When Jiang He woke up in her crib, it was already nine o'clock at night.

"I slept for a really long time, it was so comfortable."

Jiang He stretched and got out of bed.

This was the first time he had ever slept so soundly and comfortably.

In the three years since he returned to the Jiang family, he hasn't had a single day of peace.

Her heart was constantly on edge, and all her thoughts were focused on how to please the Jiang family.

How can I gain their approval? How can I dispel their misunderstandings about him? How can I integrate into this family?

All sorts of questions were on his mind; he even dreamed about them.

Sometimes he would have nightmares, dreaming that the Jiang family completely abandoned him and drove him out of the house. Just like in his previous life, he became an orphan and could only wander outside. He was so afraid that he couldn't even sleep soundly.

But now, he has come to his senses.

Nothing beats relying on yourself.

Prejudice is a mountain.

In their eyes, he was a good-for-nothing, a rebellious son, and someone who only angered them.

No matter how well you perform, it will be useless.

Parents are not born loving their children.

Although Jiang He didn't want to face it in the past, he had to admit that they didn't love him.

Because he doesn't love, he becomes snobbish. From birth, he was naturally slower than others, appeared much dumber, and also suffered from a strange headache.

They thought he was a piece of trash, a disgrace to the Jiang family, someone who would only embarrass them and had no value whatsoever.

Jiang Bai, on the other hand, excelled in every aspect, was praised by everyone, and was a prodigy.

Therefore, even though he was not their biological son but an adopted one, Jiang Hechuan and Shen Mingyue treated him as their own and loved him dearly.

His four older sisters also doted on and protected him, but they only treated him coldly and regarded Jiang Bai as their younger brother.

There was no decent furniture in the room, nor any valuables worth taking with you.

Jiang He packed only two sets of clothes for herself, along with her ID card, notebook and pen, and the 200 yuan she had saved from selling recyclables.

He didn't receive any pocket money at the Jiang family's house.

I took a deep breath, opened the window, and jumped out.

It was early autumn.

A gentle evening breeze swept by, carrying the scent of roses from the garden—free and vibrant.

Before leaving, Jiang He turned back and glanced at the small room where she had lived for three years.

It doesn't matter.

It's all over now.

Jiang He placed her hand on her heart and said to herself,

It's okay if others don't love you, I will love myself.

Jiang He is sure to make a name for himself.

After recovering from his illness, he regained his memories of his past life. The cultural treasures of Earth in his memories were like gold mines, waiting for him to unearth them.

With the gold mine at his disposal, his future will only get better and better.

The Jiang family will eventually reap what they sow and receive the retribution they deserve!

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Jiang He nimbly made her way around the garden and headed out.

As they left the garden, they unexpectedly bumped into Wang Ma.

Wang Ma, holding a glass of milk and some bread, was quite surprised to see Jiang He.

"Fifth Young Master, what are you doing here?"

Then, he felt happy for Jiang He.

She had witnessed all the grievances Jiang He had suffered over the past three years.

Her youngest son, who lives in her hometown, is the same age as Jiang He. She works away from home year-round and can only see her son a few times a year.

Wang Ma couldn't help but feel some sympathy for Jiang He, a child of the same age.

Jiang He was often locked up in solitary confinement. Wang Ma couldn't bear to see him go hungry, so she would wait until late at night when everyone had gone to rest.

He would then sneak around to the back garden and bring Jiang He some food through the small window.

The milk and bread in her hand were meant for Jiang He.

What no one expected was that the Fifth Young Master, who would rather starve himself to death than disobey his master and mistress's orders to sneak out of the room.

This time, it actually came out on its own initiative.

Moreover, she noticed that the Fifth Young Master seemed somewhat different from before.

When they speak and act, they no longer have that slow, deliberate feeling; their eyes are bright and lively, giving off a sense of intelligence and wisdom.

"Fifth Young Master, I was just looking for you. Are you hungry? You haven't eaten all day. Eat this quickly."

Wang Ma didn't know what to say, after all, she was just a nanny hired by the Jiang family to handle their domestic affairs.

All we could do was secretly bring the children some food and drink.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang."

Jiang He was deeply moved. She took the bread and milk and began to eat and drink heartily.

After finishing eating, return the cup to Wang Ma.

"Wang Ma, you should go back now, I have to go. Just pretend you never saw me today, and we'll meet again if there's a chance in the future."

After saying goodbye to Wang Ma, Jiang He successfully found her way to the front door, entered the password, opened the door, and closed it.

Completed in one go.

Breathing in the air of freedom, Jiang He, carrying her tattered schoolbag, chose to leave without looking back.

The Jiang family villa is located in the suburbs, where transportation is inconvenient. Without a car, it's impossible to get around. Jiang He touched the 200 yuan in his pocket and finally gave up on taking a taxi, choosing to walk instead.

I walked all the way to the university town, which was 2 kilometers away, by sheer willpower.

There are two reasons for choosing the university town: firstly, the university town has good public security and is relatively safe.

Secondly, because there are many students in the university town, everything is much cheaper, whether it's eating, going online, or staying in a hotel.

When we arrived at the university town, it was already past 10 p.m., but it was still very lively outside.

Looking at the bustling crowds of vibrant, group-like college students, Jiang He felt a pang of envy.

Because he was trafficked, he never went to school.

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