Chapter 4

Because my mom's brother had an emergency, both my parents left, so a servant brought me in.

"Sister, you've suffered so much. Welcome home."

"Melody, who is she? Does any beggar have the right to enter your house?"

"How can someone like that deserve to be called your sister? It's so dirty."

Just like in my previous life, it wasn't just Melody Lin who greeted me, but also her friends and their foul language.

On the surface, it was a welcome party for me, but in reality, it was a humiliation party.

Mrs. Thompson couldn't stand it anymore: "Young Miss, this is the Elder Miss."

Before Melody Lin could open her mouth, her little follower was eager to perform: "What kind of Elder Miss is she? Look at her clothes, she's just a smelly beggar."

I looked at myself too.

Indeed, the sweat had dried, and the white marks were even more obvious on the black clothes.

My pants, shoes, and the edges of my clothes were all dusty.

I smiled slightly at Mrs. Wilson: "It's okay, Mrs. Wilson. You can go about your business. I can handle this."

But this didn't affect my desire to go crazy.

I turned to those who had just spoken and let loose a barrage.

"Don't look down on beggars. If you had to be one, you'd probably starve to death."

"I haven't stolen or robbed. I earn my money honestly and cleanly. What's it to you?"

"And whether I'm her sister or not is none of your business. Did I eat your rice?"

"Yes, I'm a bit dirty, I admit it. This is proof that I can earn my own money. What about you? Who are you without your parents?"

This time, I didn't want to be like in my previous life, where I would just cry a little in frustration, pretend nothing happened, and meekly continue to serve them tea and water.

The number one follower was furious: "You, you're completely unreasonable."

"I can be even more unreasonable. Do you want to hear?"

Melody Lin first coughed lightly twice, proving herself to be weak and pitiful.

Her eyes were red, as if tears could fall at any moment.

She had a congenital heart disease and was born with a weak body.

"Sister, I'm sorry. My friends are all just looking out for me. They didn't mean any harm. Please be the bigger person and forgive them."

Look at that, every word stabbing at your heart.

First saying you have no friends, then saying my friends didn't mean it, and finally, if you don't forgive, it becomes your fault.

However, I didn't want to give any face at all: "Right, they didn't mean it. They meant it."

"Why should I forgive you just because you apologized?"

"Since you know what they said hurt me, why didn't you stop them earlier, instead of coming to play the good person afterward?"

"I've seen gossipy old ladies who talk less than you."

As expected, she rolled her eyes and fainted.