In order to teach me to behave well, my parents forged a paternity certificate and said that I was not their biological son.
My sister ignored my pleas for mercy and insisted on sending me to a mental hospital.
"You evil spirit, why don't you die?"
And my favorite fiancée not only watched with cold eyes, but also used her connections to make me endure all kinds of torture inside.
After five years, I finally learned the lesson.
But why do they want me to turn back into the arrogant and domineering young master I once was?
