I, Su Ying, a social beast of the 21st century, have transformed into the fourth master's direct descendant, Shu Ying.
The beginning was a death script: on the wedding night, the fourth master lifted his hijab and left, leaving me alone in the empty room. The servants all looked at me as if they were looking at an abandoned concubine who could be deposed at any time.
Me: Great! Lie-flat mode activated!
But God didn't let me get what I wanted - I was pregnant. One child brings seven treasures.
On the day of delivery, the fourth master did not come. I was in so much pain that, in a daze, I heard the little wrinkled thing in my arms sigh.
"Eniang is so stupid. She doesn't know how to fight back when she is bullied. Forget it, Ama doesn't feel hurt, we do."
Me:? ? ?
Later, by telling stories to children in exchange for pocket money and doing small business, I inexplicably became a legend throughout the capital.
Until one day, the cold-faced fourth master kicked open my courtyard door and asked with red eyes: "Fu Jin, how many surprises do you have that I don't know about?"
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