A Gentle Thorn

After retiring, my dad became hooked on the braised pork made by his “young” caregiver.

To expose her for who she really was, I secretly investigated her shocking history of fraud.

But she took my dad's arm and smiled warmly. “Shanshan, I'll be looking after your dad's pension from now on.”

I shot back with a cold laugh. “Your last employer nearly jumped off a building. Where did his relocation compensation go?”

To my surprise, my dad slapped me in front of everyone. “Get out! Jinhui is the one who understands me!”

Then one day, I saw her mixing white powder into my dad's soup...