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A female colleague got pregnant by fooling around with her boss, and everyone was trying to accommodate her. I was the only one who contradicted her unreasonably and was resented by my boss. Later, company secrets were stolen, and my female colleagues and boss insisted that I was the mole. Not only was he imprisoned, but he was also heavily in debt and died miserably and unwillingly in a broken house. When I opened my eyes again, there was a notification on my phone that my female colleagues were sending group messages in the office.

He came back from Dubai driving a luxury car worth hundreds of millions and angrily accused me of being a money digger. He asked me condescendingly if I ever regretted looking down on others. At that time, I was saying goodbye to my parents and preparing to embark on the peacekeeping front line. Later, I held a gun and shot at his door, watching calmly as countless red dots fell on his forehead. He asked me hoarsely why I never looked directly at him and why I opposed him over and over again. I pointed to the national flag on my chest and said nothing. I admit that I look down on others, but you, a traitor, really don't deserve it.