Everyone in Hong Kong knew. The woman at the tip of the “Buddha’s Son” Julian Fu’s heart was the little girl he raised, Mia Su. And I, his lawfully wedded wife, was just a shield. At our ninth wedding ceremony, the screen that was supposed to play our wedding photos showed sweet moments of Julian and her over the years. Their first hand-holding, first kiss… At the end of the video, Mia was scantily clad, tears in her eyes, like a lily swaying in the wind. “Uncle, I’m sorry, I can’t forget you, nor can I watch you marry someone you don’t love.” “I drugged myself. If you don’t come before 12 o’clock…” Before the video finished playing, Julian, who had always been cold and self-restrained, rushed out like crazy. Just like the past nine times, leaving me alone in the huge wedding venue. Everyone was betting on when our tenth wedding would be. Only I knew, there wouldn’t be a next time. 1 After sending off all the guests, I dialed that number. “Does the promise back then still count?” After receiving an affirmative answer. “See you in three days.” After hanging up, Mia’s Moment popped up on my phone on time. “The moon I’ve dreamed of for ten years was finally plucked by me.” The accompanying picture was of condoms and torn clothes all over the floor. And half of Julian’s sleeping profile revealed vaguely. The comments below were already filled with “99” (wishing long-lasting love). The circle in Hong Kong is this small; everyone knew what happened. But everyone tacitly didn’t mention me. I smiled and liked it, commenting “99” by the way. The next moment, Mia video called. She was wearing a large white shirt. That was the one I specially chose for Julian this morning. One button was loosely fastened. Dense love marks were visible everywhere on her body. She looked at me with a smile. “Auntie, don’t mind, I just love Uncle too much, I couldn’t help myself.” Julian’s scolding came from the other end, but his voice couldn’t hide the doting. “Nonsense, don’t disturb Lily Lin.” Mia said innocently: “Uncle, I was afraid Auntie would be angry. She just commented 99 on my Moment.” Julian took the phone with a frown, “Mia is young and ignorant, why are you messing around too!” After speaking, he said to Mia: “Only this once, not to be repeated.” In exchange for Mia sticking out her tongue. I was very familiar with this scene. From our first wedding until now. Every time Mia would cause trouble, and every time Julian would fall for it. Finally leaving a sentence, not to be repeated. But he would make an exception for her every time. I hung up the phone calmly. The hotel manager came over and asked me, “Miss Lin, do you need help postponing the wedding banquet again?” I looked around the carefully arranged wedding scene. For ten years, I knew everything about the wedding scene like the back of my hand. My heart stung for a moment, then I shook my head with a smile, “No need.” Mia plucked her moon. I should also go find my own moon. 2 When I got home, it was already afternoon. I entered the door lock password several times, but it showed incorrect. Until someone opened the door from inside. Mia opened the door with a smile. Seeing me looking at her, she stuck out her tongue innocently. “Auntie, I changed the door lock password. Uncle said he wanted me to stay here for a few days. The password is today’s good day.” She really couldn’t wait to enter the house. Behind her was Julian’s urging voice. I watched Mia lying on the bed belonging to Julian and me. The doctor beside her was drawing her blood. My things were messily piled up in the living room. Only then did Julian spare half a mind for me. “Mia’s drug effect hasn’t worn off yet. The doctor said to observe the situation for three days, so I let her move in.” “You go stay in the guest room for a while first.” He seemed to want to find a legitimate reason for this. I nodded expressionlessly. There was no dispute as he expected. Every time after the wedding in the past, I would have a big fight with him because of Mia. Then cold war for a week. Finally, I actively sought peace. Julian comforted. “Lily, we’ll make up the wedding next month.” Another promise, but Julian, who always kept his promises, broke his word again and again in front of me because of Mia. I looked up at his side profile staring at Mia. Unconcealable worry. For the first time, I refused his proposal. “No need.” Julian frowned at me. “Mia is still young, don’t hold it against her.” I interrupted Julian. I looked at him seriously, “I didn’t hold it against her, I just don’t want to hold the wedding anymore.” Meaningless. Julian wanted to say something more. Mia’s moan came from the room. Julian looked at the doctor angrily. “Didn’t you say Mia was fine? What’s going on now!” The doctor puzzled: “Mr. Fu, the blood test results show that there is indeed no drug residue in Miss Su’s blood.” Mia had already started tearing her clothes, Julian slammed the door shut. A moment later, indescribable sounds rang out in the room. I listened to the live erotica in the living room all night, until dawn when I fell asleep dazed on the sofa. The heart that used to ache seemed to never fluctuate again. 3 Early the next morning, I went to get the passport that had been processed long ago. When I got home, I was taken to the hospital by Julian’s bodyguards. Julian’s eyes were red, pacing at the door of the emergency room like an angry beast. Seeing me brought in, he slapped me hard. “Lily, can’t you tolerate Mia so much?” I sat on the ground blankly, not knowing what he was talking about at all. The passport scattered on the ground. I reached out to pick it up. Julian sneered, then stepped on it, crushing my fingertips hard with the sole of his shoe. “Want to run away after doing bad things! Lily, how come I didn’t realize you were so vicious before!” I cried in pain, looking at him with tears in my eyes. “What did I do?” Julian laughed in anger. Throwing a stack of photos in front of me. It was intimate photos of Mia and Julian. “You installed cameras at home and spread Mia’s intimate photos, wanting to ruin her reputation. How can you be so vicious!” “Can’t you tolerate Mia so much? Do you know that Mia committed suicide today!” I wanted to explain, but the doctor rushed out. “Mr. Fu, the blood bank is running out of blood!” Julian grabbed my scalp and lifted me up. I cried in pain. “Lily, don’t think this matter will pass just because you cry!” He said戾气 all over his face: “Draw hers. She and Mia have the same blood type. I want her to atone for what she did! It’s fine even if her blood is drained!” I was held down by bodyguards, bright red blood flowing into the blood bag. The dazzling red entered my eyes. My arm was covered with needle holes large and small. Even though blood bags were transferred, Julian still refused to let me go. Until the doctor told him Mia woke up. Only then did he reluctantly let me go. The sequela of excessive blood loss is dizziness. I lay weakly on the cold floor. The last moment before coma, I saw Julian devoutly kissing Mia’s forehead. 4 I woke up again, Julian ordered bodyguards to splash ice water on me. I was frozen shivering. The already cold body felt like falling into an ice cave at this moment. My thin dress was also soaked with water. Clinging tightly to my body. Curves revealed completely. Men passing by looked at me greedily one by one. Their gazes were like knives, scraping my skin hard. I struggled to get up, but was forced by Julian to kneel in front of Mia’s ward. “Don’t you like taking intimate photos? I’ll let you taste it too!” I couldn’t help tears streaming down my face, “Julian, I didn’t do this!” “I didn’t spread Mia’s bed photos!” He sneered. “There are only you, me and Mia in the Fu family. Who else could it be if not you!” “Go apologize to Mia!” I glanced at Mia who was smiling triumphantly at me. I knew she did it herself. Looked at Julian who looked at me with disgust. Words of defense were powerless to exit. I knew he wouldn’t believe me no matter what I said. He had already sentenced me to life imprisonment in his heart. I looked up at Julian calmly. “I didn’t do it, Julian.” He seemed even angrier. Mia cried loudly. “Uncle, don’t blame Auntie, blame Mia. Auntie said Mia was a bitch before, Mia isn’t a bitch!” She seemed mentally disordered. Holding her head and saying sorry to me over and over again. Julian flew into a rage. Kicked me hard in the chest. My chest hurt, then I couldn’t help spitting out a large mouthful of blood. Julian didn’t even look. Carefully holding Mia in his arms, comforting her over and over again. Love and not love are really obvious.

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I’m a teacher, and for several days in a row, I saw words of affection in an unsigned homework notebook. Startled, I stopped washing my hair and face, picked my teeth in public, and wore mismatched clothes. Unexpectedly, even so, a line of words was left on the homework notebook that day. 【Can a teacher really fall in love with their own student?】 I wrote down “No” without hesitation. The next day, a new message appeared. 【Then why did he hug me and kiss me? Isn’t it because of love?】 I suddenly realized this wasn’t a confession. It was a cry for help. 1 I hardly slept all night. As soon as I arrived at school, I found the class representative and told him that the error rate of yesterday’s homework was a bit high. I asked him to notify the students to come to the office individually to pick up their homework so I could tutor them. I thought that since she could leave messages for me in the homework notebook, she wanted to ask me for help. I waited nervously for a whole day. After the last student took their homework notebook away, I was dumbfounded. Because that unsigned homework notebook was still there. Is it not from our class? That’s also possible. This private high school has mostly older teachers. As the only young teacher hired this year, I’ve always had good relationships with students. So at first, when I saw those messages in the homework notebook: 【Teacher kept looking at me again today. Does he really like me?】 【What exactly did the teacher mean by what he said to me today? Am I overthinking it?】 【Teacher brought me snacks today. No one has ever been this good to me.】 My first reaction was that I had overstepped my bounds and caused “her” to have a bad misunderstanding. Therefore, I deliberately ignored those messages and just dressed sloppily. I was even fined 500 dollars by the vice principal for not paying attention to my appearance as a teacher. Thinking about this, I felt a bit regretful. Not regretting the 500 dollars, but regretting not realizing earlier that she was asking for help. I opened the homework notebook. The interval between the first message and the last one was half a month. A lot can happen in half a month. The more I thought about it, the more I regretted it. I scratched my head in annoyance. Looking up again, I froze. Another line of words appeared on the homework notebook. 【Teacher took me out for burgers today. He said it was a reward for my obedience.】 Immediately after, a second line appeared, the handwriting much messier than the previous one. 【But I really don’t want to do those things anymore.】 2 The sound of the homework notebook falling to the ground woke me from my shock. I picked it up and rubbed my eyes. The words were still there. I slapped myself. It hurt. The words were still there. I took a deep breath, picked up the pen with trembling hands, and wrote a line on it. 【If you don’t want to do it, then don’t. No one has the right to force you to do things you don’t like.】 After writing, I held my breath and stared closely at the homework notebook. Soon, I saw words appearing slowly one by one, forming a sentence. 【So the reply last time wasn’t an illusion. Who are you? Are you the Wish Diary Fairy?】 I thought for a moment, then picked up the pen and slowly wrote. 【Hello student, I am a literature teacher currently working at Si Hai Private High School. My name is Julian Carter. You can call me Mr. Carter.】 Thinking of what she might have encountered, I gritted my teeth and wrote another sentence. 【You can also call me Brother Julian.】 Wait, thinking of her situation, maybe a female identity is better. 【Actually, you can call me Sister Julian.】 Not intending to deceive, just thinking that as a female, she might let down her guard more easily, and I could help her better. 【Sister? You are… a girl?】 【Yes.】 After writing this line, there was no response for a long time. I rubbed my brow, starting to review this seemingly bizarre situation. From the other party’s words, it can be inferred that she is a student currently experiencing something very painful, so she wrote it in her Wish Diary. And the content of her diary appeared in this homework notebook, and she could also see the words I wrote in the homework notebook. Apart from this, I knew nothing about her name or which school she was in. To help her, I needed to know more information and make her trust me. Thinking of this, I opened the homework notebook again. Just as I picked up the pen, a line of words appeared on it. 【Liar! I checked. There is no female teacher named Julian Carter in our school!】 3 She is really in the same school as me! Just as I picked up the pen to reply, new words appeared again. 【Where are you, a wandering ghost from?】 【Forget it, it’s fine even if you’re a ghost. After all, what happened to me can’t be told to anyone. It’s too disgusting.】 【Why don’t you reply to me? Are you angry?】 【Sorry, I was too agitated.】 From the gradually slowing words, I seemed to glimpse the other party’s pain and caution. Clearly, she was in an extremely painful state, yet she apologized in fear of losing me, the only person she could talk to. My heart felt inexplicably sour. Victims shouldn’t be so humble. 【Hello student, I’m not angry. I was just thinking about how to explain to you that I didn’t lie. I indeed joined Si Hai Private High School as a teacher in September 2024.】 As one line fell, another appeared immediately. 【2024? But it’s 2009 here!】 I looked at the homework notebook in disbelief. I dared not think that I was talking to someone from 15 years ago. Not giving me time to think deeply, another line appeared in the notebook. 【I believe you.】 I breathed a sigh of relief. If she believes me, then I can find a way to help her. Although across time and space, as a teacher, no matter whose student, which time’s student, when they are in difficulty, I should help without hesitation. 【I can feel your confusion from the words you wrote. Is it convenient for you to tell me the specific problem you encountered? I’ll think about how to help you.】 【There’s nothing inconvenient with you.】 I was stunned, then realized. She probably meant that because of the time and space gap between us, she could speak about those things frankly. 【At first, I just thought he was the best teacher to me.】 4 【When school just started, I reported to school with my luggage by myself. The bag holding the luggage was very tattered, and classmates laughed at me. He didn’t mind and even helped me carry the luggage to the dormitory.】 【The next day, he gave me a suitcase. I didn’t want it. He told me not to overthink, saying his family was also very poor when he was young, and he encountered similar things. Seeing me reminded him of his past self.】 【He also actively added my contact information and cared about me every day.】 Seeing this, I couldn’t help frowning. This matter might seem fine, but a male teacher actively adding a female student’s contact information and expressing concern every day is in itself overstepping boundaries, or more accurately, plotting something illicit. But the female student involved, due to age and experience, cannot perceive it. 【At that time, I really thought he was very good, better to me than my parents. They only like my younger brother. We aren’t even on the same household register.】 A stinging pain came from my fingertip. I accidentally pricked my hand. 【And then?】 I endured the palpitation and wrote down a line. As if peeking through the paper, seeing the bewildered teenage her stepping into the net carefully woven for her step by step. 【My math grades weren’t good, but he still made me the math class representative, saying it could motivate me, and actively offered to tutor me for free.】 【But it made another girl with very good math grades unhappy. She said I was seducing the teacher.】 【She was once my only, best friend.】 A water stain appeared on the homework notebook. I didn’t cry; it was her from 15 years ago crying. Seemingly non-existent seduction, clumsy provocation. But they were too young, barely distinguishing black from white, let alone gray. 【Then I said I didn’t want to be the class representative anymore.】 【He disagreed. He said he liked me.】

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I’m the only daughter of the Su family. The price of being worth hundreds of billions was being kidnapped three times as a child. My father assigned me a hundred bodyguards. Even going to school required three bulletproof cars for escort. “Choose a husband. Let him guard you day and night.” I chose Julian, who was the gentlest to me. But on our wedding day, he withdrew all my bodyguards. I was tied up on a rooftop, the kidnapper’s knife against my neck. On the other end of the phone, Julian sneered, “Chloe, are you for real? You got thugs to bully Mia. She’s the real victim. Who are you putting on this show for?” “I just let your bodyguards protect her for 24 hours, to let you taste what it feels like to be scared.” I counted the chime of the rooftop clock. Every hour, I lost a finger. 24 hours later, my blood ran dry, and my heart died. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I chose my husband. In my father’s hand were still those eight photos. This time, my finger swept right past Julian and pointed to the cynical smiling face in the farthest corner. But my father said, “This person is already dead.” 1 I stared at the eight photos in my father’s hand. My fingertip swept past Julian’s gentle, jade-like face without hesitation, pointing straight to the face at the very bottom, with slightly tanned skin and a roguish smile. My father was stunned. “Chloe, didn’t you like Julian the most? Why choose Xander?” I clenched my fingers tightly, nails almost digging into my palm. Xander, athletic since childhood, was also a famous playboy in our circle. His skin was tanned dark, spending all day at the racetrack and nightclubs, the women around him more glamorous than the last. My father looked down on him and casually threw him a hard job in a remote mountain area to get rid of him. But I remembered, in my past life, when I was tied up on the rooftop, blood draining drop by drop, the moment I jumped off the rooftop, the last thing I saw was Xander rushing over like crazy. His face was full of terror and heartache. “Him.” My voice trembled. My father frowned, took out his phone to search his contacts, and suddenly paused awkwardly. He hadn’t even saved Xander’s number. How ironic. These eight were all his adopted “sons,” but Xander didn’t even deserve a contact name. The chief assistant called back quickly. “Chairman, Xander passed away last month in Yungou Village. He encountered a mudslide.” My father sighed. “Chloe, pick another one. Julian is actually…” “I won’t pick anymore.” I stood up abruptly, my throat tight. “Except for him, I don’t want anyone.” In my past life, those so-called “brothers” were either fawning over Julian’s cousin or watching my jokes coldly. Reliving this life, I’d rather die alone than be stabbed by their hypocritical gentleness again. I walked out of the office in a daze, my mind full of Xander’s last look. If even he is dead, who else in this world would risk their life for me? Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed my wrist hard. I looked up. It was Julian. Mia stood beside him, her slender body leaning slightly on him, the corners of her eyes still red, as if she had suffered a huge grievance. Although Julian looked gentle, the words he spat out were stiff. “Chloe, Mia isn’t feeling well. Your hot spring villa is empty anyway, let her go there to recuperate for a few days. She hasn’t been sleeping well lately and keeps coughing.” If it were before, I would have softened and nodded long ago. But this time, I just glanced at them lightly. “I don’t agree.” After speaking, I directly called my little assistant. “Lock the villa gate tight. Don’t let any messy people sneak in.” Julian’s face changed abruptly. “Chloe!” He grabbed my wrist, his grip painfully strong. “She’s my cousin, she’ll be your family in the future too. Can’t you be a bit sensible?” I sneered and flung his hand away hard. “Who’s family with you?” His pupils contracted, as if stung. “What kind of crazy fit are you throwing? Just because Mia wore your hairpin last time? Your room is piled with jewelry, what’s wrong with letting her wear one?” Mia started sobbing at the right time, tears hanging on her eyelashes, about to fall. “Julian, forget it… Miss Su looks down on me, I, I didn’t deserve it anyway…” I was too lazy to watch this drama anymore and turned to leave. “I said no means no.” Back in my room, I covered myself with the quilt and slept. The dizziness of rebirth was still churning in my mind until a harsh ringtone woke me up. “Miss!” The little assistant’s crying voice came. “Mr. Fu took Miss Xu and broke into the villa! I couldn’t stop them; those bodyguards listen to him…” I sat up abruptly. The scenes of being kidnapped in my past life flashed before my eyes. Those bodyguards who were supposed to protect me did the same thing, following Julian without hesitation, leaving me alone with the kidnappers. When I rushed into the villa, a bodyguard dared to reach out and stop me. “Eldest Miss, Mr. Fu ordered that no one is allowed to disturb.” “Slap!” I slapped him hard across the face. “Eating my food but listening to others?” I trembled with anger. “Get out now!” The moment I pushed open the inner room door, the scene before me made my blood freeze. Chapter 2 2 Amidst the steaming hot spring mist, Mia leaned weakly against the edge of the pool, her cheeks flushed with an unnatural redness. “Cousin, I feel so dizzy…” Before she finished speaking, her body went limp, and she slid towards the bottom of the water. Julian jumped into the pool without hesitation and scooped her up. Water droplets slid down his tense jawline, dripping onto Mia’s exposed shoulder. “Julian,” I interrupted coldly, “I said, you are not welcome here.” He stiffened, and Mia in his arms trembled slightly. “Chloe!” A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, immediately replaced by anger. “Do you have to be so aggressive? She almost fainted! Can’t you stop being so mean!” Mia suddenly broke free from his embrace, knelt before me with a “thud,” and kowtowed heavily on the floor. “Eldest Miss, I’m sorry! It’s all my fault!” Blood trickled down her pale cheek. Suddenly, she lunged forward to hug my legs, but the next second, as if pushed, she fell back into the pool. She struggled painfully in the water. “Help! I have a cramp…” Julian jumped in again to pick her up. When he got ashore, his eyes were full of disgust as he looked at me. “Chloe Su, you’ve gone too far!” He suddenly reached out and pushed me into the pool. “Bang!” My arm hit the pool wall hard, instantly bruising. “If you bully Mia like this again,” he said coldly, holding the shivering Mia, “I won’t marry you.” Watching their departing backs, I climbed out of the pool wretchedly. “Everyone who let them in today, get out!” While I was changing clothes, the little assistant ran over in a hurry. “Eldest Miss! We found a lead on Xander!” I rushed to Yungou Village overnight. The mountain roads destroyed by heavy rain were muddy and difficult to traverse. Just as I settled down in the town, a pair of large hands suddenly grabbed me. The person dragged me into a dark alley, a warm palm covering my mouth tightly. I looked up in horror and met a pair of eyes as bright as stars. “Xander?!” He quickly let go, his face under the mask flushing red. “Eldest Miss, why did you come to a place like this…” “Aren’t you dead?” My voice trembled. He scratched his head embarrassedly, revealing that cute little canine tooth. “There was a mole in the project here. I used the mudslide to fake my death and flush out the mole.” “You know this trick?” I was a bit surprised. His smile suddenly dimmed. “Did I disappoint Eldest Miss? Did you… always think I was stupid?” My heart convulsed with pain. Anxious, I grabbed his hand. “Listen! You must come back before the wedding on the 8th!” He stiffened, his eyes instantly turning gray. “Okay, your wedding, I’ll definitely be there.” “Dummy,” I stamped my foot in anger, “I want to marry…” “Boss! The mole is running!” A shout came from the distance. He backed away in panic. “Eldest Miss, it might be dangerous here, go back quickly! I’ll go to the wedding!” Xander’s hurried retreating figure soon disappeared at the alley entrance. I stood there, a thousand thoughts surging in my mind. In my past life, he was the one I paid the least attention to among the eight. Everyone said he was all brawn and no brains, only hanging out at racetracks and outdoors. Unlike Julian, always in a suit, strategizing behind gold-rimmed glasses. But the most marginal businesses, the trickiest relationships, were always thrown to Xander to handle. But thinking about it now, these so-called “marginal businesses” involved dealing with the most difficult characters from all walks of life. Without the skill to navigate all sides, how could they be handled properly? On the way back, I had someone remake the electronic invitation and send it to Xander. It wasn’t until the latter half of the night that the phone lit up with a notification. “Miss, the groom’s name is wrong, remember to change it.” The “typing” indicator above the chat box flashed for a long time, and finally, he added another sentence. “Don’t worry, I will definitely come to the wedding.” I couldn’t help but chuckle. He wouldn’t believe whatever I said now; better to explain face to face when he comes back. My phone kept vibrating. Julian sent message after message: “Mia needs your apology.” “Don’t be so willful.” I tapped the screen and deleted him from WeChat without hesitation. Chapter 3 3 Knowing Xander was still alive and far more outstanding than I imagined, my mood brightened like never before. I started preparing for the wedding. That day, I pushed open the glass door of the bridal shop, and a pungent perfume smell hit me. “Cousin~ Look, do I look good in this?” Mia’s sugary voice instantly gave me goosebumps. She was wearing the wedding dress my mother custom-ordered for me, admiring herself in the mirror. Julian looked at her gently. “Mia, you look good in anything.” “Oh, you~ Cousin knows how to coax people best~” Mia spun around coyly, the smell of cheap perfume filling the air. I suppressed my anger and walked forward. The moment Julian saw me, his face visibly froze. He subconsciously stepped forward, blocking Mia, his voice deliberately gentle. “Chloe, don’t misunderstand. Mia isn’t in good health, she might… might not make it to her wedding day. She just wanted to experience wearing a wedding dress.” Mia started coughing. I interrupted coldly, “Take it off.” Mia’s eyes reddened immediately. “Eldest Miss, sorry, I just envied you too much.” She tremblingly grabbed Julian’s sleeve. “It’s all my fault, don’t blame Cousin…” Julian’s face sank. “You’re going to marry me sooner or later anyway. What does it matter if she wears it? Can’t you be considerate and let her be happy?” “I said, take it off.” I repeated word for word, my gaze sweeping over the trembling shop assistants. “Since when did others get to try on the wedding dress I ordered?” Two assistants scrambled to help Mia take off the dress. Her fair arms had red marks from the tight fit. Mia cried like a pear blossom bathed in rain. “Sorry, I’m cheap, I don’t deserve to wear such good clothes!” Suddenly, her legs went weak, and she fell towards the ground. Julian rushed forward to catch her, turning to roar at me, “Chloe Su, are you satisfied?” “Disinfect it three times.” I frowned in disgust. “Don’t leave a single scent.” Mia covered her face and ran out. Julian glared at me with an iron-green face, finally slamming the door as he left. At night, the little assistant leaned close to my ear mysteriously. “Eldest Miss, guess what? That Mia who pretends to be weak all day got hit by a car today! Heard her leg is broken!” She gestured excitedly. “If you ask me, this is retribution! Knowing Julian is your fiancé, she still sticks to him all day, acting like a little white flower. Disgusting!” I gently swirled the red wine glass, a sneer curling my lips. “Who told you Julian is my fiancé?” The little assistant’s eyes widened, almost spilling the fruit platter in her hand. “Eldest Miss, you mean…” “Go tell the wedding planner to change the groom’s name.” I took a sip of wine. “Change it to Xander.” “Great!” The little assistant clapped excitedly. “Eldest Miss! Although Julian looks okay, he has no boundaries, hanging out with Mia all day. He’s just a central air conditioner.” I couldn’t help smiling. Even the little assistant saw it so clearly. How was I so blinded in my past life? Love indeed blinds people. Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but sigh softly. Early the next morning, just as I stepped out of the company gate, my vision went black, and a sack was suddenly pulled over my head! “Who?! Let go of me!” I struggled desperately. The other party roughly stuffed me into a car. My back hit the car door hard, making me gasp in pain. Familiar fear swept through my body instantly. Memories of being kidnapped in my past life surged like a tide. “Please! I’ll give you however much money you want!” My voice couldn’t stop trembling, tears soaking the blindfold. The only response was suffocating silence. Until that familiar scent drifted into my nose, Julian’s usual cologne. My heart sank to the bottom. “You… what exactly do you want…” “Someone wants me to teach you a good lesson.” He deliberately lowered his voice. Even though I had decided not to marry him, his actions at this moment still made my heart ache so much I couldn’t breathe. “Bang!” An iron rod hit my leg hard. The severe pain made my vision go black. Tearing pain came from my heart. I endured it and didn’t expose his disguise. I curled up in the corner of the carriage, tears silently soaking the sack. At the last moment before losing consciousness, I heard his cold voice, “Remember this lesson.” Chapter 4 4 The iron rod hit my leg with dull thuds. One, two, three… Fifteen hits in total. The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible. I fainted from the pain and was thrown in front of the Su family gate. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was pungent and unpleasant. Mia’s voice came from the VIP ward next door. “Cousin, you accompany me every day, it’s too hard on you!” My heart ached as if crushed. Julian, to vent anger for Mia, you could be so cruel! “Daughter!” My father rushed in and hugged me tightly, his voice trembling. “Who did this? Dad will make him wish he were dead!” “Dad, I’m fine.” I forced a smile despite the pain. “Change a batch of bodyguards for me!” “By the way, Xander is still alive. After we get married, he will protect me too.” After my father left, I leaned on crutches and went to the window. In the garden downstairs, Julian was carrying Mia on his back, spinning around. She whispered something in his ear, making the tips of his ears red, and he smiled so gently. That was a smile I had never received. The day before the wedding, Xander arrived travel-worn, still carrying the scent of soil. He carefully took out a smooth jade stone from his bosom. “Eldest Miss, wedding gift!” “The groom is finally back.” I smiled and took the jade, deliberately raising my voice. Xander stood frozen on the spot, his eyes red instantly, lips trembling but unable to speak. The assistant whispered to me that Julian hadn’t been seen for days. I sneered. He was waiting for me to bow my head and admit my mistake, waiting for me to cry and beg him to come back for the wedding. Unfortunately, his calculations were wrong. At night, my phone vibrated suddenly. Mia sent a video. In the frame, she and Julian were entangled together, unsightly. But soon, the video was withdrawn. “Clumsy.” I sneered and turned off the phone. This trick was laughable. Standing by the window, I saw Xander standing alone under the starry sky, looking up at my window. He waved at me, his smile warm and firm. At this moment, my heart settled down like never before. Early on the wedding day, my phone rang. “As long as you apologize to Mia, I’ll come marry you immediately.” Julian’s voice was still high and mighty. “No need.” I hung up the phone decisively, a sneer curling my lips. At the wedding venue, guests whispered. “Why hasn’t Julian come yet?” “Are they going to cancel the wedding?” I turned a deaf ear, walking onto the red carpet holding Xander’s arm. His arm muscles were tense, yet he carefully controlled his strength, afraid of hurting me. “Let’s congratulate Mr. Xander and the Eldest Miss of the Su family!” The emcee’s voice resonated through the hall. Just then, the banquet hall doors were pushed open violently. The latecomer Julian stood at the door, his face pale, the bouquet in his hand dropping to the ground with a “thud.” I curled my lips and, under his incredulous gaze, actively kissed Xander.

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The year I was fourteen, I killed my parents with my own hands. Because I was a minor, the law couldn’t truly punish me. The day I was released, the whole town cursed in anger. But my younger siblings had nowhere else to go. They were forced to live with me, a murderer. They hated me. They feared me. Even the way they looked at me was filled with terror and disgust. It wasn’t until the doctor announced my impending death that everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They said a monster like me should have died long ago. But my siblings weren’t satisfied. They wanted to use the cruelest method possible to let the world see my true colors. They were going to read my memories and broadcast them live to the world. They wanted to prove to everyone: From the moment I was born, I was a rotten seed, through and through. Chapter 1 For twenty-five years, I never managed to escape that night I killed my parents. Now, my second brother, Julian, is an outstanding entrepreneur. My third brother, Felix, is an expert cardiac surgeon. And my youngest sister, Clara, is a famous pop star. At a reunion dinner, I smiled bitterly. “You’ve all made something of yourselves. Mom and Dad can finally rest in peace.” “They will only rest in peace when you die!” Julian slammed his bowl and chopsticks onto the table. “Stop pretending to be a good person, you murderer!” The first reunion in five years ended in chaos. The next time they heard news about me, it was a call from the police. “He killed someone again.” “Can’t they just execute him?” Felix said coldly. “He should have died back when he killed Mom and Dad.” The trial went smoothly. The sentence was death. But during the prison physical, the doctor discovered I had late-stage cancer. I had three months left. On my deathbed, I heard familiar voices. “As expected, a murderer just can’t stop killing!” Julian said with disgust. “The whole hospital is gossiping that I have a patricidal brother. I’m too ashamed to show my face,” Felix complained. “My schedule is ruined, and my chances for the Golden Melody Award are gone!” Clara pouted. After a moment of silence, Julian suddenly spoke up. “I heard the Academy of Sciences has a Memory Reader. It can extract his memories.” “If we make them public, everyone will know he was born a devil. And we… we are just his victims.” They hit it off immediately and contacted the authorities to bring the equipment. “Mr. Lin, although this device can read deep memories, the side effects are irreversible. The human body will suffer severe damage, and accidental death is a possibility. We need you to sign this waiver.” Felix immediately grabbed the agreement and signed it. “I’m a doctor. I’ll take responsibility if he dies.” Clara contacted the livestream platform. She wanted the whole world to see clearly just how much I deserved to die. Soon, the broadcast began. My siblings put on the special glasses to view the memories. The blurred images slowly sharpened into clarity. [Scene One] It was less than a year after our parents died. The noodle shop they left behind was barely surviving. I was not yet fifteen, trying to lead three younger siblings. How could we not be bullied? Business was terrible due to the heavy winter snow. After paying the protection fee to the local gangs, I didn’t even know where next month’s food money would come from. “Hey! Felix has a high fever! It’s 104 degrees!” Julian suddenly ran out from the back room. He was always afraid of me. Even when speaking to me, he hid behind the door frame. I looked at the $15.70 left in my hand and gritted my teeth. “Julian, you take care of the little ones. I’m going out.” Before he could respond, I pushed open the door and walked into the darkness. [Comments from Siblings] “Look at that! Even when Felix was burning up with a fever, he just ignored it and went out to play!” “It’s a miracle we survived this long.” Chapter 2 The scene shifted. I arrived at the only pharmacy in town. “Auntie, can I give you 15 dollars for this fever reducer first? I’ll bring the rest in two days when I earn some money.” “Go away! Get out! You evil curse who killed your own parents!” Seeing it was me, the owner’s wife chased me out with a broom. Everyone in town knew I had killed my parents. No matter where I went, people pointed fingers. No one dared to talk to me. I had no choice. While the woman went into the back room, I sneaked in, stuffed the fever medicine into my jacket, left the 15 dollars on the counter, and ran. But I wasn’t fast enough. The owner and his wife chased me down in the snow. “You bad seed! You dare to steal!” The owner kicked me to the ground, glaring at me viciously. “Where’s the medicine? Hand it over!” “I left the money on the table! Please! My little brother has a fever! Just give me two days! I’ll pay the rest as soon as I earn it!” The woman threw the coins hard into my face. “Who wants a murderer’s money?! Give it back!” I curled up, protecting the medicine in my chest, refusing to let go. The owner, seeing my stubbornness, flew into a rage. He pulled a cleaver from his belt and pressed it against my right pinky finger. “You better hand it over! Or I’ll chop off this thief’s finger!” No matter how he threatened, I insisted I had already swallowed it. Fury overtook him. He swung the knife. Chop. “AHHHH!!!!” The scream tore through the night sky. The pain was excruciating. I fainted instantly. It was the first time the couple had seen so much blood. Terrified, they turned and ran. Under the heavy snow, my skinny, unconscious body was quickly buried in white. When I woke up, it was already the next morning. Luckily, the extreme cold had frozen the wound shut. I bandaged it crudely and stumbled home. “Why are you back so late?” Julian complained as I walked in. “Nothing. Give the medicine to Felix. I have things to do.” I handed over the medicine with my left hand, hiding my right hand behind my back. As I walked away, Julian’s complaints faded into the background… Back in the hospital room, Felix ripped off the VR glasses. “Impossible! I asked him about his finger later! He said he accidentally cut it off while cooking!” “Julian, is this machine broken?” Clara asked, disbelief written on her face. Julian, who hated me the most, looked pale. He muttered to himself, “It shouldn’t be… This is the latest invention, specifically used to interrogate spies.” The three of them found it incredible. The memories were too different from the monster they thought they knew. Chapter 3 [Scene Two] In the vision, I looked at Clara. “Are you sure you want to study music?” Time had passed. Clara had reached a crossroads in life. But the tuition for art school was exorbitant, and the family couldn’t afford it. “Yes! I want to study music!” Clara responded firmly. Looking at her serious face, I stood up and left the house without a word. [Comments from Siblings] “Thank god Julian paid my tuition back then, otherwise I wouldn’t be here today.” “Yeah, as soon as he heard about spending money, he left. He had zero responsibility! So unlucky to have lived with him!” After complaining, they continued watching. From that day on, besides running the noodle shop during the day, I started working at a nightclub. The tips for opening bottles and drinking with rich women were decent. Sometimes, generous patrons would tip heavily. The customers were handsy, but I endured it for every extra bottle opened. It’s just a few touches. I’m a man, what’s there to lose? As long as Clara can go to college. “What are you dazing off for? Toast Madam Mona.” A man’s voice pulled me back to reality. Madam Mona was a large woman in flashy clothes, smelling of strong perfume and alcohol. She stared at me lecherously. “Hey, handsome. You’re so pale. Come have a drink with big sister… hehe…” She pulled me into her arms. Panicked, I struggled to break free. “Mona… Sister Mona… I’m just here to open bottles…” “Damn it! Pretending to be pure? Get over here!” Feeling humiliated in front of her entourage, she flew into a rage. “Sister Mona… sorry, I’ll drink this glass… my apologies…” Just as I tried to smooth things over, she advanced on me again. The guys around her cheered. “Mona’s mighty! Get him!” Years of hard labor gave me strength. I pushed her away hard. But as I tried to run, a wine bottle smashed directly onto my forehead. Crash. Intense pain blinded me. I collapsed to the floor, bright red blood gushing down my face. “Ah! Murder!” The other hosts screamed. The police arrived and rounded everyone up. To avoid jail time, Madam Mona offered a settlement. I didn’t want to accept it. Why should rich people buy their way out of jail? But then I thought of Clara’s tuition. “I want money. A lot of money.” I wiped the blood from my eyes, my voice trembling but firm. After getting the compensation, I continued working at the club to support the family. It took a month for the wound on my forehead to heal, leaving a long, thin scar. It made my face look terrifying. I looked in the mirror, touched the scar, and eventually walked into a tattoo parlor. I tattooed a blood-red rose over the scar. Long nights of drinking and overwork destroyed my health. After being rushed to the ER for gastric bleeding, I finally quit. The kids haven’t grown up yet. I can’t collapse now. … In the hospital room, Clara stared at the screen where her big brother lay on the floor, blood pooling around his head. Her hands shook uncontrollably. “My tuition… was earned like this?” Her voice broke. “Julian, didn’t you say…” Julian’s face was ashen. “That day… two bundles of cash just appeared in my schoolbag. I thought…” On screen, I reached out a blood-stained hand, trembling. “One hundred and fifty thousand… I’ll settle.” The blood on my face contrasted sharply with my pale skin. The memory shocked the three siblings. But prejudice is a mountain not easily moved. “Calm down,” Julian said, though his voice wavered. “Him killing Mom and Dad is a fact. Who knows, maybe he just liked being a gigolo. You can’t judge a beast by human standards.” “At that age, we didn’t even know what a nightclub was. He knew exactly where to go to make money off rich women. Disgusting.” Despite the shock, they refused to believe. The livestream viewers were in a frenzy. On the bed, my body twitched violently from the machine’s side effects. My face was paper-white. A staff member tried to pause it. “Don’t stop,” Julian ordered coldly. “A patricide doesn’t deserve pity. Continue. We want the truth.” Chapter 4 [Scene Three] I was called to the principal’s office. “Liam, although your family situation is difficult, your grades have always been excellent. The school has secured a recommended admission spot for you at the Normal University.” “It’s a full scholarship. This is your chance to escape this small town and live your own life.” The admission notice and scholarship letter were placed in my hands. “Thank you, teacher! I won’t let you down!” I wept with joy. I ran back to the shop, packing my bags with dreams of a bright future. [Comments from Siblings] “See? The moment he got a chance, he packed his bags. He planned to dump us.” “We’re lucky he didn’t kill us before he left.” In the memory, I was calculating how to sell the noodle shop and move the whole family to the city. I could work part-time while studying… But that night, Clara clutched her stomach, screaming in pain. Acute appendicitis. Immediate surgery required. Cost: Five thousand dollars. I had nothing. I knelt before the doctor in the corridor. “Doctor, please save my sister first. I’ll get the money!” “Okay, but hurry.” I rushed home and turned the place upside down. Only three thousand. My eyes fell on the admission notice on the table. I stood up numbly. With a dead look in my eyes, I tore the admission letter into pieces and walked into the dark alley. “I want to sell blood. How much?” “You’re too skinny. One thousand.” “Sell!” The needle pierced my skin. Dark red blood was pumped out until I felt dizzy. Still not enough. I gritted my teeth and went to the place I feared most. “Brother Scar, can you lend me a thousand? My sister needs surgery. I’ll pay you back!” “Pay back? With what?” Scar narrowed his eyes, licking his teeth. “A bowl of noodles is five bucks. That’s two hundred bowls. Plus interest?” “Tell you what… I heard you disrespected Madam Mona. Do one thing for me, and I’ll give you a thousand. No repayment needed.” Before I could refuse, his thugs surrounded me. Scar slammed a dagger onto the table. “You disrespect Mona, and now you want money? Be obedient, or I’ll kill you and your sister!” “Kneel! Apologize to Mona!” He pulled out his phone to record. “Hahaha, mess him up!” After I knelt and apologized, they beat me. Raindrops of fists and kicks fell on me until I went numb. “Kid, I’m a man of my word. Stab yourself once, and I’ll give you two hundred.” “Doesn’t your sister need money?” Outside the memory, the siblings stood up, staring nervously. In the memory, I looked at the cold dagger. Fear gripped me. But Clara needed the money… My hand reached out, trembling, and grasped the hilt. Chapter 5 “Don’t do it!” Julian suddenly roared, standing up. He gasped for air, unable to calm down. Felix and Clara stood with mouths agape. Clara, who always thought I didn’t accompany her to surgery because I didn’t care, realized I was selling my blood and dignity to save her. “How dare he… what if they were playing him? What if he died?!” “He’s crazy!” Felix punched the mirror in the ward, blood trickling down his knuckles. The screen flickered with static, then continued. Clara pulled off the glasses, burying her face in her hands, sobbing. “Sob… I… I told everyone he was a bad kid back then… always out, getting tattoos…” “Why didn’t he tell us… Eldest Brother… wuu…” Lying on the hospital bed, hearing her call me “Eldest Brother,” my heart rate monitor spiked. It was the first time she had called me that since she grew up. [Comments from Netizens] 【What the hell? Didn’t they say he abused them? If this is abuse, what is responsibility?】 【This is heartbreaking. Liam was just a kid himself, yet he raised them all to be successful. And they force this machine on him? Animals!】 【Don’t forget, he’s a murderer! Does raising siblings justify killing parents? Maybe he’s just atoning for his sins!】 Reading the comments, Felix snapped back to reality. “The netizens are right. Nothing changes the fact that he killed Mom and Dad.” Julian lit a cigarette, his hand shaking. For the first time, his hatred wavered. “Do you want to continue? The patient is in critical condition…” the staff asked. “Continue,” Julian interrupted, his voice choking. “Fast forward. I want to know why he killed them.”

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Ethan once dated me for a short while. When we broke up, he sneered: “You knew I only dated you because I lost a bet, why are you so cheap?” I didn’t explain, probably because I hadn’t read enough books and didn’t understand the principle of “leaving room for love.” Later, my mother told me that for two people to be together for a long time, love isn’t important; suitability is. I learned my lesson, listed my conditions, and after years of floating in the dating market, I finally found a suitable man. In the cafe, my date and I had a great conversation, even agreeing to have two children after marriage. Suddenly, an exquisitely dressed little boy popped out from nowhere and hugged my leg: “Mommy, why are you here? I missed you so much!” My date’s eyes widened in shock: “You have a child?” Before I could deny it, the little boy put his hands on his hips and answered righteously: “Of course I’m Mommy’s child, my daddy can prove it!” I followed his gaze and saw Ethan standing quietly not far away, hands in his pockets. Congratulations to me, six years after the breakup, I became a mother. 1 “Is this child really not yours?” My date was very skeptical. Of course, I understood his concerns. After all, the dating market is a mixed bag, full of all kinds of people. So I reasoned with him: “Look at me, look at this kid, and then look at the kid’s dad. Do you think we look like a family?” Ethan was too outstanding. He was the kind of outstanding that could be spotted instantly in a crowd even wearing a hat, mask, and the most ordinary T-shirt and jeans. This kid also had red lips and white teeth, and even a Gucci logo on his little leather jacket. My date looked at me, then at Ethan, and nodded convinced: “Indeed, you don’t look like a family. You’re better suited with me.” “I don’t know this kid, but his dad is my high school classmate. Haven’t seen him for years; he’s probably playing a joke on me.” I smiled and patted the kid’s head. My date was more reassured. Just as he was about to sit down and continue chatting, he received an urgent call from his company. I expressed understanding and said we could meet another time. “I’ve already paid the bill. Take your time eating, you can share with the kid too.” “Thank you, next time it’s on me.” I was really satisfied with this date, but as soon as he left, I heard the little boy say: “Your taste is really bad. He’s far worse than my dad.” I smiled and didn’t reply. Just as I was about to send him back to Ethan, I saw Ethan walking towards us. He called the waiter and asked to clear the desserts on the table. “These haven’t been touched yet. Waiter, please pack them for me,” I said gently. Ethan was a germaphobe; he wouldn’t touch anything others had touched. Of course, he had the capital for that. But I didn’t. I thought it was a pity to throw away perfectly good food. “You like these?” Ethan finally spoke, saying his first sentence to me. I looked at him in confusion. “Reorder the desserts on the table, pack them all for this lady.” Ethan opened the payment code on his phone and handed it to the waiter. “Throw away the ones on the table.” “I don’t really like sweets. If you order them, give them to the kid. But don’t let him eat too much; it’s bad for his teeth.” Saying this, I picked up my bag and nodded as a goodbye. “We haven’t seen each other for so many years. After all, we were lovers once.” Ethan tapped his fingers on the table a few times and looked up at me. “Don’t you want to sit down and catch up, Sarah?” 2 I sat back in the chair. The waiter was quick and soon served new drinks. Ethan’s son sat next to him, quietly scooping cake with a spoon. I felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward. He said catch up, but he didn’t speak. “You’re married? How old is your son?” “Four.” I calculated the time and was a bit surprised: “So you got married before graduating college?” Quite unexpected. I thought Ethan was against marriage, but it turned out the rules were for outsiders. When he met the right person, all principles could be compromised. “Were you on a blind date just now?” “Ah? Yes.” I nodded. “How was it? Satisfied?” “Pretty good. We have quite a lot in common.” Both pragmatic and sincere. Ethan sneered, his tone mocking: “Seems you really reached that age where any man will do.” I stopped stirring my coffee, staring at the whirlpool in the liquid for a few seconds, then looked up with a smile and admitted frankly: “Yeah, I’m not young anymore. I want to settle down quickly, otherwise, it will be hard to recover from childbirth when I’m older.” Ethan’s lips pressed into a straight line. This was a sign that he was very unhappy. Normal. He was unhappy most of the time in front of me. I used to be terrified of this and always racked my brains to make him happy. “Don’t you think he looks familiar?” Ethan suddenly pointed at his son and asked me. I listened to him and observed carefully. “Your son doesn’t look much like you. Is he more like his mom? Do I know his mom too?” There were only a few girls close to Ethan that I happened to know. I guessed one by one, but Ethan’s face grew darker and darker. Finally, I shut up tactfully and smiled awkwardly: “Sorry, I don’t have much contact with high school classmates. I don’t remember many of them. How about a hint?” Ethan didn’t speak, and the atmosphere became more and more suffocating. The kid opened his big eyes, looking at me, then at his dad. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Ethan: “Forget it.” He breathed rapidly for a few seconds, then quickly calmed down and handed his phone to me: “Add me on WeChat.” Actually, I didn’t really want to add him. But he kept staring at me, as if he wouldn’t take back his phone unless I added him. I could only take out my phone, scan the code, and send a friend request. “Let’s go.” Ethan put away his phone with satisfaction, stood up, and left first. The kid slid off the chair nimbly and trotted to keep up. After a few steps, he turned back to look at me. I smiled and waved goodbye to him. Actually, I wanted to tell Ethan to pay attention and not let the kid call anyone mom. Then I thought, what does it have to do with me? Why worry about things that don’t concern me. 3 I chose to pack the table full of desserts in the end and shared them with my colleagues at work the next day. “Wow, this dessert shop is expensive. Did you win the lottery?” “Your date bought it, right? This one is generous, unlike those stingy guys before.” “Right, almost forgot you have blind dates every week. How about this one? Did you like him?” I smiled and nodded: “I think this one is pretty good.” “What are his conditions?” I told the truth, and saw my colleagues looking disappointed: “You even consider these conditions?” “But compared to the previous ones, this one is already pretty good.” They chattered, eating cake while discussing my marriage. Perhaps I was a weirdo in their eyes because I had been going on blind dates since graduating from college. Not forced by relatives or friends, going through the motions to save face, but very seriously filtering and chatting. They thought women who were so determined to enter the grave of marriage in this era were fools. But I just knew very clearly what I wanted. I wasn’t a celibate, didn’t reject marriage, nor was I a very firm person who might not withstand the pressure of marriage urging from relatives and friends. Instead of being chosen by men when I’m older, it’s better to take the initiative while young and try to pick one I’m satisfied with. After all, a woman’s age is like a man’s wealth; it’s hard currency. My colleagues said my dates were low quality, nothing outstanding. But I was just a very ordinary woman, with nothing outstanding about me either. People always need to have self-knowledge. 3 After adding Ethan, I never chatted with him. He posted on Moments every now and then, from rock climbing to racing, always surrounded by beautiful women, living a colorful life. I liked liking posts; I found watching other people’s lives interesting and wasn’t stingy with small kindnesses. But I never liked Ethan’s posts. After all, given Ethan’s dislike for me, my like would probably only ruin his good mood. I met my date a few more times, had meals, watched movies, and we both had high approval of each other. On a gentle moonlit night, he asked me nervously and seriously if we could date with marriage in mind. I agreed. Mom was right. Marriage isn’t always about loving each other and living happily ever after. It’s the union of two families to increase the ability to resist risks, while also satisfying the instinct of human reproduction. Many of my colleagues and friends didn’t want children. They said only people whose brains haven’t fully evolved would be full of thoughts about children. Well, maybe my brain hasn’t fully evolved. Dragging down humanity, truly a bit embarrassed. On Monday, I specially took half a day off to go to the hospital. My health wasn’t very good, with irregular periods and dysmenorrhea. Thinking that since I planned to get married, I should check my body first, regulate it in advance, and prepare for pregnancy in the future. The doctor looked at my medical record, wrote some slips quickly, and asked me to come back for a follow-up with the test results. I walked while flipping through the test slips. Before seeing clearly where to do the tests, I heard someone call my name: “Sarah?” I looked up subconsciously and took a few seconds to remember who she was. Bella Feng, a high school classmate. She was pushing Ethan in a wheelchair, just walking out of the elevator. Don’t know what happened to Ethan; his face was a bit pale, and his leg was in a cast. “It really is you. I thought I saw wrong.” She looked me up and down. “You haven’t changed at all.” I knew what she meant. Most girls would undergo a transformative change after college and graduation compared to high school. But I didn’t. I still wasn’t good at makeup, didn’t dress up much, even my hairstyle was the same as in high school, bangs, short bob. “Hello.” I greeted politely. “Long time no see.” There were many test slips in my hand. I didn’t hold them steady for a moment, and they all fell to the ground. Bella subconsciously wanted to help. “No need, no need, I’ll do it myself.” I squatted on the ground picking up the slips one by one. One of them happened to drift to Ethan’s feet. Bella bent down to pick it up, glanced at it, and said in surprise: “Sarah, I thought you were very conservative and absolutely wouldn’t accept premarital sex. You actually had an abortion?” 4 People around looked over. Abortion isn’t shameful in this era, but I still felt inexplicably ashamed. I hurriedly took the slip from her hand, lowered my head, and wanted to leave. “Don’t go.” Bella grabbed my arm. “Are you in a hurry? Haven’t seen each other for so many years, let’s catch up?” Catch up again. Not even a good relationship, what “old times” are there to catch up on? “I’m in a hurry to get back to work.” I broke free from her, forced a smile, stuffed the slips into my bag, turned, and left. I could roughly guess that I would probably become a gossip figure in their small group again. It was the same when I was with Ethan back then. I was too love-struck then, reluctant to separate from Ethan, and because of my cowardly personality, I silently endured a lot of ridicule and eye-rolling. A short scream suddenly came from behind, followed by a heavy “thud.” I looked back subconsciously. Bella had a mix of surprise and fear on her face, standing awkwardly beside Ethan. Ethan was still sitting in the wheelchair, looking calm. Not far away, a phone broken in half lay quietly. Sensing my gaze, Ethan looked up at me expressionlessly, then withdrew his gaze, pressed the switch on the wheelchair, and left in the opposite direction. Bella picked up the phone and trotted to catch up. I thought Ethan was only moody in front of me. Turns out he’s like that with others too. For some reason, there was a subtle balance in my heart.

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After five years of marriage, Luke Sullivan brought home models who could open a store with their sheer numbers. Because of the baby in my belly, I chose to turn a blind eye. Later, he personally dressed me in a princess gown, took me—all dolled up—to the hospital, and shaved my head. Just to make a sick little girl smile. I didn’t cry or make a scene. Until our anniversary, when the little girl clamored to go skiing. Luke dragged me to the site to serve as a human cushion for Ava Lin. On the snowy slope, Ava deliberately knocked me flying. Thick blood flowed beneath me. I begged him to save the baby, but he picked up the unharmed Ava and spoke to me mockingly. “Chloe Jiang, you lie more often than I sleep with you.” “If you’re hurt, find the medical staff. Don’t blame me for not acknowledging the child if you delay Ava’s treatment!” The baby died in my womb on the way to the hospital. He let his friends laugh and bet on whether the baby would die. I closed my eyes in despair: “Luke, let’s stop torturing each other. Let’s divorce.” …… The moment the doctor shook his head, I heard something shatter. With trembling hands, I signed the death notification. His friends rushed into my ward, spitting curses upon seeing my bloated body. “Tsk! Bad luck, I lost!” “What did I tell you? Luke is a god. Look at her wrapped up so thick, treasuring this baby so much.” Hearing this, I forced the corners of my lips up with difficulty. Multiple fractures all over my body, my abdomen wrapped in bandages, looking like I was five months pregnant. Luke’s slender fingers tapped on the table. He never looked at me once from beginning to end. Until a knock on the door, and a paper agreement was thrown at me. “Sign it! Say how much you want directly!” “You’re a professional skier, not weak like Ava. A fall won’t kill you. Acting like this is pointless!” I looked at the “Voluntary Waiver of Injury Assessment” on the floor and laughed out loud. I raised my eyes, “Luke, the baby is dead.” “What if I don’t sign?” He paused for only a second, then burst out laughing: “Trying to make me feel guilty? Do you think I’ll believe you? Cut the crap and sign, baby Ava is waiting for me.” I looked at him, face ashen. He sat in the ward for most of the day, never once asking about my safety. He was afraid I would hold Ava accountable. When he knew skiing was dangerous, he used his life to make me quit the ski team. Now, for Ava, he forced pregnant me onto the snowfield. Luke’s eyes were cold, impatience flashing through them. A whole bag of cash poured over my head, stinging my face. “Is that enough? If not, I’ll give more!” My fingers gripped my collar tightly. Through the money, I saw my own humiliation. “Luke,” my voice was hoarse, “let’s stop entangled. Let’s get a divorce.” If you asked what my wish was at 22. It must be to be entangled with Luke Sullivan for a lifetime. But now, I am truly numb. Luke’s expression froze instantly, burning with rage. “Unless I die, you can only endure my torture!” His hand pressed hard on my wound, making me cry out in pain. He didn’t know how many steel pins were in my body, nor that I almost died. Even less did he know the baby was already dead. I dared not say it hurt. Couldn’t forget, last time I cried pain, Luke called me pretentious. Swapped my allergy medicine for vitamins, almost suffocating to death in the elevator. “Chloe, playing hard to get in the wrong place. Take the baby out if you want to leave! Don’t even think about running away with the child.” “If you dare not, kowtow every three steps from here to Ava’s ward to apologize, and I’ll forgive you.” I stopped in my tracks, my body feeling filled with broken glass, piercing my flesh with every move. As soon as his voice fell, his friends cheered. Just like that year when our love was passionate and known to all. We had a life-and-death friendship. Back then, I desperately protected him, almost never waking up. He, who never bowed his head, knelt before the Buddha for a long time, copying scriptures with blood. Until the wedding day, everything changed. No questioning, no noise, quietly finished the wedding. From then on, he humiliated and tortured me in various ways. Even the marital home we designed together was completely renovated by him for Ava to live in. Returning to my own home felt like entering a sleazy hotel. Cleaning up the mess all over the floor. Thinking of this, I looked at him with red eyes, pain submerging my reason. “Okay.” I don’t want to live days like this anymore. Voice falling, I trembled as I unzipped my padded jacket. When I picked up the dagger on the table, he slammed the door and left. Shaking me all over with pain. After he left, the assistant stepped forward. “President Sullivan ordered you to go serve in Miss Lin’s ward. Otherwise, he doesn’t guarantee that person’s grave will remain intact.” 2 My movement to turn around paused, tears swirling in my eyes. “Let him do as he pleases.” I went to the cemetery and bought a plot next to his for the baby. Knelt for a long time, until footsteps came from behind. Luke hugged Ava, saying duplicitously: “By ‘do as he pleases,’ you meant coming to protect him yourself? Chloe, what do you take me for? A toy?” He pushed Ava away, ruthlessly pulling me up. “Since you want to protect him so much, let’s see if you can.” My wig fell off during the struggle. Ava covered her eyes and screamed. Luke pressed the back of my neck onto the tombstone. “With this ghostly appearance, you dare want to be buried with him after death! Will he still love you?” I looked at the scattered tombstone pieces, biting my lower lip until it bled. I love him, but that’s my biological brother. On the wedding day, I didn’t run away from the marriage, just to see my brother in the hospital for the last time. I defended myself countless times, but what I got in return was being locked in the room watching him intimate with someone else. He ignored me, gently patting Ava’s back to coax her. “Ava is the bravest, don’t be afraid. Doesn’t she look much better being ugly?” The piercing ridicule broke my heart. Tears slid silently. I touched the centipede-like scar on the back of my head. My heart felt cut by a dull knife. To protect him, my skull cracked, stitched eighteen times, I didn’t cry pain once. My proud hair turned bald, and I didn’t resist. These sacrifices became sharp swords stabbing myself. Sensing my movement, his hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist. Ava stepped forward and hugged me first, teary-eyed: “Sister, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have laughed at you. I apologize.” After she finished, she leaned close to my ear and whispered: “I did it on purpose that day skiing. Your baby deserved to die!” My brain buzzed, and I rushed towards her. Ava covered her ears and cried like rain, accusing me to Luke of biting her ear, but I didn’t touch her at all. Luke flew into a rage and slapped me. My ears buzzed, a fishy sweetness surged in my throat. Firelight illuminated before my eyes. Luke held that group photo, “Consider this my greeting to him today!” He ordered the entire grave to be blown sky-high. The ashes were blown to nothing. I screamed hysterically, burning to ashes in an instant. I pounced like crazy, but Luke yanked me back. “You’re crazy!” I collapsed on the ground, drained of even the strength to struggle. That was the silly brother who raised me, my only relative. Why treat me like this? I am crazy. A thousand words couldn’t compare to one sentence from Ava. The facts were right there, why wouldn’t he even verify it? Do I deserve to die? My throat tore with pain. I laughed dryly and fell backward. When I woke up, Luke pinned my arm firmly. The moment the needle pierced the vein, I was so numb I couldn’t even feel the pain. Then he asked the doctor to take a piece of skin from my arm and throw it into the trash can. I knew he was punishing me. Meeting his gaze, I had no ripples. This is nothing. Once he blamed me for hurting Ava. Letting her stick needles into me. Another time, pregnant and feverish, I begged him to take me to the hospital. He thought I was feigning illness out of jealousy to ruin their fun. Used the baby to force me to clean up for Ava. I never understood why two people who once loved each other became like this. Even the brother who depended on each other since childhood had to be trampled and slandered after death. With trembling hands, I took out my phone and dialed the long-lost number. “Hello, I want to book a sand burial.” 3 In our wildest year, Luke said he wanted to be the most beautiful legend in the uninhabited desert. At the most inappropriate age, we decided our resting place for old age. But now… Arriving at the door, the whole villa emitted colorful lights. I knew they were trying different themes again. Sitting numbly on the steps, waiting drowsily. A coat not smelling of Luke was draped over me. “Why sitting here? Luke messing around again?” Only when I saw clearly did I realize the noble man in front of me was Luke’s youngest uncle. I smiled bleakly: “Uncle, can you help me expedite my visa?” The man just gave a deep, light “Mn.” Early the next morning, Ava stood by my bed with hands on her hips. A basin of cold water poured on my face, her expression hideous. “Did you enjoy eavesdropping last night? Brother Luke praised my performance and gave me the ‘Eternal Love’ jade bracelet. Envious?” I looked up sharply at her wrist, tears falling unworthily. My brother saved money unwilling to treat his illness, bought this bracelet as my dowry. The thought of them desecrating it like this exploded in my brain. “Give it to me…” Ava narrowed her eyes, hooked her red lips close to my ear, “Dare to bet?” Next second, she pulled my hand and pressed her into the toilet, screaming wantonly. “Help! I dare not anymore!” Luke arrived and pressed me into the bath until I suffocated, carefully hugging Ava into his arms, cherishing her like a treasure. Watching him kiss the dirty water-stained Ava meticulously, my pupils dilated. “Brother Luke, this bracelet must be given by someone important to sister. If I die, I don’t want it anymore.” Ava cried loudly, tears falling like rain. Luke said nothing, glared at me fiercely. Picked up Ava and rushed to the hospital. I suppressed the churning in my stomach, eyes sore and swollen. Not long after, Luke’s bodyguards escorted me to the hospital. Poured medicine into my mouth again and again, then pumped my stomach again and again. Repeated dozens of times until I fell in pain. Tears uncontrollably vomited until fainting. Next door. Luke told stories to the bored Ava on IV, making her giggle continuously. To coax her into stomach pumping, carried jewelry from all over the world into the hospital. I closed my eyes. He spent a year nursing my stomach back to health before. This torment completely ruined it. Luke walked over coldly, meeting my red eyes, clenching his fist. “Chloe, don’t think I’m reluctant to touch you. A broken bracelet, I’ll compensate you with a thousand.” I coughed up a pool of blood, letting tears fall. “Luke, will you only be happy if I die?” Hearing this, Luke’s body shook. Turning to look at my lower abdomen, sneering: “Are you willing? The child you tried every way to keep, willing?” I looked at the man in front of me who wouldn’t listen, didn’t want to explain anymore. Ignoring his thunderous rage, pulled out the stomach tube and left. Outside the hospital, Ava invited me into the car with a beaming smile. Luke held Ava’s hand tightly, not giving me a glance. The car was full of tangerine peel smell; he didn’t give me a chance to get off. I opened the window. Luke said coldly: “Close it. Ava is pregnant and afraid of wind.” My fingertips trembled. He clearly knew how severe my allergy was. I looked at my phone expressionlessly. Luke’s face darkened a bit more. Ava giggled: “Sister don’t blame, I wasn’t feeling well and asked Brother Luke to arrange it.” I replied to messages, occasionally rubbing my arms covered in red spots. Getting off the car, I covered my stomach and retched, vomiting until exhausted. 4 Visa approved, mood finally relieved. Made more than ten dishes, Just went back to the room to answer a call, all swept off the table by Ava. Luke wasn’t angry, coaxing her patiently. I covered my burning stomach. When my cooking was bad before, he was reluctant to waste a bit. Turns out people really change for the ones they like. I squatted down numbly to clean up the mess, fingers dripping blood without feeling pain. Luke frowned and pulled me up. “Are you that cheap? Or do you regret and feel no one wants you after leaving me, rushing to serve and please me!” My movement paused, meeting his gaze. “Don’t forget to sign the divorce agreement!” Hearing this, Luke flew into a rage. Ava wanted to help me up. But before I moved, she fell straight onto the shards. Luke caught her but pushed me into the shards. Every breath hurt like knives in my back. “Chloe…” He panicked instantly. But hearing Ava’s cry for help, froze for a second, picked up Ava sideways and rushed to the hospital. I slowly closed my eyes. The servants in the villa were all ordered by Luke to pray for Ava. Opening eyes again, Luke sat by my bed with red eyes. “Chloe, do you feel pain too? Why must you go this far? I’ll acknowledge your child, why must you harm Ava!” I was stunned. Ava’s child is gone. I wasn’t surprised, nor did I explain. He already decided it was me. Seeing me like this, he punched beside my ear: “Chloe, you are as vicious as ever!” Even if my heart is numb, tears still can’t be controlled. Luke, aren’t you vicious to me too? To comfort Ava, Luke specially organized an auction for her. When I came back to my senses, I was already at the venue. Luke held Ava on his lap, causing envy from everyone. While I, the legitimate wife, was mocked by thousands. “Ava is so good and kind. Today’s reward is buy whatever you want, plus your favorite Buddhist treasures.” The auction became Ava’s shopping spree. Her eyes looking at me were full of smugness. I looked down at my phone indifferently, but Luke’s face grew darker. I didn’t understand why he was angry. Until Ava sat next to me, hooking a weird smile. “Sister, stop looking at your phone. You’ll definitely care about the next item.” I looked up in confusion, mind blanking out, blood freezing instantly. Who else could be on the big screen if not my child? “The next lot is the sarira beads specially incinerated by President Sullivan for his lover.” As the host’s voice sounded, I took out my phone with trembling hands and called the hospital. The hospital said the child’s body had been claimed. I stood up abruptly, looking at the unmoved Luke. These weren’t sarira beads, they were clearly beads polished from fetal bones. Until the bidding started, I raised the paddle with trembling hands, voice choking: “Ten million!” Luke was stunned for a moment, expression complex. Malice flashed in Ava’s eyes, squeezing out some tears. “Brother Luke, why is sister fighting with me? You forgot our child…” Luke indulged without thinking, raising the paddle directly: “Thirty million!” “Forty million!” I dug my nails into my hands, cold sweat soaking my clothes. Don’t, don’t, please… “Sky lantern!” (Refers to bidding whatever price necessary to win) Instantly, I felt struck by lightning on my skull. Weakly begging Luke: “Luke, please give it to me, okay? Do you know that’s our child…” Luke frowned and paused. Seeing Ava weeping like a pear blossom bathed in rain, immediately shook me off in disgust: “Chloe, lie with a limit. Your child is fine. To snatch Ava’s things, you really use any means…” “No, my child long ago… believe me…” Guests cursed me for disturbing their fun. He found me too noisy, ordered people to throw me out. Turned and hugged the smug Ava to continue shopping. Until the auction neared its end, someone broke in shouting anxiously: “Wrong, wrong, incinerated wrong.”

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Upon learning that my best friend’s brother needed a partner for a marriage alliance, I immediately volunteered myself. After all, he’s handsome, wealthy, and has that cold, abstinent vibe. The key point is, he gives a seven-figure monthly allowance. After getting married, I hugged my best friend and snickered. “From now on, we’ll spend it together.” But tonight, when my best friend and I tried to sneak out to the bar in the dark, we were blocked right at the door by the man. “How about not going out?” 1 I married my best friend’s brother. But the two of us are like roommates sharing a house. When Julian leaves for work in the morning, I’m sleeping. When I go out clubbing at night, Julian hasn’t gotten off work yet. The bar is full of lights and wine, handsome guys and pretty girls swaying freely to the rhythm of the music under the influence of lights and alcohol. Ava downed the glass in front of her and shouted at me over the noise. “You come out with me like this every night, my brother doesn’t care?” I smiled gently at the young guy diagonally in front who kept stealing glances at me, slowly tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, and then spoke slowly. “How could he? I don’t even see your brother’s face all day, how can he manage me?” Ava tugged at my skirt lightly, looking a bit unnatural. I ignored it, circling my index finger on the wine glass, continuing to talk to myself. “I’m not familiar with him, and he can’t control me. “Also, let me tell you, I think your brother, he doesn’t…” Before I finished speaking, a figure stood beside me. Thinking it was the shy boy just now, I raised my left hand and turned around wanting to tell him I’m married, but heard Ava stuttering. “Bro… Brother, you also… came here… what a coincidence haha.” I straightened my back unconsciously and turned my head awkwardly. “What a coincidence.” Julian stared straight at me, his usual cold eyes gone, replaced by heat and bewitchment. He parted his thin lips slightly. “Not a coincidence, I came to find you.” Pausing, he leaned down, close to my right ear. “To be precise, I followed you here.” The hot breath exhaled between words was like an electric current, making me numb. Before I could react, Julian took off his jacket and wrapped me tightly, grabbing my wrist and preparing to leave. I had a flash of inspiration, pointing at Ava trying to struggle. “Ava is still here, you feel assured leaving her alone here?” Julian turned sideways and glanced at Ava expressionlessly. Ava quickly raised her hands in surrender. “I will call a designated driver to take me home now, immediately, right away.” As soon as the words fell, Ava walked away without looking back. Leaving me alone in the wind. What happened to sharing weal and woe? ??? On the way home, Julian didn’t look at me again, nor did he say a word to me. Although he drove with an indifferent expression, the veins bulging on his hands on the steering wheel had already exposed his full anger. I dared not make a sound, taken home by Julian like a quail. As soon as we entered the house, Julian pulled me into his arms and lowered his head to kiss me. I pushed and hit wanting to scold him, but he took this opportunity to kiss me deeper. Until he felt I wasn’t resisting so much, Julian gave me a moment to breathe. I couldn’t stand firm. Sensing this, Julian chuckled lightly and picked me up horizontally. “Just this?” I glared at him reproachfully, my tone unconsciously carrying a hint of coquetry. “Isn’t it all your fault?” Julian’s body stiffened suddenly, breathing became a bit rapid, eyes darkened, looking like a storm was coming. I hooked my lips and leaned forward to offer a kiss actively. But Julian turned his head to avoid it, his voice deep. “You clearly saw that little boy in the bar liked you just now, yet you smiled at him.” I raised my eyebrows secretly, is this jealousy? My curved index finger slowly hooked up Julian’s tense jaw, forcing him to look at me, and I bit his lower lip lightly. “Are you sure you want to mention other boys at a time like this?” 2 The moonlight outside the window was just right, and the atmosphere inside was thick. But Julian was still pursuing unromantically. “Why?” I frowned slightly, feeling Julian was really a killjoy. “That was just a little boy, and he had friends with him. Was I supposed to walk up directly and warn him not to look at me?” I raised my left hand in front of his eyes. “I’m wearing a wedding ring. Whoever dares to hit on me, I’ll show it directly and tell him, I, am, married.” Julian looked at the wedding ring on my ring finger, a smile brewing in his eyes, corners of his mouth rising completely. But I didn’t see these. I lowered my eyes and rubbed them helplessly. Julian gently held my left hand, interlaced his fingers with mine, and rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb repeatedly. “Then what did you mean by saying you’re not familiar with me and I can’t control you?” I was stunned for a moment, tilting my head to look at Julian. “Didn’t you say before that we are only husband and wife in name, and have nothing to do with each other after marriage?” Julian’s deep eyes scanned my face back and forth. After confirming I wasn’t joking, he put me heavily on the sofa. Supporting himself against the wall with both arms, he encircled my whole person in his arms. He leaned in, stopping at a distance of a fist from me, voice hoarse. “‘Nothing to do with each other’? Good! Very good!” My body lightened, Julian got up and walked straight back to the room, slamming the door loudly. I stood there pondering, my guess seemed to be confirmed. Julian seems to really be impotent. If the first time Julian didn’t touch me was because he wasn’t feeling well. What about this time? The atmosphere was all set! Julian clearly felt it too, but he still didn’t touch me. Then there is only one possibility— Julian can’t do it! After figuring this out, I suddenly realized. No wonder Julian wanted to be husband and wife in name only with me, and gave me so much living expenses. Before knowing the reason, I dared not spend Julian’s money recklessly, holding a black card purely as a decoration. Now knowing the reason, spending money feels justified. At worst, I’ll take more care of him in daily life. After all, Julian is more or less my sugar daddy now. After Julian left the next day, I went straight to Ava’s house. I pinched Ava’s neck with a fierce look. “What happened to stabbing yourself for your best friend? You defected too fast, didn’t you? Did it take more than three seconds?” Ava smiled sheepishly and winked at me. “Then stabbing your best friend twice can barely count as stabbing yourself, right?” I was speechless. Seeing I didn’t respond, Ava shook my arm and acted spoiled. “My good Chloe, you know too, my brother’s killer look is too scary.” I sighed and let Ava go. After all, let alone Ava. I myself am also scared to death of Julian’s look. Actually, Ava, Julian and I grew up together. Originally quite normal, laughing and playing happily. But Julian just had to act crazy, inexplicably becoming aloof. A girl also has self-esteem. After I initiated conversation with him several times and he ignored me, I never looked for him actively again. My relationship with Ava was as good as ever, but I became more and more distant from Julian. Later Julian’s killer look reached the peak. So perverted that he only needed to glance at you lightly. Even if you didn’t do anything wrong, you would feel guilty as hell. I was never a rule-abiding person. So as soon as Julian’s gaze fell on me, I felt so guilty I wished I could confess all the mistakes in my past life on the spot. Therefore, I always stayed as far away from Julian as possible. But now, I actually married Julian. Two parallel lines that originally crossed and then separated, crossed again after Ava’s birthday. 3 After celebrating wildly outside, Ava felt it wasn’t enough, insisting I accompany her home to continue drinking. Julian was home alone, but he wasn’t feeling well, greeted us simply and went back to his room to rest. Ava and I drank in the living room for a long time. In the end, Ava lay motionless, and I still had a trace of rationality. After barely dragging Ava back to her room to lie down, I staggered out again to drink the remaining wine. Until feeling dizzy, I shook my head, groping my way back to Ava’s room based on memory. But probably because I drank too much, I groggily entered Julian’s room. Waking up, my clothes were scattered all over the floor. Julian had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, shirtless, brows furrowed tightly, cheeks flushed red. I felt something was wrong, reached out to touch, and sure enough Julian was running a high fever. Knowing Julian’s house always kept a medicine box, I quickly got out of bed, put on clothes, and prepared to go out to get medicine for him. We are all adults, I planned to digest last night’s events myself. But when tiptoeing out of Julian’s room, I accidentally bumped into Julian’s mother. At that moment, I collapsed inside. I tried hard to squeeze out a fake smile. “Auntie, good morning…” Julian’s mother looked at the just closed door, then at me with messy hair. Her expression was first stunned, then gossipy, and finally ecstatic. Our families have been friends for generations, and Julian’s mother has always liked me very much. As if afraid I would slip away, she held my hand tightly with excitement, and called Julian’s father and my parents. Both parents laughed from ear to ear, even starting to discuss wedding details on the spot. Ridiculous! It was me who reminded Julian’s mother that Julian was running a high fever, allowing him to successfully take fever medicine. 4 After Julian recovered, he actively found me to explain. “That night, we… actually nothing happened.” I understood, nodded, didn’t think it was strange. When getting out of bed that day, my body indeed felt no discomfort. I was puzzled at the time. With Julian’s height of 1.88 meters, looking slim in clothes and muscular without. Logically it shouldn’t be. Wait! We both stripped like that, yet nothing happened? This Julian… Could it be… he can’t do it? “Cough cough…” Perhaps my scrutinizing gaze was too obvious, Julian coughed twice, ears slightly red. I woke up from a dream, smiling awkwardly. “You explained to me because of our parents, right? “They were also dizzy for a moment, making random matches. “Don’t worry, since nothing happened between us, I’ll go back and explain clearly to my parents and cancel this marriage. “And even if something happened, actually…” Julian interrupted my chatter with a calm face. “No.” I blinked, a bit confused. “Then?” Julian looked at me seriously, eyes warm and calm. “I want to marry you.” “Huh?” “I thought about it carefully. Our families are old friends, and both sides are familiar with each other. “My family is indeed urging tight, and you also broke up…” I made a stop gesture, puzzled. “Wait, how did you know I broke up?” I only told Ava about dating Leo, even my parents didn’t know. And breaking up with Leo happened two days ago, I planned to tell Ava tomorrow. Julian pursed his lips, dodging my inquiring gaze. “You… said it yourself that night.” “Oh.” I nodded thoughtfully. Drinking makes it easy to forget things, don’t know if I said other messy things. Julian continued. “We can be husband and wife in name only, have nothing to do with each other after marriage, just to deal with elders in the family.” My eyelid twitched uncontrollably. “Husband and wife in name only”, “nothing to do with each other”, “deal with elders”. Who would have thought these words came from Julian? Seeing no response from me, Julian upped the ante. “You also said that night you wanted lots and lots of love, if not, then you wanted lots and lots of money.” My mouth twitched. Heavens. Being drunk isn’t scary, being drunk and having someone help you recall is truly scary! Julian calmly took out a black card, dealing me a fatal blow. “This is my supplementary card, no limit, no password, use it as you like.” The black card was too dazzling, Julian saying this seemed to be glowing. I nodded inexplicably. Julian took me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the procedures right then. Walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Julian handed me a key. “This house will be our marital home. I’ve had people clean it up, you can move in anytime directly. “If you want to today, that’s also fine.” I held the marriage certificate in my left hand and the key in my right. Felt something wasn’t quite right, but couldn’t quite put my finger on it. An inexplicable illusion of helping count money after being sold. I was quite curious, when did Julian make these preparations? This is too sufficient! He even had my household register? Ridiculous!

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Transmigrated as a fake heiress who is as calm as a chrysanthemum, the real heiress bound me to a mind-reading system to expose my true colors. The real heiress wanted to compete with me. I looked at the skinny CEO, regretting in my heart: 【Too thin won’t work. Men need to be strong, dumplings need to be eaten hot. 【Dumplings! Want to eat, but I must be as calm as a chrysanthemum. I’ll secretly order two portions later.】 The CEO stood up for the real heiress, threatening to make me go back home. Me: 【Yay, if I go home now, I can catch the One Piece update.】 CEO: ? Later someone said I was pretending to be lofty. The real heiress sighed: “…Not really, she just equally doesn’t care about anyone.” 1 【A cool and aloof heiress can’t eat garlic in public. Wait until tonight when they’re asleep, I’ll sneak out to eat.】 Mia White, who had just snatched that priceless pearl necklace, froze. Earlier, the “Calm as a Chrysanthemum” system found me and said I just needed to maintain a calm demeanor, showing decency and aloofness. I couldn’t think of a reason to refute, so I faintly said “Mm” and accepted the task. System: Good lord, getting into character so quickly! After living calmly for a while, Mom suddenly told me she found her biological daughter, Mia White. The system told me that Mia White is the real heiress, and I am the fake heiress, Chloe White. Originally, my character would gradually expose her malice in the struggle with the real heiress, be expelled from the family, and finally court death continuously, ending badly. But my system bound me to the “Calm as a Chrysanthemum” system, so I could save this villain character’s tragic fate by not fighting or snatching. I was instantly moved, but had to act calmly, so I said to the system: “Oh.” System: … Today Mom took us to choose birthday gifts. We were switched at birth, so our birthdays are the same. Mom intended to buy me something more expensive. I said indifferently: “Anything is fine.” But Mia White snatched that priceless pearl set first: “Since sister says anything is fine, I want this set.” Mom frowned, disgust written on her face: “Why snatch? No look of a lady at all!” Mia White looked triumphant, not hurt at all, staring at me as if watching a good show. I lowered my lashes and said faintly: “As long as sister likes it.” But inside, waves were surging: 【Pearls (Zhen Zhu), steamed pig (Zheng Zhu)! Mmh, dipping in soy sauce with some garlic is super fragrant. 【But I am a cool and aloof heiress, I can’t eat garlic in public. Wait until tonight when they’re asleep, I’ll sneak out to eat. 【White cut pork, remember, you are the eternal god.】 Mom lost her temper and helplessly patted Mia White: “Fine, take whatever you want. Your sister won’t fight with you.” 2 Officially past eighteen, my parents told me I have a fiancé arranged since birth. But I was switched, so actually, the engagement partner isn’t me. Me: “Uh, okay.” But the next second, Dad told me the other party wanted both of us sisters to meet him. 【What the hell, thinks he’s the emperor? Picking and choosing, puke puke puke.】 Dad scolded angrily: “What do you know! The Gu family is a connection everyone in the elite circle wants to climb. “We have two daughters, meaning one more chance for cooperation.” On the surface: “Mm, for the White family, I will go see him.” Inside: 【Oh, sure enough men understand men best. Could it be Dad also wants to hold a beauty selection?】 Dad, who was inexplicably slapped by Mom: ? So, we two sisters were led to the Gu Corporation CEO’s office. Before seeing Lucas Gu, Mia White whispered in my ear: “Just wait, everyone will watch your show.” I didn’t understand, but the appearance of CEO Lucas Gu made my heart fluctuate. 【CEO is here! This is Lucas Gu, my fiancé.】 Seeing me staring at Lucas Gu in a daze, Mia White looked triumphant, waiting to watch a good show. Lucas Gu’s gaze swept over, disregarding the White parents, and said to me unpolitely: “You are the imposter who stole Mia’s eighteen years of life? “I advise you to give up the engagement voluntarily, don’t be ungrateful.” I couldn’t be happier, but had to act calmly. Nodded indifferently: “Okay.” 【This man is too thin! First time seeing such a skinny dog CEO, eye-opening. 【As everyone knows, men need to be strong, dumplings need to be eaten hot. 【Dumplings! Pan-fried and steamed dumplings are both delicious, but I must maintain decency, can’t eat dumplings anywhere. 【I’ll secretly order two portions later, one fried and one steamed. 【Hehe, so witty, worthy of me.】 Mia White froze on the spot, body stiff, as if acupoints were pressed. Lucas Gu suddenly ordered his assistant: “One hour, find me the best fitness coach in the city!” I quietly stopped that assistant: “Your President Gu also said to order a portion of pan-fried dumplings and a portion of steamed dumplings, put them in the meeting room next door.” 3 Sitting in the CEO’s office, I looked at the door anxiously. The dumpling takeout had arrived; it’s only delicious when hot. However, I must remain cool and aloof. How can I show that I’m scratching my ears and cheeks wanting dumplings? Lucas Gu negotiated with my parents arrogantly: “So, I will only fulfill the engagement with the true daughter of the White family.” 【Fragrant dumplings! I want to eat, find an excuse to slip out.】 The CEO frowned, “…This thief who stole Mia’s eighteen years of life, you must also kick out of the house.” 【Good! Just say I have a stomachache and want to poop. No, a cool woman can’t say such things.】 Mom stood up excitedly: “Chloe is also our daughter. Even without blood relations, there is the affection of raising her. “President Gu, what benefit does proposing such a condition bring you?” Lucas Gu smiled wickedly: “No benefit, just like seeing thieves get what they deserve.” I slapped the table and stood up, saying faintly to everyone in the room: “Have something important to do outside.” Everyone in the room: …Important thing? Eating dumplings or pooping? But I didn’t know my inner voice was heard, walking towards the meeting room with a serious face. Dumplings! Fragrant dumplings! Delicious! Worthy of the CEO’s special assistant, you know how to order takeout! 4 I returned to the CEO’s office looking cool and aloof, hearing Lucas Gu using that piece of land in the western suburbs as a condition to make my parents kick me out. Looks like my dad is very tempted. After all, he has coveted that land for a long time but couldn’t get it. Looking at Mom, she is also powerless, after all, she has no real power. I spoke indifferently: “It’s no problem for me to leave the White family.” Everyone looked at me, silence for a few seconds. Lucas Gu frowned and spoke: “Where does this garlic smell come from?” 【Damn. What to do? A cool and aloof heiress smelling of garlic is too undignified. Find a scapegoat.】 “That, your special assistant insisted on treating me to dumplings. Hard to refuse such kindness.” 【The dumplings were ordered by him anyway. Indeed the assistant’s problem, hmph hmph.】 Since you’re so good at ordering dumplings, I’ll award you a black pot (blame). The CEO’s assistant looked panicked, wanting to explain to Lucas Gu. But Lucas Gu held his forehead, looking like he understood everything, waving his hand to let him go out.

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When my biological parents found me, I had just climbed out of a mine. At that time, I was covered in coal dust, dirty and wretched. I could see that my biological parents looked at me with great disgust. Especially my biological father said: “Hire another car for her, don’t let her dirty the family car.” My biological mother endured her disgust and cared: “Child, you have been wronged these years. When you go home and wash up, Mom will love you well.” Then, they escaped into the car. Coming with them was also the adopted son of my biological parents, named Julian. He looked at me, then at his black Maybach, and finally sighed and said: “Get in my car.” “There is a bathroom at the mine, I can take a shower and change clothes before getting in the car.” I replied listlessly and went to take a shower. When I changed my clothes, I got into Julian’s Maybach and went back to my biological parents’ home. 1 After returning to the Gu family home, I didn’t see my biological parents, but saw someone similar in age to me, named Mia Gu, the fake daughter of this family, the one who was switched at birth with me. Mia stepped forward with a smile on her face, held my hand and said: “I should call you sister, right? Don’t worry, I won’t play the real and fake daughter game. We will be sisters in the future, let’s get along well!” As she spoke, she stuffed a fruit knife into my hand and pulled me to stab her. First meeting, Mia put a fruit knife in my hand and pulled me to stab her. Is this the Gu family’s alternative welcome ceremony? I am lazy, but strong, and didn’t let her succeed. She pulled hard, couldn’t pull it, looked at me again, blinked her clear eyes. Then, she wanted to continue pulling. I pointed to the phone hanging on my chest and cherished words like gold: “Recording life.” Mia was scared and immediately let go of my hand. At this time, Julian, who had parked the car, came in. Seeing me holding a fruit knife and Mia looking terrified, his face also became strange. I was too lazy to explain and casually put the fruit knife in Mia’s hand. “Brother, you’re back?” “I asked Sister Zhou to prepare lotus seed porridge for you, I’ll go get it for you now.” Mia’s face was full of ingratiation. “Not hungry.” Julian shook his head, then looked at me and asked: “Chloe Su, are you hungry?” “Too lazy to eat.” I walked to the sofa and collapsed directly on it. From my backpack, I took out the snacks I carried with me and stuffed them into my mouth looking half-dead. This is my life state, sit if I can, lie down if I can sit. “Sleepy?” Julian asked with concern. “Okay.” I continued to eat, took out my tablet again, typed code on the tablet with my left hand, swiped my phone to watch videos with my right hand, and stuffed snacks from time to time. Julian and Mia looked at me like looking at a monster. Especially Mia had walked over and said seemingly kindly: “Sister, you have suffered these years and haven’t learned the rules of wealthy families. If others know you are like this, it will make the Gu family lose face, but don’t worry, I will teach you social etiquette.” “Too lazy to learn.” I yawned and kindly reminded by the way: “The mine is very busy, are you sure you don’t go home to help?” In my opinion, biological parents should be visited, otherwise I wouldn’t have returned to the Gu family. So I think she should also want to see her biological parents. But Mia’s mouth twitched, and her eyes instantly turned red: “Sister, if you don’t like me in the Gu family, I’ll leave.” 2 “Whatever.” I saw it. She said she wouldn’t play the real and fake daughter game, but she still wanted to fight. But fight for what? Property? Then I’m not interested. I really wanted to tell her that I’m not interested in money. But I knew she definitely wouldn’t believe it because normal people wouldn’t believe it. I was too lazy to explain. Julian walked over, sat next to me and said: “Mom and Dad said they are going abroad for a few days. They will compensate you well when they come back. Hope you don’t think too much.” “Oh.” I nodded, in a state where my soul could float out of my skull at any time. Julian was also a little helpless, then looked at Mia and asked: “Is the room ready?” “Still preparing, but I value my sister very much, so there are many things to prepare.” “Brother, how about letting sister stay in the guest room today?” Mia said somewhat awkwardly. Julian frowned, seemingly seeing through Mia’s little thoughts: “Chloe just came back, how can she stay in the guest room? She is family, not a guest!” “I know, brother. In this family, only I am an outsider…” Mia said and actually cried. I saw Julian rolling his eyes. I wanted to roll my eyes too, but was too lazy to roll. “I can live anywhere, as long as there is a window for ventilation.” I said casually. Julian breathed a sigh of relief, seeming to rejoice that I, the real daughter, was not difficult to deal with: “Then choose any room you want, except for Mom and Dad’s, and tomorrow I will arrange your room personally.” Mia said aggrievedly: “Brother, I can also arrange a room for sister.” Julian ignored her at all, but said to me: “I have to go to the company for a meeting in the afternoon. Whatever it is, we can talk about it when I come back at night.” “Oh.” I responded and continued to lie like a corpse on the sofa. Julian shook his head, seeming a little helpless about my laziness. He left quickly. It seems his position in the company is very important. After he left, Mia said to me: “Sister, let me take you to a good room, you will definitely be satisfied.” “Okay.” I got up reluctantly. If I could strip naked and lie like a corpse in the living room, I would stay in the living room. I really was too lazy to move at all. As for Mia being attentive, I knew this dog thing would definitely play tricks, but I didn’t care. Sure enough, she sent me to a room on the second floor. This room was very clean, with a faint scent of orchid, and everything was arranged very regularly. It could be seen that the owner of this room had mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder. And according to my current observation, the mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder patient in this family should be Julian. Sure enough, I soon saw Julian’s photo on the desk. I looked at Mia helplessly, thinking you dog thing really think I’m stupid? Can’t tell this is Julian’s room? Mia acted as if she didn’t see it, smiled at me and said: “Sister, if you think this place is good, rest first.” “Okay.” I nodded. Although I knew she was pitting me, I was really too lazy to find another room. Really want to take a shower, then lie on the bed like a corpse. Mia couldn’t help laughing, then ran out immediately, afraid that I would change my mind. I went to take a shower, then lay like a corpse. After dark, I was woken up by Julian’s light cough. He was wearing a black haute couture suit, standing coldly in front of the bed, looking like he was waiting for my explanation. 3 Mia whispered beside him: “Brother, I can’t help it either. Sister insisted on staying in your room. I told her you have mysophobia, but sister just wouldn’t listen.” “Comfortable?” Julian held back for a long time and actually asked this word. And I thought he would be angry, after all, Mia provoked very hard. I rubbed my eyes and nodded seriously: “Comfortable, the incense helps sleep.” “Then you sleep here.” Julian looked at me surprisingly, seemingly not expecting that I knew incense helps sleep. Mia saw this and said aggrievedly: “Brother, you were unhappy when I entered your room before. Why can sister sleep in your room?” “Hungry?” Julian ignored her, but looked at me with a smile and asked. I nodded and added: “Don’t want to get out of bed.” “Okay, I’ll bring it up for you.” Julian nodded and turned away. Mia widened her eyes and gritted her teeth: “Why? He treats you so well just after you came back. He has mysophobia but allows you to sleep in his bed, even let you eat in his bed. Why?” I was too lazy to talk, took out my phone, and swiped videos. Mia felt like a clown, but didn’t leave, seemingly wanting to see how I eat in Julian’s bed. Not long after, Julian pushed a dining cart in. The dining cart had a small table board. After pulling it out, it could be used as a table. I just needed to sit up to eat. I sat up listlessly, rinsed my mouth first, then buried my head in eating. Julian went to the desk to handle company affairs with his computer, not looking at my side at all. Mia walked over and picked up the juice on the dining cart. I knew she wanted to harm me, most likely would splash the juice on the bed, and then accuse me of rudeness to Julian who had mysophobia. Although I didn’t know what Julian’s reaction would be, I was sure that if she played tricks, I would have to change rooms. I am lazy, I don’t want to move. So I picked up my phone and aimed it at her. Mia froze just as she was about to splash the juice, handed the juice to me with a smirk and said: “Sister, drink juice.” “Not drinking.” I looked at Julian’s side, he was also looking over. Accidental eye contact, I found his eyes were beautiful and deep as if they could gain insight into everything. “Mia Gu, you are about to take the college entrance exam, don’t you need to work on your homework?” Julian spoke. Mia’s mouth twitched, knowing he was driving her away, so she could only leave. After I finished eating, the nanny came in to clean up. Then I still typed code with my left hand and swiped my phone with my right. Unknowingly, I found that more than three hours had passed, and I was sleepy again. I planned to take a shower and then sleep. At this time, Julian also finished his work. He walked over, put a bottle of medicine on the bedside table and said: “Traditional Chinese medicine, for brain nourishment.” “Thank you, brother.” I looked at him suspiciously, wondering how he knew I needed brain nourishment? However, he had already left the room. I was too lazy to ask, took a shower, took the medicine, and fell asleep soon. In the next few days, I almost never left the room. Mia always wanted to find trouble, but had no chance. Julian handled official business in the room every day, but we hardly talked. Until this day, when I was still sleeping in bed, the quilt was suddenly pulled off. I woke up with a start and found that my biological parents were back. The one who pulled my quilt was my biological father. “How can you sleep here?” 4 Father Gu scolded angrily. “Sister, although brother is adopted, you should also pay attention to the impact!” “If people know that you, the real daughter of the Gu family, sleep in your brother’s room as soon as you come back, what will become of propriety?” “The face of the Gu family cannot be ruined like this!” Mia immediately added fuel to the fire. Mother Gu cried even more sorrowfully: “What a sin, how could my biological daughter be like this, I don’t want to live anymore.” Father Gu scolded: “You are at the age of studying, how come your brain is full of these improper thoughts, why don’t you get up?” I casually pulled the quilt back, covered myself again, and pressed on the phone again. Then, the lights in the room were turned off, and the projector was turned on. The projector played the surveillance of this room. From when Mia brought me in, until this moment. I was too lazy to speak, but didn’t want to be wronged. After Father Gu and Mother Gu glanced at Mia, their faces changed. But Father Gu said again: “Your sister brought you here because she wanted you to have a good environment, but you should also know to avoid suspicion!” Mother Gu sighed: “After all, grew up in the countryside, has no rules at all, and doesn’t understand consideration for others.” I figured it out, they didn’t care about right or wrong, just simply didn’t like me. But if they don’t like me, why did they beg to find me back? I was helpless but didn’t want to say more. Fortunately, Julian came back and relieved me. But when they left the room, I heard Father Gu say something unpleasant, roughly: “You have to be decent, you are going to marry for the Gu family in the future. If your reputation is ruined, it won’t be worth anything.” I saw Julian’s profile when he heard this, expressionless, as if he were already dead. Then, I was called down to eat again. At the dinner table, Father Gu and Mother Gu sandwiched Mia in the middle. They looked more like a family of three. Mia was also very likable and knew how to say things that made them happy. Father Gu and Mother Gu would look at me with disappointment, and then look at Mia with relief, as if comparing. Mia said suddenly again: “Sister, did you go to school in the countryside?” “Graduated.” I said漫不经心 (casually). Father Gu frowned: “You are the same age as Mia, she is only in the third year of high school, you graduated? What did you learn?” “Computer and welding.” I said truthfully. Father Gu slapped the table and said: “How can a child of my Gu family learn such unpresentable things like welding?” Mother Gu also quickly said: “Mia is now studying in the third year of high school in Su City No. 1 Middle School, and has hope of getting into Qinghua or Peking University. You go to muddle along for half a year too. Even if you can’t get into a good university, your father and I will donate a building so you can have a good school to muddle a diploma.” “But I have already graduated.” I wanted to tell them that I studied in the Junior Class of Harbin Institute of Technology, graduated long ago, and even started working. This time going home is visiting relatives, and I will go back to work soon. But my work unit has a very high confidentiality level, the kind that can’t even be mentioned. Plus I was lazy, I didn’t explain. Father Gu slapped the table again and scolded: “Still dare to talk back? I decided, you will go to report at No. 1 Middle School tomorrow!” Good guy, remolding me directly? And if I remember correctly, the year I graduated from Harbin Institute of Technology, I came to Su City No. 1 Middle School to guide work. I really want to see what expression the principal of No. 1 Middle School will have when he sees me going to study at his school.

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One day, as Lucas drove his Maybach past a traffic light, a driver in the next car suddenly asked him, “Hey, handsome, you’re driving a Maybach now. Is the woman beside you still the same one who suffered with you back then?” Lucas instinctively turned his head. The passenger seat was long devoid of my figure, the woman who had worked hard with him. Instead, a silk scarf belonging to his female secretary lay there. He finally remembered that because he had been flirting with his new female secretary, I had been giving him the silent treatment for over half a month. When Lucas returned home, feeling lost, a divorce agreement sat on the table, and a pregnancy test with two lines lay in the trash can. When he finally found me after much searching, I gave him two choices: “Either you transfer all your assets to my name and give me custody of the child, and I’ll give you one last chance. “Or we divorce right now, split the assets equally, I get an abortion, and we become strangers.” Lucas eventually chose the first option. Because of my hard-to-get game, he gave our marriage a suspended death sentence. What he didn’t know was that I wasn’t afraid of divorce. I just didn’t want the joint marital assets to go to the mistress cheaply. Why should one person plant the tree and another enjoy the shade? Even if we were to divorce, it would be after I squeezed the last drop of value from him… Chapter 1 When Lucas returned home, feeling uneasy, we had been giving each other the silent treatment for over two weeks. This had never happened before. He looked everywhere in the house but couldn’t find me. The noise woke up the nanny, Mrs. Zhang. When Mrs. Zhang came out of her room yawning, she was surprised, “Sir, you finally decided to come back!” Lucas looked at the empty living room, feeling unusually panicked, “Where’s my wife? It’s so late, why isn’t she home?” Mrs. Zhang sighed and said, “The wife moved to the suburban villa a few days ago. She left this for you, and I found this in the trash can.” As she spoke, she pointed to the divorce agreement on the table and took out the pregnancy test with two lines from the drawer. Seeing Lucas frowning in confusion, Mrs. Zhang explained, “The wife is pregnant!” This was our first child in five years of marriage. We had always looked forward to it, but it came at such a bad time. Lucas looked at the two lines, stunned for a long time before his mood calmed down. He had a child; he was going to be a father? Huge joy mixed with a trace of confusion swept over him, making him stagger a couple of steps before standing firm. The next moment, he grabbed the car keys on the table and walked outside. Mrs. Zhang was confused, “Sir, where are you going so late? Aren’t you staying the night?” Lucas shook his head. His mind was filled with my determination to leave him and the baby in my belly. He drove fast through the quiet streets late at night, just to find my whereabouts quickly. But he didn’t know that all this was part of my plan… Chapter 2 After receiving the call from Mrs. Zhang, I, who had already fallen asleep, got up from the bed and put on a very scheming natural-looking makeup. It made my eyebrows and eyes look less sharp, adding a touch of exhaustion and grievance. Who told Lucas to be soft-hearted but hard-headed? When he arrived, I didn’t open the door when he rang the bell. He opened it himself with his key. He was afraid of waking me up and afraid I wasn’t home. He tiptoed upstairs until he saw the figure lying on the bed. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. Lucas didn’t know whether to wake me up. And if he did, what should he say? He only knew that after half a month, he was finally lying in the same bed with his wife again. He reached out to hug me as if nothing had happened, “Wife, give me a hug!” But what happened happened. I was glad I was rational. I gently pushed him away. I didn’t quarrel with him. I turned on the light, sat up, didn’t turn back, my voice slightly hoarse, “Let’s talk.” Lucas knew he couldn’t dodge this and had to face it. He also sat up and said “Okay” nervously. At this moment, he was even prepared for divorce. Although he just realized that he didn’t want a divorce that much. His wife had a decent job, a decent education, and impeccable looks. Except for not being as young as the new young secretary, she was superior to the new young secretary in every way. More importantly, we finally had a child together, the child he had once looked forward to immensely. I turned to look at him, my eyes red as if I had cried before. The sharp eyebrows and eyes suddenly seemed much softer in front of him. Lucas couldn’t take his eyes off me immediately. He felt I looked just like when we first started dating. Once upon a time, I was also a little girl whose eyes would turn red after a few words of quarrel with people. Rather than the strong woman he was familiar with now. Seeing him recall the past, I knew this step of the plan was successful. I discussed with him calmly, “Because you helped me when I was in my most difficult time and brought me out of the swamp of my original family, I give you two choices. I gave him two choices: “Either you show your sincerity, sign the agreement transferring all assets to my name, and give me custody of the child. Once you cheat again, you leave with nothing. Make me feel you are not so useless, our marriage can continue, I will give birth to our child within the marriage, and I will forgive your mental cheating. “Or we divorce right now, split the assets equally, I get an abortion, and we become strangers. You chase your little secretary, and I’ll go get some male models, raise a young boyfriend, live the good life you want.” Lucas looked at the ultrasound report I handed him and fell into deep thought. The report showed I was six weeks pregnant. The child in my belly looked like a little bean sprout. It might not have feelings yet, nor know its parents might divorce. It was just quietly absorbing nutrients and developing there. Thinking that after the divorce, this child would be taken out by cold forceps and thrown into the trash can, and his wife would get male models and raise a young boyfriend. He suddenly regretted it. He shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have reached this step with me for a little secretary. The price was too high! Chapter 3 But if he signed the agreement transferring all assets to me, wouldn’t his efforts over these years be in vain? He fell into a long silence. Reason told him he should negotiate with me. Not the conditions for divorce, but if we don’t divorce, could he not sign that asset transfer agreement? He was afraid he couldn’t control himself in the end and end up with nothing. Then he spoke, “As long as you forgive me this time, I promise to live well with you in the future. I can give you half of the company shares under my name.” But I wasn’t buying vegetables at the market. I wouldn’t bargain with him. Once I was at a disadvantage in that way, I would lose this round. I shook my head firmly, “You broke my heart. It’s hard for me to believe you will live well with me in the future unless I see the sincerity I want.” But I knew it was useless to push too hard. I patted his shoulder, “I give you three days to consider. When you’ve considered, notify me.” After speaking, ignoring his attempts to keep me, I moved to the guest room. If I cried and begged him to stay, he might not be guilt-ridden and touched. Instead, he would think I was cheap and couldn’t leave him. Instead, my hot and cold attitude would make him unable to forget, unable to let go, unable to figure out! The next morning, I rarely gave myself a break and slept until I woke up naturally. When I went to the living room for breakfast, Lucas was rarely still not at the company so late today. The table was full of various breakfast items I used to like. Obviously, he wanted to talk to me a second time. The divorce negotiation, because I held the chips, turned into a long tug-of-war, really annoying! Chapter 4 Sure enough, after breakfast, he spoke. He knelt on one knee at my feet, gently kissed my hand, trying to move me with gentle words, “Wife, I know I was wrong. I was just impulsive. The person I love is still you. I didn’t go to a hotel with her either. Just forgive me this time!” But it wasn’t like that. I carefully studied male cheating psychology last night. It said that men cheating isn’t impulsive, but a choice made after weighing pros and cons, fully understanding the consequences. Maybe the money earned in recent years made him arrogant, making him think divorce was no big deal, so he let a little secretary dance in front of me. If he went all the way in one direction, set his sights on that woman, divorced me directly for her, and went all the way in one direction, I would respect him as a man. But he wanted both, greedy, wanting both the freshness of the young secretary and reluctant to part with the wife and child at home, then he wasn’t worth my soft-heartedness. I didn’t relent. After wiping the soy sauce stain from my mouth, I leaned back comfortably in the chair, “The conditions are still the same. They say once unfaithful, never use again. I give you one chance, already the utmost benevolence and righteousness. Consider it well!” Lucas saw I was impervious, left the villa without a word, and went to work. After my best friend knew about this, she gave me an idea, “Chloe, why don’t you just divorce him? I’ll find you a young boyfriend later. What’s the point of eating this half-cooked rice?” I laughed at her clumsiness, “Silly, if I give up my seat now, won’t it be cheaper for the vixen outside? “Even if we divorce, it will be after I squeeze the last drop of use value from him!” I thought about it. I’m almost thirty. This child didn’t come easily. I definitely want to keep it. That’s the question of custody. This is my only child, and also his only child. Once divorced, he will definitely fight me for the child’s custody. He has money and background now. I might not win against him. Better dig a pit and make him give it to me willingly. Without wasting a soldier or a pawn, the issue of child custody is solved. After listening, my best friend gave me a thumbs up, “You’re awesome!”

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