Sisterhood
The Fake Heiress Comes Clean
I was a fake heiress.
When I was thirteen, my nanny suddenly told me I was her daughter, a fake heiress, and demanded that I take money from the Su family to support her and my biological brother.
I looked at her, then turned around and reported her.
Wild Grass
I was the freest child in the village.
All the other kids envied me because no one ever told me what to do.
But the truth was, my parents had divorced, and neither of them wanted me.
That was why they left eight-year-old me all alone in a mud-brick house up in the mountains.
During the day, it was all right.
But at night, the mountain wind howled, and the drunk old bachelor would reach his hand in through the crack in the window. “Jingjing, are you scared all by yourself? Uncle Dog will keep you company!”
