After becoming a real daughter, I became a salty fish with low energy. Faced with the over-energetic fake daughter who jumps up and down every day to fight for favor, I just want to sleep. She got under my bed in the middle of the night to provoke me, and asked me who my parents loved more during class. Until I couldn't bear it anymore and adjusted the company to get off work at five o'clock, freeing my parents from the overtime hell - now the whole family is free to play with her. When the fake daughter held up the fruit wine and cried and asked, "Will you stay with me forever?" I rubbed the dark circles under my eyes and sneered. After the crematorium was burned, it was my turn to turn over and become the heroine.
