At the age of ten, she followed her mother and married into the Deng family, a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River. Deng Huaichi picked up her hair and smiled disdainfully: "Are you worthy of being my sister?"
At the age of twelve, the Deng family collapsed, and she and Deng Huaichi were both sold into slavery. In the dilapidated prison car, Deng Huaichi huddled next to her, holding her sleeves tightly with his little hands: "Sister, don't be afraid, I'm here."
At night, she coaxed him to sleep, stole his boat ticket, jumped into the river, and escaped, never looking back.
At the age of seventeen, He Shu, the daughter of Zhongshu Ling, stood tall and graceful with her sleeves falling off. She held her fiancé's arm, Zhao Wang, and selected an expensive wedding dress. She turned her head and looked into those eyes she had not seen for a long time.
"Miss He Er, does your rich son-in-law know that you are not the daughter of the He family at all, but just a fake."
She froze.
"Are you afraid?" Deng Huaichi glanced at the tall man standing outside the door without any scruples, and gently pressed his ear to her ear, as boldly as before: "Sister, please beg me."
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Evil girl × sycophant
