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In the fifth year of his engagement to Lu Tingchen, his Bai Yueguang Jiang Xueying returned to China. In order to "atone" for her, I had my ribs broken by his own hands and imprisoned in a mountainside villa. He allowed his favorite Tibetan Mastiff to bite me all over, just because Jiang Xueying was afraid of dogs. He even forced me to kneel down and admit in person that I was a thief who had stolen Jiang Xueying's dazzling life. He pinched my chin, his eyes full of mockery: "Jiang Yuege, when you redeem your sins, I will marry you." Later, I "died" in the fire he personally planned. When he came back, he knelt in the pouring rain, begging me with red eyes not to destroy his family.

My mother is one of the richest women on the Forbes list, and she always seems to be in trouble. My dad was her "good wife" and raised me up. He always said that my mother looked down on us country people and only gave us 800 yuan a month for living expenses, and scolded us for feeding unfamiliar dogs. I hated her so much for this. Until my mother landed at my university, pointed at the food in the cafeteria and asked me with a frown: "I pay you 200,000 yuan a month, and this is what you eat?"

Everyone in the theater troupe knew that I was a low-class Qingyi, but I wanted to get along with Xie Zhiyan, the salt luck envoy who often came to the theater. But only he and I know that in that exclusive Accord, what he loves to hear me sing the most is the melodious music on the pillow. One day after the performance, everyone made fun of me again and asked me how long I would hang myself on Mr. Xie's tree. Even Xie Zhiyan waved his fan and said frivolously: "I got two beautiful Yangzhou thin horses. If you have no place to go, can I give you one to relieve your boredom?" In the previous life, I was so angry that I smashed the pipa and cried out that we had made a private decision for life. The daughter of the richest man who had always been attracted to him walked away in anger. When I contracted the disease and was thrown into a mass grave, he was marrying the daughter of the richest man in his glory. Only then did I realize that to him, I was just a new and interesting thing. Opening my eyes again, I stroked my temples and smiled gently: "You are joking, sir. I passed by the Chenghuang Temple yesterday and a fortune teller said that I was born to be rich. No, the owner of the silk and satin shop from the south just took notice and wanted to redeem me to become the boss's wife."

After learning that my monthly living expenses were 20,000 yuan, my boyfriend Lin Feng took away my bank card on the pretext of "saving money for our future" and started a PUA life of extreme control over me. When I used my own money to buy a new mobile phone, he angrily scolded me in public in the cafeteria for worshiping money and eating old age, and nailed me to the pillar of shame. When I suddenly woke up, he actually stole my identity to take out a loan, teamed up with my roommates to steal my works, spread rumors and committed cyber violence, in an attempt to completely destroy me.

When eating Malatang, I grabbed a bottle of iced black tea that cost 3 yuan because it was too spicy. The boyfriend who delivered the food suddenly threw his chopsticks, as if he had been greatly wronged, opened the rider group and started voice bombing: [Brothers, avoid lightning! This woman is so vain that she drinks water with something sweet! I just made 5 yuan from an order, and she drank it all for me in one sip! Isn't it enough for me to treat her to 18 yuan worth of spicy hotpot? A bunch of echoes instantly came out of the group. It's all "This kind of woman is used to it", "Let her go", "Only boiled water can quench your thirst". The boyfriend's face showed the pride of occupying the moral high ground. Instead of getting angry, I picked up the iced black tea and drank it in one gulp, smiling charmingly. "You think I'm paying you a few dollars for a drink, right? Okay." "Then I bought the electric bike you're riding. Now, get out of here and carry your takeout box."

"Meng Qingjia, how much money have you saved after working for so long?" On the other end of the phone, my mother's voice was harsh. I looked at the high seven-digit assets in my bank account, and after a moment of silence I said, "Mom, my monthly salary is 5,000 yuan. Once the rent is paid, I only have more than 30,000 yuan left." "Thirty thousand? Your boss is still playing games when he is not young, and he plays games at home every day! How can it be that little!" My mother's tone was full of doubt. Three days later, my doorbell rang. The parents stood at the door with livid faces: "Your brother is obsessed with giving gifts to a beautiful anchor, and now he owes a huge amount of online loans! The family has spent everything, and there is still a big sum left. You must take out your savings!"