize and reconcile. Seeing Lily’s unwillingness to lower her pride, speaking words without sincerity, I remained silent. Jack tried to smooth things over, saying nice words. He still hoped to get my assets through Lily and didn’t want to fall out with me so quickly. I took the opportunity to step down, deciding to deal with people like them gradually, aiming for a single, decisive strike. After a period of peace, the company was thriving under my leadership. After being reborn, everything was getting better and better.
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