I saw that very young face from afar, and I was filled with emotion.
She had seen that person on the news.
I've also heard people from my hometown talk about him. He's a young talent from our hometown, with the same junior high school diploma as me, and I think he was my older sister's classmate.
How did they manage to conquer such a vast territory?
Is she destined to be a low-level employee in a factory, accomplishing nothing?
Her deep sense of imbalance exacerbated her mental health issues, leading her to constantly fantasize about unrealistic things to numb herself.
Yu Zihao gradually grew up and managed to get a college diploma.
After leaving home, he couldn't find a job and shamelessly sponged off his parents back in his hometown.
He had Yu's father and mother completely under his control.
"You've spoiled me rotten. Since you gave birth to me, you have to be responsible for me for the rest of my life. Otherwise, I won't take care of you in your old age!"
Mr. and Mrs. Yu, who were still hoping their son would become successful, were struck dumb.
He cried out: "Karma!"
"Other parents buy houses and help their sons get married, what have you prepared for me? Nothing! How did I end up living with your family? You don't deserve to be parents at all!"
These words were tinged with resentment, as if the speaker utterly despised their family.
Mr. and Mrs. Yu felt a chill run through their hearts…
This son is a waste...
I regret it so much...
Yu Zihao owes a huge amount of money, and debt collectors come to his door every few days, threatening to cut off his hands.
Yu Zihao ran away, and Yu's mother was so angry that she fainted and was hospitalized. She fell ill, and Yu's father, limping, ran around trying to borrow money but couldn't get any.
Even if I sell the old house, I still can't afford to pay it back.
The debt collectors, with their extensive connections, quickly located Yu Zihao and broke one of his hands as a warning.
Yu Zihao will spend his life burdened with enormous debt, paying the price for his ignorance and recklessness, becoming a defaulter and utterly ruined...
Mr. and Mrs. Yu raised their son to provide for them in their old age, but in the end, they were left to rely on their son for old age support, and their later years were filled with misery and destitution...
Yu Xue struggled at the very bottom her whole life, unable to rise, truly unable to rise...
Many years later, they saw a familiar yet unfamiliar person on the news.
That person is the founder of a company, the top richest person, a philanthropist, and has a halo of various titles.
They even share the same name? What a coincidence!
For a fleeting moment, they thought it was Yu Shuang, who was related to them by blood.
They found the idea somewhat ridiculous; how could it possibly be the Yu Shuang they knew?
Stop thinking about it...
Even if that ingrate is outstanding, he's at most an employee; he can't possibly be that rich.
It wasn't until that person spoke frankly about his family that she was heartbroken and decided to donate all her assets to charity to help more of her compatriots.
The Yu family members, who had been suffering from poverty and hardship, were struck dumb.
Holy crap!
It really is Yu Shuang, who is related to them by blood!?
He's become the richest man in China!?
No! Don't donate!!
That's all money! They've never seen so much money in their entire lives!
My God! This is even more painful than killing them!
When I saw Yu Shuang gracefully signing her name on the donation agreement on the screen...
Yu's mother, who was already bedridden, breathed her last after a few deep breaths.
Yu Zihao coughed up blood; that was his own older sister… No matter what, he should have a share of the money…
Yu's father was filled with remorse.
If only I had known then what I know now…
Yu Xue was the last to see the news; she was still working overtime, exhausted.
When she saw that her eldest sister had donated all her wealth, which was more than enough to rival that of a nation, she screamed and fainted in the bathroom...
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