>My family is a criminal dynasty feared by both the underworld and the law.
>My father is a smiling fox who can ruin his rivals in a friendly conversation.
>My mother is a living King of Hell. Anyone who crosses her ends up sunk in a block of concrete.
>And I am the pure white jasmine they have carefully nurtured.
>Until the day of the parent-teacher meeting, when I hear another student’s parents whisper, “Her parents are gangsters!”
>That night, Mom sinks their entire family into the sea.
>Dad wipes his bloodstained glasses and smiles. “Nian’an, there are no bad people in this world.”
>As screams come from the study, I’m painting a rabbit in oils.
>In the painting, three rabbits huddle beneath a blood-red sunset.
