Volume One, Chapter 8: Alas, the Child Has Taken Shape

Fu Hanzhou was full of youthful vigor, and Su Wanyue stirred his blood to boil. He immediately embraced her and got into the car, heading to a nearby hotel to book a room.

As soon as they entered, they began stripping each other’s clothes.

Her intimate garments and his belt were discarded on the floor.

By the hotel window, Fu Hanzhou claimed her as if venting his rage.

“You belong to me, only to me! Tang Xing, how could you just abandon me like this!”

The last words were spoken after Su Wanyue had fainted in pleasure.

Fu Hanzhou took a shower, then saw Su Wanyue unconscious on the sofa.

He pulled out his phone repeatedly, like a forsaken child, staring intently at the frozen chat records.

He asked blankly, “Xingxing, why won’t you answer me? Didn’t I do well enough? I only made the mistakes that all men make—why can’t you understand!”

He lit a cigarette and exhaled smoke.

I felt nothing but disgust.

Pretending to be deeply affectionate while carrying on with a mistress.

When Su Wanyue woke up, Fu Hanzhou took her back to the Tang family.

Five years ago, my mother, Su Rong, took her in as an adopted daughter. Since she isn’t blood of the Tang family, she takes my mother’s surname.

Now that I’m missing, she comes to pretend to be filial.

Over the years, I even sensed that my parents and brother favored Su Wanyue.

She successfully crafted an image of an innocent little flower, deceiving everyone.

I was no exception.

Her sweet words won the affection of my parents and brother, even surpassing that given to me, their biological daughter.

Su Wanyue once saved the whole family’s lives. A fortune teller once predicted she was a lucky star, while I was a curse.

At first, no one believed it. But then my father had a car accident, barely escaping death; the whole family’s trip nearly ended in disaster; my brother was hit on the head by a flowerpot and ended up in the ICU.

I remember how everyone’s eyes changed when they looked at me!

That look, as if I were a plague, still haunts me.

Since then, my parents’ love for me vanished like smoke.

“Wanyue’s back! She’s the pride of our Su family! She never studied system knowledge yet defeated so many contestants. She’s a renowned Star-Moon Master—truly remarkable!”

“That’s right. We’ve invested so much money in Tang Xing over the years, and she hasn’t won a single prize. What a waste!” My father, Tang Feng, said disdainfully.

“Tang Xing hasn’t given me any pocket money for days! Has that ATM of hers died or what?” My brother, Tang Yu, sneered while playing games.

“Jinx! If she dies, who’ll transfer funds to our Su Corporation?” Su Rong sat holding Su Wanyue’s hand, glaring at Tang Yu with disapproval.

Su Wanyue squeezed Su Rong’s hand and comforted her, “Mom, don’t worry. Tang Xing is just traveling in Sanya, having a carefree time!”

“That ungrateful wretch! Instead of helping her parents, she’s out enjoying herself. This is outrageous! When she comes back, I’m going to slap her and make her divorce so you can take Mrs. Fu’s place!”

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