We're laying it all out: our family's rich. (The End)



I even gained three pounds over the summer vacation, and my complexion became a bit rosier.

Something's wrong, something's very wrong...

Call my older sister.

My older sister has urged them several times to come home for the New Year, whether they have money or not, but they not only refused, but also gave her a cold shoulder.

I haven't been in contact with them for a long time.

The call couldn't be connected at all.

After three years of college and three years after graduation, they had endured so much hardship that this was the first time they had taken the initiative to call home.

The once-familiar phone number can no longer be reached.

A bad feeling rose in their hearts.

I went home during the holiday.

Everything there has changed.

I learned that my mother had sold the house several years ago.

"What!??"

"Why did she sell the house?!"

Why were the houses sold without their consent?

Even if the house is sold, they should get a share!

Did Mom just pocket it like that?

That's outrageous!!

Tears welled up uncontrollably and streamed down my face.

I was both angry and aggrieved.

How did they end up with such a family?

Even if they have to abandon each other, it should be them abandoning the family, not the family abandoning them!

On what grounds?!

Many years later.

The siblings started their own families.

They still haven't escaped poverty.

The cycle of cause and effect resulted in two retributions.

They became the adults they hated most—the ones who controlled children and wielded power.

At that moment, they seemed to understand a little of the hardships their mother had endured...

My heart was filled with mixed feelings, a bitter taste in my mouth...

Later, they reached middle age.

I just saw my older sister on the financial channel.

That dazzling, powerful woman on the rich list—if it weren't for the same name, surname, and mother...

They simply couldn't believe how awesome their eldest sister was now.

The siblings were filled with remorse in their respective homes.

I feel like I missed out on a fortune...

It feels like all the suffering I endured in the first half of my life was for nothing…

They could have had a brighter future…

They could have lived a life that wasn't so pathetic...

If only I had known…

Alas, I regret it so much...

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