Chapter 1

As an innocent-looking girl (Note: In Chinese internet slang, this refers to a woman who appears pure and naive but is actually manipulative), I found Adrian Evans, the head of the Evans family, too tough to handle. So I decisively chose his playboy nephew instead.

To marry into this wealthy family as soon as possible, I deliberately pretended to be drunk and flirted with the campus heartthrob, making Jason both jealous and guilty.

Unexpectedly, it was that cold-hearted family head who came to pick me up when he received the call.

"Miss Lily, shall I help you sober up?" Adrian asked.

I had lived a life of luxury for seventeen years. But suddenly, I fell back into poverty.

All of this happened because my dad, who worked in finance, was made the scapegoat by his company.

He was an honest man who didn't dare tell my sick mother the truth. Instead, he resorted to taking out online loans.

I had a feeling something was wrong. People's attitudes towards us changed drastically.

On the day I received my college admission letter, my father invited close relatives and friends to celebrate.

According to our hometown custom, guests were supposed to give red envelopes for a child's college admission celebration dinner. The money he had given out on previous occasions should have been enough to cover my first year's tuition and living expenses when returned.

But to our surprise, no one showed up, and we were left with two tables of wasted food.

By ten o'clock, with the oil congealing on the dishes, still not a single person had arrived.

My dad started drinking alone, his eyes turning red. After settling the bill, he said he wanted to go for a walk.

Worried he might do something rash, I followed him.

He walked for a long time with a hunched back, reaching the city center where his new company was located.

He stopped a car at the exit, saying nothing at first, and then just knelt down.

Looking both pathetic and miserable, he explained that his violation of rules was arranged by Mr. Stern for the company's benefit. He went on about how difficult his life had become, not even having money to buy a burial plot for his wife, and his child about to start college. He said he could barely survive...

After he finished speaking, a cold voice came from inside the car.

"Oh, aren't you living quite well now?"

The person in the car raised a hand, and a security guard came over, kicking my father's things aside and roughly dragging him away.

The food my dad had been carrying in takeout boxes spilled all over the ground. As he tried to pick it up, he started crying.

On our way back, my dad "accidentally" fell into the river.

After the accidental death insurance payout came through, we cleared all our debts, with only a small amount left as my living expenses.

I was going to college on my father's blood and sweat.

He had done all he could for me, and now I had to do what I could for him.

These people who drove him to his death - I wouldn't let a single one of them off the hook.