This is not the struggle of a poor concubine, but a relaxing story of a happy girl learning how to continue to be happy.
There is a saying that poor people must be hateful. I think happy people must also be happy for their own reasons. I don't want to expose the darkness and evil of human nature, and I don't want to describe those cruel and ugly methods. But kindness alone is not enough in life. Wisdom is also needed.
I just want to write this story to illustrate: happiness needs to be managed.
Okay, let's be honest:
The heroine of this article is just like me, a rough-and-tumble, unscrupulous bastard who got into her by accident.
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