I traveled back in time to a girl from a poor family in ancient times, who worked hard for ten years and became the richest woman.
On the day I was brought back to my home by my biological father, the fake daughter poured a pot of charcoal on me, saying that a pariah like me deserved to be burned to death.
After waking up again, he returned to the wing where he died tragically. The fake daughter was holding a hot charcoal basin and sneered.
"Dad said he took you back, a country bumpkin, just for fun. Do you really think you can be on an equal footing with me?"
I picked up the scissors and thrust them into her wrist: "Are you worthy of being used as a wedding tool?"
Later, rumors spread throughout the capital that the two daughters of Shangshufu were crazy: one had nightmares every night and cried "Don't burn me", while the other spent all day planning to buy up all the shops in the capital.
Even the son of the richest man's proposal was rejected in public: "You don't have as much money as I do, but you still want to get high?"
When my mother, the fake daughter, cried and begged for forgiveness, I took out the land deed and said, "This yard is now a slum redevelopment area, and you... Have been demolished."
