My adopted son hit and killed someone with his car, and my family forced me to take the blame and go to jail.
I thought about the last trace of family affection and agreed, but what I got in exchange was ten years in prison and a broken leg.
The day I was released from prison, they kicked me out of the house like garbage and left me to fend for myself.
My adopted son, Gu Zixuan, was wearing the couture suit I gave him as a gift, and he laughed and stepped on my remaining good hand.
My mother looked at her indifferently and said, "Gu Ci, Zixuan is the hope of our family, and you are just a stain."
I finally froze to death on that snowy New Year's Eve.
When I opened my eyes again, I went back to that rainy night, and my father was throwing the guilt agreement in front of me.
Intention: Break free from the shackles and redefine yourself