Abusive Characters
The Replacement Sister
I was the unloved young lady of the Marquis Mansion.
My father gave me to my elder sister’s fiancé and forced me to bear his child.
I was compelled to write a breakup letter to the man I loved.
“How could a Mountain Village Bumpkin ever be worthy of a lady of my station?”
Later, the bumpkin from that letter had risen to the highest ranks, and he mocked me with disdain,
“And you, an Abandoned Wife – how could you ever be worthy of me?”
The Secret of Five Letters
My husband jumped from a building and died in a pool of blood.
The police quickly cordoned off the scene.
A few days later, the autopsy report came back: the cause of death was a massive intracranial hemorrhage, and his body bore numerous signs of a struggle.
The police told me he had committed suicide and that there was no killer. I didn’t believe them.
The Substitute’s Identity Revealed
During the poorest year of my life, I sold myself to Zhou Jinyan for three hundred thousand yuan to serve as a substitute for his White Moonlight.
His friends once egged me on to drink until I suffered a gastric hemorrhage.
They asked him, “Don’t you feel bad for her?”
He looked down, his tone indifferent. “She’s just a substitute.”
Later, to save his White Moonlight, Zhou Jinyan stood by and watched as I fell from a cliff into the sea.
The search and rescue team never found my body.
He suddenly went mad, searching the entire world for me.
Five years later, I was invited back to the country and ran into him at an event.
He stared at me intently, his eyes rimmed with red. “I knew you weren’t dead. I’ve been looking for you-”
I took a step back, offering a polite yet distant smile. “I’m sorry, who are you?”
When I Had Another Personality
The day Fu Chengbi broke up with me, I got into a car accident.
I didn’t die.
The one who died was the personality inside me that loved him.
Who’s the Prey Now?
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My sister is dead. She committed suicide for a man.
When I was sorting through her belongings, I found a pair of handcuffs and some photographs.
In the photos, she was completely naked, her body covered in bruises.
A rush of blood surged through me, my whole body turned cold, and I was instantly overwhelmed by an indescribable terror and confusion.
But I didn’t know yet that the person who started all this had no intention of stopping.
And I was his next target.