Leng Shao's Maid Lover

Alas, life is so boring. My mother passed away when I was 8 years old. My father married my current stepmother a year later. From then on, the happiness was gone. The stepmother was still a drama queen, and her father looked the same when he was there, but he didn't. Later, my younger brother was born, and my father became dispensable to me. I lived like this slowly until I was 22 years old, feeling that I had no worries, no one loved me, no one loved me. Finally, on my 22nd birthday, I jumped from the top of the 19th floor and ended my life. I woke up in a daze. It was strange that the house was made of wood and there were still things. Wait a minute, why didn't I die? No way... Travelled? Someone asked me anxiously: "Menglian, wake up, how are you feeling?"...