The day my son was taken by kidnappers,
I finally learned that my wife, who made me submit an expense report for anything over fifty yuan, was actually a trillion-yuan CEO.
Thinking I'd found hope, I tearfully begged her to lend me two hundred thousand yuan to save our son.
But she only scolded me over the phone.
"You actually used a kidnapping to trick me out of money! How are you any different from those gold-digging men?"
Then she hung up.
With no other choice, I asked my company for an advance on my wages.
But as soon as the money arrived, it was transferred away and vanished.
She called again to berate me.
"Where did you get that money? Have you been seducing other women behind my back?"
"Pei Chiwang, don't you dare sink any lower! You'd better reflect on what you've done!"
The kidnappers never got their money, and my son was tortured to death right before my eyes.
I clutched his corpse and knelt in the muddy ground, howling,
until the long-absent, utterly emotionless voice of the System sounded in my ear:
[Conquest of the female lead failed. Five days remaining until the Host is removed from this world...]
I suddenly laughed. Fine. I wanted nothing more to do with this entire world.
