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I stayed with Yu Xin for five years and watched her transform from a poor student into a well-known painter. She said that I supported her to this point and that I was her only muse. But in her first solo exhibition after becoming popular, the only portrait painting was her White Moonlight. She told everyone with tears in her eyes: "I have worked hard for five years to show the love in my heart openly and honestly." I looked at her in astonishment. She took Bai Yueguang's hand and sighed at me: "Gu Siliang, you are very good, but are you worthy of me now?" I laughed dumbly. She may not know. The reason why she got to where she is now. It's not how good she is at painting. Instead I allowed her to paint me.

The thing my mother regrets most in her life is marrying an ordinary person like my father. She considered herself extremely smart and lamented that if she hadn't been ignorant when she was young, she would be a noble lady now. So she placed all her hopes on me. If I don't get what she wants, she will go crazy. After graduating from college, she forced me to marry into the upstart Zhang family, which was known to favor boys over girls. When I was pregnant, she forced me to drink male rat soup, saying that drinking it would guarantee that I would get a boy in one fell swoop. I really felt disgusted and pissed her off after refusing a few times. She simply stabbed me with a knife and called me a ungrateful white-eyed wolf. When I opened my eyes again, I saw my mother giving me a sideways look and cursing: "I raised you in vain, you white-eyed wolf, forget it, I respect your fate, you are looking for death!" At that moment I knew that she was also reborn. But later, she knelt in front of me and begged me to forgive her.

In my previous life, my sister said she would arrange a good job for me, but instead she sent me to a club to accompany me for drinks. She also accused me of not loving myself, which made my parents and relatives hate me. But I didn't expect that I would get to know the prince of the Beijing circle and become his canary, doted on by thousands of people. My sister was laid off. Everyone praises me as more promising than my sister. My sister was jealous and killed me with her car. When I woke up again, my sister pushed me away and told the foreman that she was the new person reporting today, and I knew that she was also reborn. She looked at me with a smile and said that it wouldn't be long before she would be held in the palm of the prince's hand. I laughed too. Because in my last life, I was not a canary, but a scapegoat.

My twin sister and I stole the prince of Beijing whom I was dating online, but she didn't know that it was a nightmare I prepared for her.