After offending the universally adored heroine, my life became a living hell. The school bully male lead rallied the entire school to isolate me. The devoted second male lead got me fired from my part-time jobs and stripped of my scholarship. The sinister villain pretended to approach me, planning to seduce and dump me just to vent the heroine’s anger. Sophie Lotus smiled, her expression innocent yet cruel: “Kneel down and kowtow to me, then crawl around the field like a dog three times. “I’ll tell them to let you go. How about it?” Meanwhile, my phone wouldn’t stop buzzing with notifications. [Be good, agree to be with me.] [No one will bully you ever again.] [Baby, don’t work those jobs anymore.] [Let me take care of you, okay?] [Does the puppy like his new collar… Master?] 1 I am the disposable cannon fodder in a story where everyone loves the heroine. Unfortunately for her, I’m prettier and smarter. So, when I ranked first in the entire school again, Sophie cornered me in the bathroom. She smiled sweetly, slapped herself twice, and mouthed silently: “Are you ready for your punishment?” The next second, the school bully, Lucas Stone, burst in. Sophie wiped her tears and threw herself into his arms. Lucas comforted her gently. But when his gaze fell on me, it was ice-cold. He didn’t say a word to me. No threats, no insults. But a few hours later, I learned the consequences of messing with Sophie Lotus. 2 My desk was stuffed with trash, my textbooks shredded and tossed in the bin. Dirty water was splashed on me in the hallways, and I was locked in bathroom stalls. In class, no matter how high I raised my hand, the teachers ignored me. When I tried to talk to classmates, they covered their noses and ran away in disgust. So this is what school bullying feels like. I decided to isolate everyone first. I stopped talking to classmates, stopped answering questions in class. I was cautious when using the bathroom or walking in the halls. I cleaned out the trash, carefully taped my books back together. And then. I ranked first in the grade again. This time, my score was even better. Fifty points higher than Sophie’s. Her eyes were red all afternoon. After school, a group of strangers cornered me. They dragged me by my hair to an abandoned building. Kicks and punches landed mercilessly on my body. A lighter singed my hair, and my clothes were torn off. I saw someone holding a phone, recording. Throughout it all, Lucas just watched coldly. Like he was looking at garbage. Until someone approached my face with a small knife. I panicked a little. Such a beautiful face. It would be a pity to ruin it. So, I desperately lifted my head to look at Lucas. My eyes filled with tears, panicked and pitiful. Lucas paused. I didn’t miss the flash of astonishment in his eyes. The next second, he looked away, his voice flat: “Carve it on her body. Leave the girl some dignity.” Soon, someone pinned my limbs down, like a pig for slaughter. My shirt had long been tossed into a corner. My bare stomach became a canvas. The blade cut into my pale skin. I bit my lip to stifle the scream. Just shedding helpless, pear-like tears. After a long time, they finally got bored and left. I climbed up expressionlessly, looking down at the word on my stomach. They had carved “Slut.” Just because I took the first place from the beloved heroine, I’m a slut? Then what if I take everything else from her? 3 Lucas’s family is the wealthiest in North City. The young master is too precious for school dorms. He has a luxury apartment near the school where he usually stays. I found a way to sneak in. Stripped naked, I lay under the covers, waiting to give him a surprise. The lights turned on. Lucas saw me, a flash of surprise in his eyes. But he didn’t look away with those dark, heavy eyes. Instead, his gaze slithered over my skin like a cold snake. I shrank back, trembling as I said: “Can… can you stop letting people bully me…” Lucas smiled, his voice lazy: “Sure, if you’re obedient enough.” I played along, disguising myself as a docile little rabbit, letting him do as he pleased. While crying and begging him to slow down; In the blind spots he couldn’t see, I greedily traced his face and body with my eyes. A face as exquisite as a computer model, broad shoulders, narrow hips, eight-pack abs… I’ve never had something this good before. As everyone knows, in a heroine-centric story, all good things belong to her. Such a prize shouldn’t have been within reach for a cannon fodder like me. Sophie Lotus personally delivered him to me. So I accepted graciously and enjoyed him thoroughly. 4 Lucas kept his word. After that day, the overt bullying decreased. Sophie was unhappy. But Lucas just said lazily: “Don’t worry, she’s learned her lesson. “She won’t provoke you again.” To make Sophie happy, Lucas transferred me from the top class to the worst one. If I saw Sophie in the hallway, I’d hide far away. Meanwhile, Lucas and I met frequently. We were obsessively addicted to each other’s bodies. The difference was, Lucas always bared his fangs openly. While I played hard to get, pretending to resist. Physical intimacy naturally brings hearts closer. When not having sex, we chatted like normal friends. As a romance novel male lead, Lucas inevitably had a cliché backstory. Lack of parental love since childhood, longing for sincere affection. Falling for Sophie was just because of a piece of candy she gave him as a kid. In war, conquering the heart is the best strategy. I established myself as a warm little sun. Constant care and concern every day. Good mornings and good nights, energetic encouragement, sharing funny stories. Just moving my fingers, didn’t cost a cent. Over time, Lucas started replying. [Will you be at school today?] [No] [Which dress do you like on me?] [1] [Saw a necklace that suits you perfectly, I’ll buy it for you when I save enough from work!] [.] On Lucas’s birthday, I bought the necklace as promised. Along with a cheap cake I got from a food delivery app promo. Lucas’s eyes were terrifyingly cold. He stomped the gift box flat and choked me with his large hand. “Who allowed you to celebrate my birthday without asking? “You’re just a toy to relieve boredom. “Given a little face, and you forget your place?” I was choked until my eyes rolled back, almost fainting. Lucas finally let go, tossing me aside. In the original story, Lucas’s mother died in childbirth. His father hated him for taking his beloved wife’s life and was cold to this son. To Lucas, his birthday wasn’t a celebration of birth. It was the anniversary of his mother’s death. So, Lucas never celebrated his birthday. Every year on this day, he would hide alone. Even the heroine, Sophie, didn’t dare find him then. My action undoubtedly touched Lucas’s taboo. I coughed incessantly to relieve the pain of suffocation. When I looked up at Lucas, a smile was squeezed onto my face again. “But, today is your birthday— “Birthdays are for eating cake, receiving gifts, making wishes…” Lucas kicked the sofa violently. “Are you f***ing deaf? “I said I never celebrate birthdays!” I asked calmly: “Because of your mother?” Lucas’s expression froze. Then, a huge rage ignited. He yanked my hand, dragging me up from the floor. Gritting his teeth, he said: “Chloe, do you really want to die?!” I stared calmly into his pupils. Without a trace of fear, I said lightly: “But, she was willing to give her life just so you could be born into this world.” Lucas froze. Looking deep into his eyes, I continued: “So, at least on this day. “I hope you can be happier than anyone else in the world.”

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My daughter, Mia, was about to receive her award at the robotics competition when a well-dressed man suddenly stood up. “I remember your school has a rule: a donation of five million dollars adds ten points to the student’s score for the year. There’s five million on this card. The first prize belongs to my son!” Everyone present was stunned. The teacher hesitated for a moment before nodding. Mia stood on the stage, bewildered. “But I’m the real winner!” The man’s son sneered at Mia. “Mia Carter, so what if you work hard? My mom is rich. The chance to study at the top lab belongs to me.” Mia was about to cry. I walked up, held her hand, and smiled at the arrogant father and son. “You say there’s five million on the card? Is it true? Why don’t we verify it right now?” The man nodded proudly. “Of course. My wife has plenty of money. Swipe it now!” My smile deepened. That card was clearly my supplementary card. It was the allowance I gave my wife! 1 Charles glanced at me disdainfully and handed the card to the teacher with an air of superiority. Someone gasped, “That’s… that’s the Supreme VIP Black Card! Only those with assets over a hundred billion can have it!” “Oh my god, the Chen family is top-tier wealthy!” Charles clearly enjoyed the praise, his arrogance undisguised. He glanced at Mia with a mix of contempt and pity. “Little girl, blame your parents for not being able to afford five million. People like you, no matter how hard you try, are just stepping stones for us.” Mia’s face flushed red, and she shouted angrily, “That’s not fair! I won first place!” She had loved artificial intelligence since she was little. She prepared for this competition for three years, and the study opportunity was her dream. Parents whispered among themselves, some sighing. “This is too cruel to the child.” “But wealth is power, especially in international private schools like this. There’s no fairness in the face of privilege. This is a lesson she must learn.” Even the teacher shook his head at Mia. “Rules are rules.” Seeing this, Leo Chen laughed even more arrogantly. “I told you, Mia Carter, you can’t beat me. So what if you have talent?! Your efforts are worthless in front of me!” “Dad, can I go get the award now?” Charles looked at me triumphantly and said to his son, “Of course.” Mia’s face crumpled, tears welling up in her eyes, stubbornly repeating, “I won first place, I won first place!” Heartbroken yet amused, I whispered in her ear. Her eyes widened. “Dad, really?” I nodded. “Watch.” Just as Leo strutted towards the podium, the teacher hurried over. “Mr. Chen, this card is locked. It can’t be used!” Charles frowned and raised his voice. “Impossible! You bumpkins just don’t know how to use it!” Helpless, the teacher handed the card reader to him. Beep! A mechanical female voice announced: “Your card cannot be used!” “How is this possible?” Charles stepped back in surprise. Other parents laughed. “Mr. Chen, did you pick up that card somewhere?” “If you don’t have five million, why pretend? How embarrassing!” Charles gritted his teeth and tried again and again. “Your card cannot be used!” “Your card cannot be used!” The laughter and murmurs grew louder. Leo got anxious. “Dad, what’s going on? I need to get the award!” Watching Charles’s embarrassment, I stepped forward and smiled. “Since Mr. Chen can’t produce the five million, the first prize still belongs to my daughter.” Mia’s face brightened. She winked at me and started towards the podium. “Wait! The card has a problem, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have five million. The award is my son’s!” Charles stared at me darkly, then dialed a number. Soon, my wife, Sarah’s voice came through. 2 After hanging up, Charles regained his arrogance. “Don’t worry, son. No one can take this award from you. It’s yours!” He looked at me provocatively. I sneered. Just now, Charles and Sarah flirted on the phone, their tone so intimate it was embarrassing. Soon, my phone rang. Sarah ordered me arrogantly: “Zachary, what’s wrong with the card you gave me? Contact the bank immediately to unlock it and raise the limit to fifty million!” I remained calm. “What do you need so much money for?” “Business entertainment, of course. Stop nagging and do it!” I lowered my eyes to hide the coldness within. Anyone familiar with me knows this is a sign of impending doom. Ridiculous. A woman living off my family dares to keep a lover under my nose and boss me around. I must have been too lenient, making her forget who the real master of this house is! Seeing no reaction from me, Sarah sent a few angry voice messages and then went silent. Charles held up his phone, showing a bank balance of exactly five million! He smiled politely, but his eyes were full of triumph. “Teacher, rest assured. I told you, rich families don’t lack five million. Even fifty million is nothing. Unlike families living on wages, stingy about even a hundred thousand.” He glanced at me meaningfully, then pretended to be kind to Mia. “Little girl, remember to be born into a better family next time. Don’t let your hard work be snatched away so easily.” Mia smiled at Charles. “Uncle, no one can snatch what belongs to me!” I stepped forward, smiling, and said slowly: “Exactly. No one can snatch what belongs to my daughter!” “It’s just five million.” A kind parent pulled me aside. “Mia’s dad, five million isn’t a small amount. For the rich, it’s handbag money, but for ordinary families, it’s astronomical. The study opportunity is rare, but don’t risk your family’s future.” Other parents advised me not to be impulsive, while sycophants sneered: “How much do you earn a year? Trying to imitate the rich, throwing money around. Careful not to lose your house!” “Some people just want to show off without weighing their own worth!” It’s my fault for teaching Mia to be low-key. Everyone thinks we’re an ordinary working-class family, and Mia got into this school on merit alone. I glanced at the sycophants, noting their associated companies, and made a decision. I smiled politely at the teacher. “I’ll do as Leo’s dad did and transfer the money to the school account.” Ding! “Five million received!” The mechanical voice from the teacher’s phone silenced the crowd. Then someone shouted: “Holy crap! Mia’s dad really paid five million!” Charles’s face darkened. He gritted his teeth and operated his phone. Ding! “Ten million received!” The crowd erupted. “Ten million?! Is he crazy?” “You don’t understand. This is top-tier wealth! Mr. Chen is truly powerful!” Three large donations in a row made the teacher wipe sweat from his forehead. Leo couldn’t help but gloat. “Dad, you’re the best!” Charles enjoyed the praise, patting his son’s head. “Son, don’t worry. Your mom said whatever you want, she’ll support it. What’s ten million?” Indeed, what is ten million? An unfaithful woman using my money to support her lover and bully my daughter. She really has a death wish! I wonder how far Sarah will go for this father and son, and how much money she has embezzled from me? Under Charles’s arrogant gaze, I spoke slowly: “Twenty million!” 3 Everyone stared at me in disbelief. “Is Mia’s dad crazy? Does he have twenty million?!” Charles gritted his teeth. “Talk is cheap…” Before he could finish, “Ding! Twenty million received!” echoed in everyone’s ears. My smile deepened. “I don’t mind contributing more to education. Do you want to continue? I’ll play along to the end!” “Oh my god, Mia’s family isn’t simple! Who knew!” The teacher wiped his sweat again, unable to hide his joy, and looked at Charles. “Leo’s parent, do you want to raise the bid?” Charles’s cold gaze darkened. He took out his phone and called Sarah again. Moments later, triumph returned to his face. He deliberately unfolded his tri-fold phone, revealing the wallpaper. Someone spotted it immediately. “The woman on the screen is Sarah Shen, General Manager of Zhouhai Group! My god, she’s Leo’s mom!” “Look, it’s a family of three on the screen. Hard to imagine the cold, high-powered business goddess smiling so sweetly.” “Mia’s first place is gone. No matter how rich her dad is, he can’t beat Zhouhai Group in this city!” A kind parent pulled me aside again. “Mia’s dad, stop trying to be brave. Everyone knows how powerful Zhouhai Group is. Offending them means losing your business and going bankrupt!” Charles walked towards me arrogantly, eyes full of contempt. “I wanted to keep a low profile, but someone is blind. Now you know? Your petty cash is nothing to top families like us!” I raised an eyebrow. “You mean your wife is Sarah Shen, GM of Zhouhai Group?” “Dad, that’s clearly…” Mia almost blurted out. I pressed her hand and winked. She understood immediately. Charles and his son didn’t notice our interaction, still basking in the flattery. Charles nodded at me arrogantly. “Scared now?” He smiled maliciously. “You offended me today. But I’m generous. If you and your daughter kowtow three times to me and my son in front of everyone, I’ll tell my wife not to pursue your fault.” “Otherwise, she’ll bankrupt your family!” “Little girl, forget about robotics competitions. You won’t even be able to afford school!” Mia was furious. “I’ve never seen such shameless people!” She spat at Charles. “Pah!” Leo rushed over to hit Mia. “I’ll kill you, little bitch! How dare you spit on my dad!” I pushed him down. A scream. “Dad! My knee is scraped! It hurts!” Charles glared at me, seeing Leo’s bloody knee, his eyes turned murderous. “This won’t end well today. My wife is coming. Zhouhai Group’s legal team isn’t to be trifled with. You and your daughter will spend the rest of your lives in jail!” I raised an eyebrow. Saves me the trouble of calling Sarah. My group’s special assistant and top legal experts are on their way with divorce papers and Sarah’s termination letter. Today is the end for this adulterous couple! Hearing Sarah was coming, the sycophants rushed to comfort Leo and mock me, their words getting viler. “Lowly people don’t know their place. You can’t bear GM Shen’s wrath! Prepare to lose everything!” “Mia, forget school. Go pick trash with your dad!” “Picking trash isn’t enough. The old one finds a sugar mama, the young one will follow suit and find a sugar daddy! Fast money!” Just then, a Cayenne sped up. “It’s the Zhouhai executive car!” “GM Shen is a virtuous wife, caring so much about her husband and son to come so fast! The Carter family is finished!” The sycophants looked at me and Mia with undisguised malice. Charles smiled, his face twisting with the pleasure of impending revenge. “Poor loser, my wife is here. Your death date has arrived!” 4 I remained calm, a faint smile on my face. “Is that so?” Sarah, dressed expensively, went straight to Charles and Leo, ignoring me and Mia a few meters away. Seeing Leo’s bloody knee, she was furious. “Who did this? Don’t they know Leo is my son?” “Who has a death wish!” Charles gritted his teeth. “Wife, it’s that bastard! You must get justice for me and our son!” Following Charles’s finger, Sarah’s dark face froze, turning into shock. I met her gaze meaningfully, slowly walking over with my daughter. Charles urged, “Sarah, it’s them!” Sycophants chimed in, “GM Shen, this pair of lowlifes bullied the young master and refused to apologize!” Forced, Sarah walked towards me quickly. As she got close, she lowered her voice: “Zachary, what’s going on? Why are you here? And you hurt Leo? We’ll talk at home. Now, apologize to them solemnly, and we’ll let this go. I don’t want to embarrass you publicly.” I raised my eyebrow and voice so everyone could hear: “Apologize? Is she worthy?! Sarah Shen, shouldn’t you explain why Leo calls you mom and Charles calls you wife?” The crowd buzzed. “What does this guy mean? Questioning GM Shen?” “He sounds like a husband questioning a cheating wife!” “Impossible. Everyone knows GM Shen is here for Charles and Leo.” Embarrassed, Sarah’s face turned green. She whispered a threat: “Zachary, don’t go too far. I just adopted Leo. Why are your thoughts so dirty! A grown man picking on a child!” “Besides, I’m your wife! We share honor and disgrace! Embarrassing me does you no good. Shut up and apologize!” I sneered and slapped Sarah hard across the face. “Sarah Shen, have you forgotten who you are?” The crisp slap stunned Sarah and shocked everyone. “Is this guy crazy?! Hitting Sarah Shen, GM of Zhouhai Group? Does he want to die?” Charles glared at me. “You bastard, dare to hit my wife!” He ordered the security guards, “Hold him down! I’ll knock his teeth out!” Security rushed at us. Sarah stared at me silently. Just as they got close, Mia blurted out: “Mom, Charles and Leo bullied Dad and me. Why are you siding with them and letting security hurt us?” “Mom, don’t you know Leo tried to buy my first prize with money? You know how important this award is to me!” Everyone was shocked. “Mom”? “Mia calls Sarah mom, Leo calls Sarah mom. Either someone’s crazy, or this is huge gossip!” “Quick, livestream! Guaranteed viral!” Mia looked angry. “Mom, say something!” “Little bitch, what are you yelling! She’s my mom. Who are you?” Leo glared at Mia. Charles scanned my face and laughed: “I see, you’re picking a fight with me to get attention and seduce my Sarah. Are you worthy?” “You and your daughter are equally low!” He glared at Mia. “No wonder a girl so young reeks of sluttiness. Like father, like daughter. Has she tasted men already?” My anger surged. “You have a death wish!” I won’t allow anyone to insult my daughter. My face darkened terrifyingly as I looked at Sarah: “Sarah Shen, aren’t you going to explain clearly to everyone?”

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I stole the title of “No. 1 Socialite” from Chloe Zhou, and even her affectionate “brother,” Lucas Gu, turned around and fell in love with me. Lucas spent 300 million at an auction just to light the Sky Lantern to please me, which infuriated Chloe so much she fell ill. A twenty-carat pink diamond was presented to me. Lucas, with his devastatingly handsome face, looked at me with deep affection: “May I invite you to be my dance partner tonight?” I smiled, placing my hand on Lucas’s shoulder, accompanying him to various high-end venues. Traveling the world, climbing snow-capped mountains, bungee jumping from great heights. Just as my smile was at its brightest, Lucas let go of my hand for the first time: “The Gu family is a prestigious clan; they will never allow me to marry a girl from a humble background like you.” “I truly love you, but I can’t marry you. I can buy a villa to keep you, giving you a life of luxury.” He wanted me to agree to be his mistress. I pretended to be confused: “You love me? Aren’t we just friends?” … 1 Lucas frowned. “Are you angry?” He rubbed his forehead helplessly. “It’s not that I don’t want to marry you, but the difference in our social status is too great. You can’t expect me to break ties with my entire family just to marry you, can you?” Ten minutes ago, Lucas was gently praising me as the cutest fairy in the world. Ten minutes later, Lucas’s attitude changed completely. He released my hand with a weary look. “Calm down and think about it. Contact me when you’ve figured it out.” Lucas left without looking back, not giving me a chance to speak. For the past six months, he treated me like a princess, almost plucking the stars from the sky for me. To say I wasn’t hurt would be a lie, but I knew what could be done and what couldn’t. I would never make the same mistake twice. My new phone number received harassing messages again: [Baby, haven’t you played enough yet?] [At most half a month, I’ll come pick you up.] My hands trembled uncontrollably. I removed the SIM card and turned off the phone again. I didn’t leave the house for three days. Listening to his lackey’s report, Lucas’s brow relaxed slightly. “I thought she was really tough. Didn’t expect her to be so heartbroken she wouldn’t even go out.” “Lucas, you’re the man. Took down the ice queen Harper Lin in less than six months.” “The bet isn’t won yet. Harper Lin has to agree to be your mistress for it to count.” Familiar voices reached my ears, all close friends of Lucas. Not long ago, they were warmly calling me “sister-in-law.” Behind my back, they treated me as fodder for a bet. 2 I knew these rich kids played games with life and didn’t take feelings seriously. Now I experienced it firsthand. In high society, being a mistress is the most shameful thing. Not to mention my father was a business partner of theirs. If I became Lucas’s mistress, not only I but my father and the entire Lin family would be looked down upon. Trying to push a woman into the abyss by exploiting her sincerity is despicable. Lucas gently peeled a chocolate for Chloe, his tone indifferent: “Harper Lin is afraid of heights and the dark, yet she went bungee jumping and did escape rooms with me. I’ve won this bet for sure.” Another person laughed and added, “Who asked her to steal Chloe’s thunder? The daughter of a nouveau riche should stay in her lane. The title of No. 1 Socialite isn’t something she can covet.” “Everyone knows the Crown Prince of the Capital, Sebastian Shao, is choosing a wife. Chloe has liked him for so many years, hoping to become the No. 1 Socialite to catch his eye.” Lucas’s eyes darkened. “Whatever Chloe wants, I’ll get it for her.” Hearing this, I couldn’t help but sneer. I thought Lucas and Chloe were in love, and he played me to vent anger for her. I didn’t expect Chloe liked someone else. Through the crack in the door, I saw Chloe leaning shyly on Lucas’s shoulder. Lucas claimed to treat Chloe only as a sister, but his eyes were filled with tenderness. “Lucas, where’s Harper Lin? I really want blueberry cake.” I looked down at the blueberry cake in my hand and couldn’t help but smile sarcastically. My phone vibrated: [Didn’t you say you’d be here soon? Are you here yet?] Six hours ago, Lucas specifically asked for blueberry cake from City A. I rushed back with the cake, only to hear this. Indeed, an ungrateful wolf can’t be tamed, no matter how much effort you put in. I threw the cake into the trash can. The thud attracted the attention of the people inside. Lucas instinctively pushed Chloe away and walked towards me with a smile: “Why didn’t you say anything when you arrived?” He glanced at the cake in the trash, showing no guilt, only accusation: “Chloe just felt unwell and leaned on me. Why be angry? Do you doubt me?” Lucas turned the tables, frowning, “I made Chloe sick for you, and she just recovered. Do you really want me to break ties with all my friends for you?” Lucas used this rhetoric to make me feel guilty. 3 But this time, I didn’t apologize immediately as before. Instead, I said calmly: “It’s your freedom to be friends with anyone.” Hearing this, Lucas felt uncomfortable, but seeing my calm expression, he didn’t think much of it. He raised his chin arrogantly as usual. “It’s right for you to think this way. Have you thought about what I told you before?” In the six months I was with Lucas, I was obedient to him and never said no. Now, Lucas thought I would compromise again. Before I could speak, Lucas frowned again, “Tomorrow my mom arranged a blind date, all marriage alliances between wealthy families. You won’t make a scene, right?” As soon as Lucas said this, the others looked over expectantly. Chloe gloated, “Women outside are naturally different from those arranged by the Gu family. Sister Harper isn’t unreasonable; she wouldn’t make a scene embarrassingly.” I didn’t speak, just looked at Lucas expressionlessly. Not getting my assurance, Lucas looked impatient. He said coldly: “As long as you’re good, I’ll give you everything you should have, cars, houses, jewelry.” Actually, Lucas didn’t need to give me anything. From the moment he said those words, I had completely given up on him. Just as I was about to refuse, Lucas suddenly threatened, “If you still harbor thoughts of marrying into the Gu family, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Your dad invested a lot in that project, right? If you don’t want him to jump off a building due to bankruptcy, behave yourself.” I looked at Lucas in disbelief, not expecting him to say such things. During our six months together, even if he was arrogant, he never used power to oppress others. This was the first time he showed his dark side. It was also the only chance I gave him. I lowered my eyes. “I won’t marry you.” Lucas raised an eyebrow in surprise. Chloe and the others looked at each other, not expecting me to be so agreeable. In their imagination, I should be hugging Lucas’s leg crying to marry him right now. Lucas clenched his fists unconsciously. Whether in family background or appearance, he was top-tier. How could I not want to marry him? Suddenly thinking of something, Lucas chuckled: “Harper, are you playing hard to get?” 4 I frowned in confusion, but Lucas smiled and stepped forward. “Whether you’re playing hard to get or something else, don’t come to my blind date with the Princess of the Capital tomorrow. Otherwise, I will break up with you completely and never see you again.” His tone hid a threat, eyes full of frost. Some time ago, Lucas and I argued, and he threatened to break ties and never see me again. At that time, I hadn’t gotten tired of playing with this young master of the Gu family, so naturally, I coaxed him to reconcile. But now, I didn’t want to coax him anymore. I took a step back, tone icy: “I won’t ruin your blind date with anyone. I’ll move out of the villa tonight, rest assured.” Lucas’s friends whistled and jeered: “This canary is tamed. Watching you go on a blind date without crying or making a fuss.” “Tsk tsk tsk, sounds nice as a canary, sounds bad as a mistress. In ancient times, it was called a kept woman, hahaha~” I didn’t know how these people’s brains worked, mistaking my words for willingness to be a mistress. Just as I turned to leave, Lucas suddenly frowned and scolded coldly: “Shut up! Who allowed you to discuss Harper?” Everyone froze, and Chloe’s smile stiffened. She smiled bitterly and tugged at Lucas’s sleeve. “The other brothers just misspoke. Why be angry?” Lucas didn’t spoil Chloe as before, his voice slightly cold. “Discussing others to their face, embarrassing them, is this your upbringing?” As soon as these words came out, Chloe couldn’t smile anymore. Lucas was practically slapping her face, almost throwing the word “uncultured” at her. Chloe glared at me jealously, turned to act coquettish to Lucas, but he dodged sideways. Lucas softened his tone to me, “I’ve scolded them. Don’t take those words to heart. I’ll come see you after handling the blind date tomorrow.” He took out a crudely made ring from somewhere. “I made this myself. You must wear it at all times.” Lucas also had an identical male ring on his hand; obviously, these were couple rings. But I wasn’t moved. A slap followed by a sweet date was his usual tactic. How could I not see through it? Moreover, Lucas defended me just now because he classified me as his property. These people mocking me was slapping Lucas’s face.

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After our parents passed away one after another, my long-lost brother, Julian, returned. On his very first day back, he claimed to be able to predict the future. He pointed at our housekeeper, Mrs. Reed, and said she wouldn’t live past tomorrow. Everyone scolded him for his loose tongue. But the next day, Mrs. Reed fell from a fifth-floor window and died. After this incident, the family started to half-believe his “superpowers.” Soon after, he claimed our century-old family mansion was cursed and that we had to move immediately. With the previous lesson in mind, the family agreed. The day after we moved, the old mansion caught fire and burned to the ground. From then on, everyone believed him implicitly, but I remained skeptical. Later, he declared in front of everyone that I was a jinx and that my presence would bring doom to the family. My eldest sister, who managed the household, listened to him and suggested I leave for a while. Unexpectedly, shortly after I left, I was in a car accident. When my family wanted to save me, he stopped them. “This is his karma. Anyone who helps him will suffer.” In the end, I died a miserable death on the street. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Julian claimed to have special powers. … 1 “Hello, family. I’m so happy to be back after being lost for ten years.” “I’ve suffered a lot out there, but I’ve also learned many skills.” “Not to brag, but I know the past five hundred years and the future five hundred years. With me here, the Chen family will surely reach new heights of glory.” “Rest assured, brothers and sisters, as long as I, Julian, am here, I will help everyone avoid misfortune and find good luck!” Julian’s boastful speech snapped me back to reality. I had been reborn, back to the day Julian claimed to have superpowers. Looking at the enemy who caused my tragic death in my past life, I wished I could tear him apart. But I knew all I could do now was watch and wait for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow. He spoke mystically on stage, but the family below just smiled politely. No one truly believed his charlatan words. The servants, however, didn’t have such restraint. They whispered about this new boss who seemed like a lunatic. “Did they find this young master in a mental hospital? He talks nonsense.” “I don’t know if he knows five hundred years, but I know he’s definitely a moron.” Mrs. Reed, the housekeeper known for her loud voice, made her comments clearly audible to everyone, though she seemed unaware. 2 Julian’s sinister gaze swept over the crowd, fixing on the laughing Mrs. Reed. He pointed at her, gritting his teeth: “You won’t even live past tomorrow, yet you have the nerve to laugh here!” “Go home and prepare for your funeral!” Mrs. Reed, with her fiery temper, couldn’t stand such insults. Ignoring his status as her employer, she jumped up to retort: “You’re the one who won’t live past tomorrow!” “I’m alive and well, and I’ll live to a hundred! But you, a stray cat or dog found from god knows where, daring to play the prophet in the Chen family—you’ll die a horrible death!” Julian had intended to use the prophecy to intimidate Mrs. Reed and establish his authority. Instead, he invited greater humiliation. losing face, he tried to rush at her. My eldest sister, Charlotte, stopped him and slapped him hard. “You’re a grown man, yet so loose-lipped. How can you expect her not to be angry when you speak like that?” “You asked for it. How do you have the face to trouble others?” My second sister, Susan, also came over to scold him: “Julian, you must have picked up bad habits out there. You need to correct them slowly.” “The Chen family has a reputation. We can’t let people know we have a crazy charlatan in the family.” “Sisters, I’m not speaking out of anger. I really can predict the future…” “Shut up! If you dare spread these superstitions in the Chen family again, get out!” Julian wanted to defend himself but was sternly interrupted by Charlotte. At this moment, my fiancée, Victoria, stepped forward to mediate. She stood in front of Julian, smiling at my sisters. “Charlotte, Susan, calm down. Julian just came back and doesn’t know the rules. Don’t hold it against him.” Then she turned and subtly winked at Julian, signaling him to stop talking. This scene shocked me. In my past life, Victoria also mediated when my sisters scolded Julian. I didn’t pay much attention then, but now it seemed incredibly suspicious. Although she was my fiancée living with us, this was a family matter. Was it her place, an outsider, to intervene? Especially that wink at Julian—it was definitely not something strangers would do. Did they know each other before? Seeing Victoria smooth things over, my sisters stopped scolding Julian and arranged for him to stay in the servant’s room on the first floor with visible disdain. Hearing Julian would stay on the first floor, Victoria suggested: “Charlotte, since Julian is on the first floor, I suggest moving Mrs. Reed, who clashed with him, to the fifth floor to avoid further conflict.” Our house had five floors, with a housekeeper for each. Mrs. Reed was responsible for the first floor. Charlotte thought Victoria’s suggestion made sense and agreed. The fifth floor was where Susan lived. In my past life, Mrs. Reed fell to her death while cleaning Susan’s windows after being transferred there. Mrs. Reed’s family later caused a scene, calling Susan a devil for making employees do dangerous work. Susan, gentle by nature, fell into deep self-blame and eventually developed severe psychological issues. Thinking of this, I stepped forward and suggested to Charlotte: “Sis, let’s not move Mrs. Reed. She’s been responsible for the first floor since she joined us. Moving her to the fifth floor right after an argument with Julian might make her think she’s being punished.” 3 Charlotte seemed moved by my words. Seeing this, Victoria rushed to pull me aside: “Chen, why do you only consider Mrs. Reed’s feelings? Have you thought about how uncomfortable it would be for your brother to live with a servant he clashed with right after coming home?” Hearing Victoria, the whole family looked at me, thinking I was unwelcoming to this suddenly returned brother and deliberately letting servants make things difficult for him. Charlotte and Susan looked at me with disapproval. I quickly explained: “I’m willing to swap with Julian. He can have the third floor, and I’ll take the first. Is that okay?” In my past life, Mrs. Reed fell from the fifth floor. In this life, I would keep her on the first floor to prevent that. Julian, seeing I was willing to swap and keep Mrs. Reed on the first floor, looked at me with sinister eyes. “I didn’t expect my brother to be so loving, sacrificing himself to protect a servant. But no matter what you do, it’s futile. Because she,” he leaned close to my ear, “won’t live past tomorrow.” I pushed him away and scolded him as an older brother: “Julian, I don’t care about your charlatan acts outside, but behave yourself in the Chen family. Keep talking nonsense, and you’ll face family discipline!” A flash of resentment crossed Julian’s face, but he quickly suppressed it. Charlotte agreed to my moving to the first floor. While Mrs. Reed helped me move, I specifically warned her not to go to high floors or go out, to avoid all risks. Although she was angry about Julian’s prediction, I could see it had affected her. Hearing my warning, she nodded gratefully: “I know, Third Young Master. Thank you!” For the next day, I told Mrs. Reed not to do any work and just stay in her room. I even had meals sent to her. At dinner, seeing Mrs. Reed was fine, everyone remembered Julian’s prediction and laughed at him. “Still predicting the future, huh? Julian, stop playing the fool, or people will think you’re crazy.” Julian left the table with a livid face and went straight to his room. At 11 PM, I checked on Mrs. Reed. Seeing she was safe, I went to sleep relieved. But early the next morning, I was awakened by the servants’ discussions outside. “Oh my god, did you hear? Mrs. Reed on the first floor died last night. Heard she was bitten by a snake.” “The young master was right. She really didn’t live past yesterday.” I was startled, jumped out of bed, and rushed to Mrs. Reed’s room. It was empty, leaving only a mess. 4 I called the butler and learned Mrs. Reed was bitten by a venomous snake in her room last night and died on the way to the hospital. She had already been cremated. I was frustrated: “Why didn’t anyone tell me last night? She was the auntie responsible for my floor. I knew nothing about her being rushed to the hospital?” The butler looked wronged and pointed at Victoria behind me: “Third Young Master, we wanted to wake you, but Miss Victoria wouldn’t let us. She said you had important matters tomorrow and shouldn’t be disturbed…” I turned to glare at Victoria: “Why didn’t you let them wake me? She was our worker, dying so suddenly. How am I supposed to explain this to her family?” Victoria looked aggrieved: “You have neurasthenia from long-term insomnia. I did it for your own good.” “Besides, you’re not a doctor. What use is waking you?” “We sent her to the hospital in time. We couldn’t help it if she died on the way.” At this moment, Julian walked over smugly: “Third Brother, I told you she wouldn’t live past today, but you didn’t believe me.” “Yesterday you lectured me for a servant, today you blame your sister-in-law for her. Who is your real family?” Victoria immediately chimed in: “Julian is truly magical. He said this Mrs. Reed wouldn’t live past today, and she died last night.” Then she turned to me: “Chen, stop blaming me. Ask Julian what taboos we should avoid to stay safe!” I glared at her angrily: “You have a master’s degree, yet you believe this charlatan nonsense? Did you learn nothing in school?” As soon as I finished, noise came from outside. “The Chen family must give us an explanation! My mom was fine yesterday, and today you tell me she’s cremated!” “I wasn’t even there when she was cremated. Who gave you the right? Did the Chen family murder my mom?” Mrs. Reed’s son had arrived. Thinking of how he tried to kill Susan in my past life, my heart tightened. This time, I insisted on keeping Mrs. Reed on the first floor, leading to the snake bite. Would he take his anger out on me? Fortunately, Charlotte stepped in early, explained the situation, and promised a large compensation. He didn’t cause a scene like before. After this incident, the family’s attitude towards Julian’s “superpowers” changed. Charlotte even asked him personally what the Chen family should watch out for. Julian shook his head in the courtyard, pointing at our century-old mansion: “This house can no longer be lived in. Staying here will bring disaster to the Chen family.” Hearing him say our ancestral home was cursed, Charlotte’s face changed. “Julian, don’t talk nonsense. The Chen family has lived here for a hundred years. Generations have thrived here. How can we just move?”

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My roommate is sensitive, petty, and extremely possessive. When I saved a seat for another classmate, she cried, complaining about why I would save a seat for someone else and not her. In the cafeteria, the lunch lady gave me one more piece of meat than her. She reported the lady for negligence, causing the woman to lose her job. Even when my boyfriend wanted to come home with me for the holidays, she kept making things difficult. She claimed she had never been to a nice house and insisted on pitifully tagging along. Once we got there, she treated my parents like servants, making them wait on her hand and foot. She even asked my boyfriend to warm her bed. It all ended on my birthday. I treated my roommates to a hotpot dinner. Because I didn’t serve her food personally, she flipped the boiling pot. She disfigured my face. During the ensuing struggle, I fell. I died. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn. I was back on the first day of freshman year, the day she walked into our dorm. 01 While we were eating, my roommate, Tina, suddenly threw her chopsticks on the floor. She buried her head in her hands and started wailing. “What is wrong with you now?” My boyfriend, Ken, couldn’t help but raise his voice. Tina pouted, her eyes red rimmed. She looked at me with pure grievance. “Lynn, why did you skip me when you were serving the food just now? I waited until the meal was almost over, and I didn’t get a single piece of tripe. Do you all look down on me that much?!” The more she spoke, the more victimized she acted. Huge tears rolled down her cheeks. My grandparents couldn’t bear to see the younger generation cry. They quickly flagged the waiter. “Two more plates of tripe, please.” “Child, don’t cry,” my grandma soothed. “It was our oversight.” My parents were baffled. But having been tormented by her for the first three days of the holiday, they were somewhat used to it. They sighed, having no patience left to coax her. This scene happened at my birthday party. My family was happily eating hotpot and singing songs. My boyfriend had just cut the cake for me. The roommate who had insisted on following me home for the holiday ruined everything. She flipped the table. The spicy, boiling beef tallow splashed directly onto my face. I jumped up, screaming in pain. Through the agony, I realized everyone else was fine. The pot had been pushed specifically in my direction. I couldn’t speak. I just covered my face while my parents and grandparents frantically called for an ambulance. Ken couldn’t take it anymore. “Tina, are you crazy?! We treated you like family! It’s one thing to be a nuisance every day, but now you want to kill her?” Tina showed no remorse. She sat opposite us, arms crossed, staring coldly. “It’s not like I haven’t been burned by oil before. Relax, it won’t kill her!” She sneered. “Doesn’t she have a happy family and a perfect life? Why does she get to look down on me? Why didn’t she serve me food?” I finally snapped. The pain and the frustration exploded. “Get out! Get out of my house right now! From now on, we are strangers. I’m applying to change dorms the second school starts!” 02 Hearing that I no longer pitied her background, no longer sympathized with her poverty, and would no longer tolerate her… Tina’s expression turned evil. She rushed at me. Slap. She hit me hard across the face. My parents and Ken were downstairs dealing with the bill or waiting for the ambulance. No one was close enough to help. My grandparents tried to intervene, waving their frail hands to stop her. Tina screamed recklessly, “You said you would be good to me! You broke your word! You deserve this retribution!” I was stunned by the slap. My face, already blistered from the scald, throbbed with unbearable pain. My grandparents were over eighty years old. “Young lady, why are you hitting people?” they cried out, trying to pull her away. But how could two elderly people withstand the shove of a young woman used to farm work? One was pushed to the ground. The other clutched his heart, breathing rapidly. “Medicine… medicine…” I trembled with rage, tears mixing with the oil on my face. “Tina! You eat my food, wear my clothes, use my things, and now you hurt my family? You have no conscience! You deserve every beating your stepfather ever gave you!” Hearing me mention her abusive stepfather, her face twisted. She lost all reason. She reached out, her hands closing around my neck. I wasn’t as strong as her. She forced me back toward the stairwell. We struggled. I lost my footing. I fell down the stairs and died on the spot. … When I opened my eyes, Tina was dragging a woven plastic bag through the dorm door. She looked shy, cautious. I was making my bed on the lower bunk. She had dark skin and a small frame, but she carried a massive package. She whispered, “Classmate, I’m afraid of heights. Can I have the lower bunk?” Seeing I didn’t react immediately, she added, “If not, that’s fine. I shouldn’t have asked. Sorry.” Her voice faded like a dying mosquito. At that moment, I knew. I was reborn. I was back on the first day of freshman year. 03 In my previous life, I was too kind. I treated her too well. That’s why she took advantage, thinking she was entitled to everything I had. In this life? Absolutely not. I didn’t even turn my head. “Sorry, I’m afraid of heights too. Ask someone else.” She persisted, ramping up the pity act. “Classmate, I’m from a village. I’ve never lived in a tall building or taken an elevator. I get scared as soon as I’m high up. Please, I’m begging you.” Before I could speak, Gloria spoke up. Gloria had short hair, a sharp tongue, and slept on the opposite top bunk. She jumped down and landed lightly on the floor. “If you’re so precious, why live in a dorm? Go rent an apartment. You can have a living room and kitchen all to yourself.” Gloria was straightforward. In my past life, her lack of empathy almost caused Tina to jump out the window in a fit of depression. I was the one who pulled Tina back. I was the one who comforted her. Because of Tina, the other roommates isolated us. I stood by her. And she repaid me with murder. In this life, I decided to cling to Gloria. She would be my voice of reason. Before I could say anything, sobbing filled the room. Tina squatted on the floor, burying her face in her knees. She looked miserable. Just then, our fourth roommate, Vanessa, walked in. Vanessa was beautiful, wealthy, and had perfect grades. She usually kept to herself. In my last life, she didn’t fall out with Tina until Tina stole her mother’s vintage haute couture gown, ruined it, and tried to sell it online. That’s when Vanessa moved out. I looked at Vanessa. She was the rich queen bee I needed to help deal with Tina. I smiled at her. “Hey, why don’t you take this lower bunk? The door is drafty, and you look like you get cold easily.” Vanessa looked at me suspiciously, then at the crying girl on the floor. She was smart. She wouldn’t take sides until she knew the score. And honestly, she disdained getting involved in our drama. 04 Hearing that I would rather give the bunk to the princess-like Vanessa than to a poor villager like her, Tina snapped. She ran out of the room crying, acting as if she’d been bullied. When she returned, she brought our Resident Advisor (RA). The RA frowned at us. “How can you discriminate against a classmate? You’re college students. Tina is from a rural area, yes, but she hasn’t done anything to you. I expect you to get along.” Gloria crossed her arms. “Who bullied her? You need evidence for accusations.” “Is whatever she says the truth? If she says we killed someone, do we go to jail tomorrow?” The RA wasn’t expecting freshmen to be this tough. She softened her tone. “Look, you’re all roommates now. It’s fate. Take a step back and compromise.” Tina thought she had won. She nodded eagerly at the RA. “Yes, Senior Sister is right!” She turned her teary eyes to Vanessa. “Classmate, please. Can I have that bunk? I’m terrified of heights.” It was a classic moral kidnapping. Vanessa looked at Tina, then at the RA staring expectantly. Vanessa came from a wealthy family; she feared no authority. She reached into her designer bag, pulled out a stack of cash—two thousand yuan—and threw it at Tina’s feet. “Go see a doctor.” Tina’s face twisted in rage. “What do you mean?!” Gloria chimed in perfectly. “She means if you’re sick, go to the hospital. Don’t try your guilt trips on us. We’re not buying it.” I almost applauded. I decided right then: Gloria is my best friend in this life.

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I am the entertainment industry’s most famous simp, and a successful one at that—I married the Movie King. But then, one day, I awakened. I discovered I’m the vicious ex-husband of the male lead (the top) in a BL novel. I’m the cannon fodder villain who took advantage of the male lead (the bottom) going abroad to use schemes and force myself on the top, eventually dying a miserable death. And right now, I’m participating in a live-streamed couple’s travel reality show. Someone jokingly asked: “Sue, standing by this seaside, what do you want to do most right now?” I looked at the camera and answered: “Divorce.” Instantly, the internet exploded. 1 The room fell silent, and the live stream comments scrolled frantically. Because not long ago, I was still the number one simp for Movie King Julian Thorne, my husband. And now, I was actively proposing a divorce. [Is Sue crazy?] [What’s going on so early in the morning? Why the sudden divorce talk?] [Here for the clout again. Lol, Sue can’t live without drama.] [He was simping so hard a few days ago, and now he wants a divorce? Do you believe it? I don’t.] [Probably acting up again. Where does a small celebrity get the courage to act up everywhere?] [Oh well, haters are fans too~] 2 The comments flew by too fast for me to read any. “Oh, I get it, you mean ‘divest’, right? Yes, we have to split up for street interviews later, it really takes a lot of energy!” A guest tried to save the situation. I smiled and shook my head: “No, I said…” Suddenly, a force grabbed the back of my head and turned it. The next second, my lips felt warm. And the surrounding guests cheered: “Whoa~” The director team took the opportunity to cut the live stream. I pushed the person away with one hand and slapped him with the other. A crisp, loud slap echoed. After a gasp of surprise, only Julian and I were left in the huge living room. 3 Julian frowned slightly, his tone cold: “What’s wrong with you?” I pushed the limp black hair on my forehead back, unbuttoned the top button that was choking me, and the anger in my chest surged to my throat. Because just now, I accidentally bumped my head. And a memory suddenly appeared in my brain. It turns out I live in a BL novel, and I’m a vicious male side character! Feeling irritable from the flood of memories, I snapped: “What? Not pretending anymore?” I sat down with my legs crossed: “No way, did you really think I was the cool, pure type? Hilarious, I got tired of pretending ages ago.” After speaking, I stared at Julian, wanting to see his shocked expression. Unexpectedly, this guy had no expression, just hummed: “Okay, then don’t pretend. Put your legs down, crossing them is bad for your knees.” My happily swinging leg stopped and dropped. It felt like punching cotton—unsatisfying. Instead, I seemed unreasonable, choking myself half to death. Julian lowered his eyes and buttoned my shirt back up. His warm breath hit my face, and in the end, I didn’t push him away. “Alright, let’s go record the show.” Julian took my hand and walked out. Julian is just like that, making it impossible to lose your temper. 4 Julian and I met at my eighteenth birthday party. Back then, I was a rich second-generation idler relying on my family’s money, while Julian already had a name in the entertainment industry. Debuted at seventeen, Movie King at twenty, Grand Slam winner at twenty-five. Smooth sailing all the way, becoming a hot A-list actor in just seven years. His impeccable face and acting skills made famous directors sigh: “A born actor.” But Julian was aloof, rarely taking on anything other than acting, with very few scandals. So I schemed, checking online what he liked to eat, what clothes he liked, what type of person he liked. Finally got: Cool, innocent, cute. I looked at my non-mainstream outfit and red hair. I learned from my pain and changed on the spot. Two months later, I got used to wearing white shirts, smiling slightly, and dyed my red hair back to black. I hovered in front of Julian for half a year before successfully hooking up, then secretly seduced him for another year before finally getting together. Married for more than two years, I was still addicted to his face. Although he was a bit cold, I always thought that since he agreed to be with me, he must have feelings for me. Now you tell me he was forced to be with me and would abandon me for his white moonlight. Then those past incidents of my warm face meeting his cold butt suddenly made sense.

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I sent my crush a “Good morning,” “Good afternoon,” and “Good night” text every single day, right on schedule. Three months into chasing him, he finally cracked and bombarded me with messages. “Jane, are you a bot?” I looked at the message on my phone screen, thought for a moment, and replied: “Press 1 to unlock Wifey Mode.” 1. [Good night.] After finishing a long day of video shooting, I picked up my phone and sent my usual message to my crush. Work ended late today, so it was already past midnight. Ever since I confessed my feelings to him, he hadn’t replied to a single message. Sleepiness washed over me. Just as I snuggled under the covers, my phone started buzzing incessantly. [Your ‘Good night’ is exactly two hours, eighteen minutes, and thirty-six seconds later than yesterday!] [Are you texting other men?] [Was it all a lie when you said you only liked me?] [Reply to me right now! Immediately!] [Who chases someone by only sending three generic greetings a day?!] [Jane, are you a bot?] I groggily unlocked my phone. Through my half-asleep haze, I only really processed the last line. I thought for a moment. [Press 1 to unlock Wifey Mode.] The phone went silent instantly. I watched the “Typing…” bubble appear and disappear three whole times before a message finally came through. [R… really?] [1] 2. When I opened my eyes again, it was 1:00 PM the next day. I checked my phone and found someone had been messaging me all night. [If that’s the case, I’ve actually been working on my abs recently. They’re not bad.] [Never mind, this isn’t appropriate.] [Actually, I don’t really want to show them that much.] [You brought it up, I didn’t say I had to show you.] [Why aren’t you replying… did you change your mind?] [Jane, you did this on purpose!] [I hate you. I’m ignoring you!] The man on the other end had clearly stayed up all night. He texted from 1:00 AM until 6:00 AM. Looking at the wall of text, I was dumbfounded. I’m doomed. What on earth did I reply with in my sleep last night? I met Sawyer in a mobile MOBA game. I was playing a mage, and he, playing an invisible assassin, hunted me down the entire match. My final score was 1-26-0. The worst part? My teammates reported me for feeding, and my credit score dropped. Furious, I added him as a friend. [Mage isn’t my main.] [1v1 me in three days if you dare. I’ll destroy you!] He replied with a question mark. [Then who played the 4,000 mage games on your profile?] [Don’t worry about it! Do you accept the challenge or not?] He was silent for a long time. [Accepted.] 3. I successfully added him on text. He agreed to play the mage for our duel. Three days later, we met in the game as agreed. I picked the assassin I had been practicing furiously for 72 hours. I was confident. “Prepare to lose,” I trash-talked over the voice chat. Ten minutes later. I was crying like a boiling kettle. “How is this possible!” “I practiced for three whole days!” The man on the other end sighed. After staying silent, he finally spoke, his tone full of resignation. “Four thousand games and you’re still in Platinum tier. I didn’t know someone could actually be this bad.” “For only three days of practice, you did okay.” “Stop crying. I’ll carry you in ranked mode, okay?” His voice was shockingly attractive. As someone with a voice fetish, I was instantly hooked. I immediately created a lobby and invited him. In just one week, he carried me to the highest rank. We gradually got to know each other. He said his name was Sawyer. I laughed and said he had the same name as a current top-tier pop star. He didn’t respond, just encouraged me to quit my job and pursue my dream of being a beauty influencer. We often stayed on calls until midnight. But sometimes he was weird and would hang up abruptly. One day, I finally mustered the courage to confess to him. I hesitated for a long time. Although we had been connected for a while, he never posted a single photo. How could a truly handsome guy resist posting photos? What if he just had a nice voice but was actually a neckbeard living in a basement? Fine, then we’d just never meet in person! [Do you want to date? The kind where we never meet in real life.] He replied instantly. [?] [Never meet? Am I unpresentable?] I hesitated and made up a hurried excuse. But he never replied after that. I didn’t know what else to say, so I just started sending “Good morning,” “Good afternoon,” and “Good night” every day. This went on for three months. I thought he had blocked me long ago. Now, looking at the screen full of frantic messages, I was dizzy. I sent a tentative reply. [I was half-asleep yesterday and typing nonsense. Don’t take it seriously.] He replied immediately. [I didn’t take it seriously!] [Let’s meet up.] I stared at the words “meet up” for a long time, unable to react. Meet up? How could we? What if he’s a 300-pound, greasy middle-aged man? Not only would his image in my heart be ruined, but what if he saw me—a naturally gorgeous beauty—and refused to let me leave? Online flirting is fine, but offline meetings are dangerous. Seeing I hadn’t replied for a while, he seemed anxious. [You talk about liking me, but you’re scared to meet?] Damn man. He knows I can’t resist a challenge. [Let’s meet!] 4. I pulled the most expensive dress out of my closet. I did my makeup flawlessly. In my head, I was already picturing a dramatic scene where a man falls to his knees at the sight of my beauty. But thinking about reality made me nervous. I opened my drawer and tossed a canister of pepper spray into my bag. I took a taxi to the restaurant. I tiptoed to the entrance and peeked inside. A message popped up. [I’m here. In the corner booth.] But he didn’t say left or right. I was about to ask, but stopped myself. I couldn’t let him know I was here yet. I needed to scout the situation. I looked into the restaurant. In the far right corner sat a man wearing a black baseball cap and a black mask. I couldn’t see his face at all. I looked to the left. That man was short, looked about thirty, and his face was shining with grease under the lights. I closed my eyes. It’s over. That has to be him. What normal person shows up to a first date wearing a hat and mask indoors? So, the other one must be him! I hesitated at the door for a long time. Just as I decided to make a run for it, a hand reached out from behind and tapped my shoulder. I screamed internally. My hand was already in my bag. I whipped out the pepper spray and unleashed a cloud on the man behind me. I heard a miserable groan. Before he could react, I dived into a taxi across the street. “Drive! Go!” The engine roared. I could vaguely hear someone calling my name from behind, but I curled up in the back seat, too terrified to look back. After getting home and calming down, I finally built up the courage to check my phone. [Jane, you played me!] [We agreed to meet, why did you leave?] [You said you liked me, and now you flirt and run?] The wall of messages gave me a headache. I could only make up a lie to stabilize him. [Today was awful. I ran into a pervert at the restaurant entrance.] [I promise I’ll meet you next time!] The man seemed skeptical. He replied slowly: [Really?] I sent a nodding cat GIF immediately. After all, I still needed him to carry me in the game. Suddenly, an email popped up on my work computer. It was an invitation to a major televised makeup competition. I couldn’t believe a big show like this would invite a small-time beauty blogger like me. Suspicious, I opened the invite, my hand trembling on the mouse. It was real! I immediately took a screenshot and sent it to Sawyer. Followed by a smug emoji. [See? I told you my skills are undeniable. You have to watch on time when I’m on the show.] A voice message came back instantly. “Okay, okay, I promise to watch on time.” The tone was doting, making my imagination run wild. If he wasn’t an old uncle, but a tall, handsome guy with an eight-pack… that wouldn’t be so bad.

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Another “player” has set her sights on my boyfriend. When Julian plays basketball, she brings him candy. When he studies, she asks him questions. She uses every trick in the book, flirting relentlessly. I can’t help but laugh. After all, I’m a “player” too. Everything she’s doing? I did it first. 1 A new girl transferred to our class. She’s stunning, outgoing, and charming. Within a few days, she was friends with everyone. A classmate warned me: “Babe, watch out for that girl, Serena.” “I saw her giving water to Julian yesterday.” Julian is my boyfriend. Everyone in school knows this. Julian and I were even called to the principal’s office because of our relationship. In the end, we made a three-point pact: we can date, but no PDA at school, no crossing the line, and no affecting our grades. It was a huge topic of gossip back then, and people still bring it up. Serena is so popular; she can’t possibly be unaware. I paused while solving a math problem. “She’s just a nice person. Bringing water to a classmate is normal.” My friend looked around, then lowered her voice. “It’s not just water. She gave him gummy bears. Strawberry flavor, if I’m not mistaken.” “When has Julian ever eaten candy? You seriously need to watch out.” I finished the calculation and wrote down “A”. That was the last multiple-choice question on the practice test. Putting down my pen, I gave her a reassuring smile. “Thanks, but I trust Julian.” She pouted, looking at me like I was a lost cause. “You’re just too innocent.” “Be careful. I’ll keep an eye on things for you when I can.” I hugged her. “Babe, you’re the best.” She looked down at me and poked my forehead. “Use your head a little.” I smiled sweetly at her, my eyes curving into crescents. I didn’t tell her that the pack of strawberry gummies was in my backpack. 2 Strawberry gummies are my favorite. Julian couldn’t find them at the school store that day. Serena went to bring him water. Julian didn’t even glance at her. He just waved his hand slightly, the Hello Kitty wristband on his wrist catching everyone’s eye. I bought that wristband as a joke after seeing it on TikTok. Who knew that ever since I bought it for him, he would wear it every time he played basketball. Serena seemed prepared and didn’t mind. She opened her hand, smiling brightly. “I also brought you some candy. Want some to recover your energy?” Julian caught a glimpse of the candy, and his eyes changed instantly. His gaze moved slowly from the strawberry gummies to Serena’s face. Serena smiled, glancing at Julian and then looking away. Her expression was shy, like a girl playing hard to get with her crush. Even a heart of stone would be moved. Sure enough, Julian spoke to Serena. His first words were: “My girlfriend brought me water.” “My girlfriend likes this candy. Can I buy it from you to give to her?” Serena’s smile almost cracked. After a long pause, she managed to maintain her gentle facade and said softly: “It’s not worth much. Take it as a gift.” Julian frowned slightly, his tone a bit firmer. “She’s my girlfriend.” Watching this, I had a hard time holding back my laughter. When Julian brought me the candy, I almost kissed him right there. My eyes were overflowing with laughter. Julian just thought I was happy to receive the candy. He looked at me quietly, his eyes calm. I teased him. “Good boy. I’ll kiss you when we get home.” Julian froze for a moment, then softly hummed a “mm.” When he turned to leave, his slightly red ears betrayed him. So innocent. 3 That classmate was right. Serena does have designs on my boyfriend. She’s a “player” who transmigrated into this world with a mission to conquer him. Unfortunately for her, so am I. My system told me it could livestream her mission progress for me. She wouldn’t know. I really want to see how long she can keep this up. It’ll add some fun to my boring study life. 4 After finishing the math test, I took out my physics workbook to review my mistakes. When I got frustrated, I sneakily popped a gummy into my mouth. [System, can you just kill her? She’s seriously interfering with my mission to conquer Julian.] The gummy wasn’t even fully chewed when a cold female voice rang out. I turned my head slightly. Serena was staring at me intently. Seeing me look at her, Serena quickly put on an innocent smile, pure as a lotus flower. Her system replied: [This skill cannot be triggered in a sweet campus romance novel.] Serena pinched her fingers, unhappy but holding it in. Her lips moved, seemingly asking: “Do you like this brand of gummies too?” I pretended not to understand and smiled back. Trying to sow discord? Won’t work on me. Someone poked my back with a pen. Julian casually capped his pen. “Finished the problems?” “Focus.” He didn’t even look at me, flipping the page as he spoke. I caught a glimpse of the endless checkmarks on his page, choked up internally, and hurriedly turned back to my work. A soft chuckle came from behind. I didn’t need to turn around to imagine the helpless expression on Julian’s face.

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I am the most snobbish heiress in high society. When my impoverished fiancé came knocking at my door, my maid’s daughter tried her hardest to persuade me to break off the engagement. Just as I was about to agree, text floated before my eyes: [Lol, the heroine is so scheming. She tricked the heiress into breaking off the engagement while privately helping the male lead, just because she knows he’ll become the world’s richest man.] [The male lead values loyalty and righteousness above all. Remembering her kindness, he married the heroine, making her one of the most prestigious women globally.] [Meanwhile, the heiress went bankrupt, had to sell her body to pay debts, and was eventually played to death!] I was shocked, then furious. No one is allowed to steal my chance at unimaginable wealth! So, under the maid’s daughter’s gnashing teeth and glare, I urgently called out to the male lead who was about to leave in disappointment: “I can let you stay by my side, but you must swear eternal loyalty to me!” 1 Just moments ago, my fiancé from an arranged childhood engagement, a country boy, showed up at my door. He stood over six feet tall but wore ill-fitting joggers—the cuffs were inches too short, exposing his pale, thin ankles. Below that, a pair of white canvas shoes scrubbed until they were fraying. They looked ancient. Disdain filled my heart. My gaze moved up, landing back on the boy’s uneasy face. “What did you just say?” “I…” My airy question put immense pressure on him. He nervously tugged at the hem of his shirt, struggling to repeat himself. “I-I want to ask you to sponsor me to finish high school, for the sake of… our childhood engagement.” “In the future… I’ll find a way to pay you back.” Finished, he quickly lowered his eyes, radiating dejection like a stray dog awaiting judgment from its master. Before I could speak, my personal maid, Hailey, leaned in to whisper: “Miss, I told you, this so-called childhood engagement is worthless.” “Coming here to ask for money before even officially getting engaged, who knows how greedy he’ll be later.” “Unlike Young Master Julian, who always thinks of you.” “You can take this chance to break off the engagement with the old master. Then he’ll have no reason to stop you from being with Julian.” I agreed wholeheartedly and was about to speak along those lines when text suddenly floated before my eyes. [Poor male lead. Finally mustered the courage to ask the heiress for help, unaware that only rejection awaits him.] [The male lead is proud and aloof. If not for desperation, he would never use the engagement as a bargaining chip for money.] [Lol, the heroine is so scheming. She tricked the heiress into breaking off the engagement while privately helping the male lead, just because she knows he’s a dragon in hiding, planning to use this favor later.] [Meanwhile, the heiress went bankrupt, had to sell her body to pay debts, and was eventually played to death!] 2 In that moment, I was horrified, but mostly found it absurd. Me, Scarlett Sterling, the most profit-driven heiress in New York’s elite circles. The text said I would be played by a little maid and meet a tragic end. Are you kidding me? But as soon as this thought appeared, the text refreshed: [In this novel, my favorite character is the heiress. Ambitious, self-centered, exactly the kind of strong female lead I like.] [The heroine exploited this very trait to successfully steal her destiny with the male lead.] [Otherwise, the wife of the world’s richest man would have been the heiress.] I stared dead at the words “world’s richest man,” my shock turning into towering rage. A mere maid wants to steal my chance to become the richest woman in America? Absolutely not! Hailey finished whispering and turned to the boy, looking down on him: “My lady only talks business, not sentiment.” “As for the engagement, do you think my lady cares? It was just a joke between the older generation.” “If you have any shame left, leave quickly. Don’t stand here like a beggar.” Hailey’s attitude was nasty. But her words conveyed my own arrogance. The boy, already insecure, felt even more humiliated. He clenched his fists tight, burying his head as he prepared to leave. Just then, I called out urgently, “Stop!” 3 I rose slowly from the sofa, walking straight towards the boy, my gaze sharp and scrutinizing. Radiating an aura that said I wasn’t to be messed with. Seeing this, Hailey thought I was going to deal with him and continued to ruin my image in front of him. “You wouldn’t leave when told. Now you’ve provoked the lady herself, you won’t have it easy.” She stared at me intently, expecting me to humiliate the boy thoroughly. So she could play the role of the confidante comforting his wounded soul later, gaining favor. Unfortunately, I didn’t give her that chance. I approached the boy and said: “I can agree to your request, even cover all your college expenses, but I have one condition.” Hailey’s face froze. “Miss, you…” I ignored her shock, staring coldly at the boy’s back, waiting for his choice. “What is it?” He didn’t turn around, clearly hopeless. The next second, he heard me say: “I hate disloyal people.” “You take my money, you belong to me.” “You must be dead set on me for life, never betray or disobey.” “Otherwise—I will show no mercy!” My attitude was arrogant, my tone threatening. But the boy accepted without hesitation, swearing an oath: “I swear to be loyal to you for life, never betray or disobey.” “Otherwise, let me die without a burial place.” [Don’t know why the plot changed, but the heiress is so prescient.] [The male lead’s moral standards are ridiculously high. Once promised, he will honor it for life.] I glanced at the text, withdrew my gaze with satisfaction, and ordered the butler: “Take him down and get him settled.” I watched Lucas leave, but Hailey’s dissatisfied voice rang in my ear: “Miss, keeping Lucas here, have you thought about how to explain it to Young Master Julian? You just accepted his advances.” “Even if you do whatever you want, you shouldn’t be so fickle!” She looked indignant, her eyes clearly condemning me. I wasn’t angry, asking calmly: “Who do you think you are? Daring to tell me what to do.” A light sentence instantly silenced Hailey. She looked suffocated, as if she had swallowed a fly. [Great! The heiress roasted her. I couldn’t stand her for a long time.] [The heroine’s whole family relies on the heiress for a superior life, yet she plays tricks behind her back. What’s the difference between her and an ingrate?] [Right! We don’t need a heroine with twisted values.] The comments cheered. I curved my lips, leaving happily, leaving Hailey alone to glare resentfully at my back. 4 Hailey is the daughter of my family’s maid, yet she has lived and eaten with me since childhood. Enjoying treatment far above ordinary people. All because her father stepped forward to save me when I was in danger. I was safe. But he became a paraplegic. Looking at him dying in the hospital bed, I asked: “How do you want me to repay you?” Her father said: “I ask for nothing else, only that my wife and daughter never have to worry about food and clothing.” Only then did I know— Her father shielded me from death without hesitation because he was already terminally ill. He resolutely used his life to gamble for a bright future for his wife and daughter. Facts proved he succeeded. With this life-saving grace as a shield, even knowing Hailey had ulterior motives through the text, I couldn’t discard her easily. Otherwise, I would face severe public criticism. Hailey clearly knew this too. The next day she came to apologize. “Miss, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have spoken to you in that tone yesterday.” Hailey seemed sincere, as if regretting deeply. In the past, I would have let it slide. This time, I said lightly, “And?” “…And, I shouldn’t have presumed your intentions.” She said hesitantly. I denied it immediately, “Wrong.” Hailey’s face froze. I leaned forward, patting her face lightly, reminding her: “Hailey, although your father saved me, your identity is just a maid.” “In ancient times, that’s a servant. Servants have no right to question their masters.” “Who I like, who I choose, is it your place to dictate?”

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I returned home early, wanting to surprise my sister. But when I arrived, I couldn’t find her anywhere. By chance, I saw a corner of her dress peeking out from a tightly closed dog cage near the garden gate. I opened the cage and saw my sister’s tiny body curled up in a wooden box barely a square meter in size. I was shocked. “Why are you sleeping here? Come out, quick. I brought your favorite milk cakes.” My sister shook her head repeatedly. “No, no, no. Milk cakes are for masters. Dogs don’t deserve them. Dogs can only eat dog food.” My stepmother’s voice came from behind me. “Mia said studying was too hard, and being a dog was more comfortable. She wanted to be a dog herself, insisted on living in the doghouse.” I turned around and saw that my stepmother was at least eight months pregnant. And the family seal, symbolizing power, which was split between my sister and me, was hanging around her neck. Seeing me stare at the seal, my stepmother rubbed her belly triumphantly. “The doctor said I’m having a boy, so not only do I get Mia’s seal, but you have to hand yours over too.” I smiled cryptically. She probably didn’t know that my father had married into my family, and he had lost his fertility the year my sister was born. 1 The second young miss of the Sterling family, who should have been living a life of luxury, was now chained in the yard like a dog. Looking at the iron chain around my sister’s neck, my heart ached as if it were being twisted. No wonder my sister hadn’t contacted me in the three years I was abroad. Whenever I asked my father, he brushed me off, saying her studies were heavy. My sister’s room had long been occupied by someone else, and the villa’s furnishings were completely new, showing no trace of what it looked like when my mother was alive. I pulled my sister out of the dog cage and patted the dust off her. The dress she was wearing was the one I gave her three years ago, now tattered and barely covering her body. I took off my coat and draped it over her. “Sophia Zhao, you dare treat the second miss of the Sterling family like this? Do you have a death wish?” “How dare you speak to your mother like that!” My father appeared behind Sophia with a group of strangers, their eyes full of malice as they sized me up. “My mother died long ago. Who does she think she is?” “Scarlett! Sophia is my wife, your mother, and the mistress of this house! Apologize to her immediately, or I won’t recognize you as my daughter!” “A climbing nanny from the countryside, worthy of being my mother? And you, Liam Song, seem to have forgotten whose family name this house bears!” My mother was the 75th generation heir of the Azure Dragon Society, commanding respect in both the light and dark worlds, holding the Azure Dragon Seal that could command eight thousand branches across Asia. Such a favored daughter of heaven somehow fell for a gold-digger like my father. To be with him, she threatened suicide, finally getting my grandfather to agree to let my father marry into the family. My sister and I took my mother’s surname and called our maternal grandfather “Grandpa.” My mother split her Azure Dragon Seal in two, giving half to me and half to my sister, instructing us never to use it unless absolutely necessary. Later, my mother fell ill and suddenly passed away. My father said my young sister couldn’t be without care, so he brought his childhood sweetheart from his hometown. “I agreed to let Sophia Zhao in as a nanny, not as the mistress of the Sterling family!” Liam Song raised his hand and slapped me. “I make the rules in this house now! If you’re not happy, get out!” I covered my burning face. “Don’t forget, you’re living in a villa my mother bought before marriage. It’s Sterling property. If anyone’s getting out, it’s you and her!” “I’ve given you too much face!” Liam raised his hand to hit me again, but Sophia stopped him with fake concern. “Alright, she’s just a child and doesn’t know better. I won’t hold it against her.” “Scarlett, dear, it’s really not that I mistreat your sister. She herself finds studying tiring and wants to live like a dog.” “I certainly didn’t agree to let her live in a doghouse. She threw tantrums several times because of this.” “She went on a hunger strike when I refused. I had no choice but to let her have her way.” “If you don’t believe me, ask your father, or let Mia say it herself.” Liam snorted. “It’s Mia herself who’s no good, willing to be a dog just to skip school. Such a worthless child doesn’t deserve to be my daughter!” 2 My sister tugged at my sleeve, her voice hoarse. “Sister, I don’t like school. I like being a dog, I like living in the doghouse.” “I am a puppy, woof, woof.” “You are not a dog, you are a human!” I scanned the surroundings and realized there wasn’t a single old staff member in the yard. The original butler, nanny, and bodyguards had all been replaced by strangers, staring at me like tigers eyeing their prey. “I don’t care about the past, but since I’m back, my sister will not be a dog for you people here!” Sophia smiled falsely. “Scarlett, you handle Mia from now on. We can’t manage her.” She picked up a ball at her feet and threw it casually. My sister immediately dropped to all fours, running to fetch the ball. She picked it up with her mouth and ran back to Sophia. When Sophia reached out, she placed the ball in her hand. Sophia threw the ball again, and my sister was about to fetch it, but I pulled her up. “Mia! You are a human, not a dog. You walk on two legs and use your hands! Promise me, no more acting like a dog, okay?” My sister shook her head repeatedly. “No, I’m a puppy, I like being a puppy.” Sophia laughed loudly, shaking the ball in her hand. “Want to play more?” My sister immediately stuck out her tongue, panting happily. “Yes! Yes!” “Enough!” I turned my gaze to Liam. “Mom told you to take good care of Mia on her deathbed, and this is how you do it!” Liam looked indifferent. “She’s worthless herself, I can’t help it.” “Get the key and unlock the chain around her neck!” No one moved. I glared at the servants around me. “Are you all deaf!” “Go get the key.” Only when Sophia spoke did someone move. It seemed I couldn’t command anyone in this house anymore. After the chain was removed, my sister looked panicked. She shrank her neck and tried to crawl back into the dog cage. “I don’t live in the house. I’m a puppy, I have to live in the dog cage!” I hugged her tightly. “Mia, don’t be afraid. Sister will take you to the doctor right now.” Without time to clean her up, I rushed her to the hospital. After examination, my sister not only had severe psychological issues but her body was also ravaged. Scars large and small covered her chest and back, hidden under her clothes. 3 According to the doctor, my sister had been whipped, beaten with sticks, and had large burn marks. Several ribs showed signs of fracture, and even her skull was damaged. Listening to the doctor’s description, my tears fell uncontrollably. These people were scum! I held my sister in my arms. “Mia, don’t be afraid. Sister will protect you from now on. No one will ever bully you again!” I took my sister back to the villa, where Sophia greeted us with her pregnant belly. “Scarlett, is your Azure Dragon Seal with you?” My luggage in the living room had been rummaged through. “Who allowed you to touch my luggage!” “Scarlett, give your half of the seal to your mother quickly. She’s carrying your brother, and the family business will be inherited by him.” I laughed in anger. “The Azure Dragon Society values bloodline above all. Only the Sterling line can lead the society to prosperity. That bastard in her belly doesn’t deserve to covet the successor’s position!” Liam’s face turned green. “Watch your mouth! That’s your brother, not some bastard!” “Whether it is or not, she knows best.” Sophia leaned aggrievedly into Liam’s arms. “I’ve only had your father in my life. How can you throw such dirty water on me?” “Apologize to your mother immediately!” Ignoring the furious Liam, I pulled my sister towards my room. Liam chattered behind me. “Your mother even had your room cleaned specially and prepared your favorite fruits. Is this how you repay her!” I locked Liam out as soon as I entered the room with my sister. Liam wanted to have someone throw me out, but Sophia hypocritically persuaded him. It took a while for the noise outside to subside. I bathed my sister, changed her clothes, and only slept after watching her fall asleep. When my people arrive tomorrow, I’ll settle this score properly. I dozed off until the latter half of the night. When I opened my eyes again, my sister was gone. I woke up instantly and went to find her. My sister was in the dining room, kneeling on the floor serving food to Sophia’s nephew. Seeing me, Zack Zhao sneered, “My aunt said Mia is to be my wife. She’s born to serve me.” “Puppy, you performed well today. Have a bite.” Zack spat a piece of bread on the floor, and my sister immediately bent down to pick it up with her mouth. Zack laughed loudly. “Eating what I chewed? Truly a dog!” He climbed onto my sister’s back. “Run fast! If you’re fast, I’ll give you another bite!” My sister crawled on all fours, carrying him around the room. “Faster! Are you too slow to eat? If you’re slow, no dog food for you later!” My sister sped up, and Zack threw a few kibbles from his pocket. 4 My sister immediately went to pick them up. “Dog thing, only knows how to eat!” Unable to bear it any longer, I kicked Zack off my sister’s back. Zack fell with a thud, got up, and immediately yelled at me, “Damn it, you dare hit me!” “Someone, tie her up!” “Who dares!” I pulled my sister up and shielded her. “Zack, kneel and apologize to my sister now, and I might consider sparing your life. Otherwise, don’t say I didn’t give you a chance!” “Wow, you’re pretty arrogant! Think this is when your mom was alive?” “This house is named Song now, and so is the Azure Dragon Society! My uncle is in charge. Who are you to yell at me?” “Grab her!” The bodyguards rushed forward, pinning me and my sister down. Sophia came over, pretending to be kind. “Scarlett, my nephew is just spoiled by me. He means no harm, just playing with Mia.” “How about this? Give me the seal, and I’ll make him apologize to you and Mia.” “Want the seal? Keep dreaming!” Sophia was furious. “You ungrateful wretch! Search her! The seal must be on her!” “Finally stopped pretending? Seeing you smile at me makes me sick.” “Hmph, little bitch. If you were as obedient as your sister, I might have let you be a dog by my side. But you’re too wild. Since I can’t discipline you, I’ll send you to Myanmar to learn some manners.” “You dare!” “Once I find the seal, the whole Azure Dragon Society is mine. What wouldn’t I dare?” “Madam, found it!” A bodyguard handed my half of the seal to Sophia. Her eyes sparkled with greed. She combined her half with mine. “Great! The Azure Dragon Society is finally mine! Power across Asia, endless wealth, all mine!” I sneered. “You only got a token. Celebrating too early.” “The Azure Dragon Seal commands eight thousand branches across Asia. With it, I am the helmsman!” “You? Worthy?” “Still stubborn at death’s door! Send her and Mia to Myanmar!” I checked the time. They should be here. Sure enough, the next moment, a group of men in black rushed in, surrounding the villa tightly.

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