After being taken back by a wealthy family, the fake young master was tricked into a telecom fraud compound. My father favored him so much that he cursed me to die more than once. “Gu Ling, you’re nothing but a jinx! You ungrateful brat!” So when news of my unexplained disappearance reached my school, my father only sneered and even said I should have been kicked out of the house long ago. Three years later, my extracted memories were shown to them. My father gave a cold laugh. “Perfect. Let everyone see what kind of scum he really is!” But that same father, who had wished I’d never been born, broke down in tears and begged for my forgiveness when he learned I was dead.
