After I Came Back from Rebirth, I Sorted All the Trash into Garbage.

Zhan Yi was reborn, and it wasn't until he died that he realized that in his previous life, he was a pitiful little girl. She was obviously a real daughter, but her biological parents didn't think she was elegant enough. Her adoptive parents thought she couldn't get money from her biological parents. Everyone she knew was one of them. Even the gentle senior who seemed to be pursuing her and bringing her breakfast every day was plotting against her identity. However, she didn't even dare to accept help from others to pay the fare because she was worried that she could not reciprocate... Zhan Yi looked at the dense list of WeChat friends that he had never rejected because of his lack of love, thought for a while, and began to classify garbage: Loved, regretted (biological father, biological mother, biological brother, adoptive father, adoptive mother) Daily tool person (trying to run errands, trying to deliver breakfast, wanting to deliver lunch, wanting to bring milk tea, wanting to pay for a taxi) Ordinary tool person (want to pay rent, want to give a coach, want to give a McQueen) People with big money (want to give LV, want to give GUCCI, want to give PRADA) Plastic best friends and little sisters (those who laugh at the fake daughter's status, those who like the fake daughter's fiancé, and those who have been crushed by the fake daughter's second child after ten thousand years) After carefully classifying them, Zhan Yi made another group, threw in all those who tried to show off their calculations in memory but had not yet had time to act, and named them: Fattened and ready for slaughter The only fake daughter who treats her as an independent person and tells her that blindly trying to please her will not end well - they have never even added friends. Starting over, Zhan Yi will still use whatever means necessary and will not change his original intention.