Hate My Yin Chunhen

My name is Liansheng, and I am a shadowy existence of the Yin family. My mother was a concubine of the master of the family, but my father was an actor who had an affair with her. On the day the Dong Chuang Incident happened, my mother was so frightened that she reluctantly gave birth to me and passed away soon after. Family scandals should not be made public. After all, I became the third young lady in the house with the tacit consent of the family master. It can be regarded as my mother serving the family master all these years, without any merit but with hard work. But I am very self-aware and never dare to show off my master's money. I know that there are only two owners of the Yin family. One is the head of the family. One is Yin Er. Yin Er is my nominal brother, so he is nicknamed because he is the second eldest. Privately, everyone respectfully calls him Young Master Chunhen. And since I was a child, I have been hated by the young master who wants to go and be raised in the same yard with him. Out of the gate, we are brother and sister. Behind closed doors, he is the young master and I am his humble maid. The young master hates me very much. Especially after being possessed by a demon, he actually saw me alone in his deepest and darkest desires. From then on he disliked me almost to the point of hatred. He always threatened that he would kill me. But his eyes were still staring at me, and his mouth was touching me. I've had enough of living like this and wish I could escape as soon as possible. God has the virtue of good life. Finally the opportunity came. Another day, the young master forced me to go out with him to slay demons as usual. However, the information was wrong. At the critical moment, the young master pushed me away and stood in front of me. When he fell to the ground in a daze, I could only see his angry, dazed, and unbelievable eyes. He didn't even know why he stepped forward to save my life. I know. But I stood up tremblingly and ran away without looking back. The moment I mustered up the courage to run away, I covered my ears. I just knew to run as fast as I could, preferably to a place where no one could find me. She didn't dare to look back at his resentful and cold face. He was being eaten by demons behind me, wailing in pain, and insulting me with the most vicious words. I ran away further and further. In the end I could only hear him scolding me that I deserved to die when I was born. That was the first time I heard this and didn't feel sad. Because I'm free. - But he didn't die. How could he not die? Later, I thought about it every time he held my chin and begged him in fear not to eat me. How could he not die? … Intention: Positively face reality