Dad Doesn't Love Me, Mom Doesn't Care, So I Love Money

Feng Xiaojiu was reborn. When she opened her eyes, she was lying in the snow amid howling winds. Looking at her bloodstained white clothes and the deserted forest around her, all she wanted was to give the heavens the finger! Did she have to die all over again? Suddenly, memories came flooding back. “Mother, winter is here. I made you a winter coat with my own hands...” “Smack!” Something heavy hit the ground. Then came a voice full of disgust. “You’re the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo’s household, yet all you do is fuss over this low-class nonsense. You’re not even a fraction as good as Ruoruo. Get out and kneel in the courtyard!” “Father...” “You know your mother dislikes you, so stop showing up and getting in her way! You bring bad luck!” The tall, imposing figure turned and walked away without a moment’s hesitation. “Brother, the pear blossoms in the courtyard are blooming. I brewed this pear blossom wine myself. Have a taste!” The proud, unruly young man lowered his eyes with a sneer. “Ha! You bullied Ruoruo and still dare come to my courtyard? Are you in a hurry to be made into a beauty drum?” Feng Xiaojiu had frozen to death after her “dear” cousin abandoned her in a desolate mountain outside the city. Wolves devoured her, and no one came looking... When she opened her eyes again, Feng Xiaojiu’s gaze was resolute. From now on, no one would ever bully Feng Xiaojiu again!