Shen Yue often felt out of place with her family because she thought she was not weird enough.

But today, after she fell into the pond and hit her head, she suddenly felt relieved!

Well, they weren't really a family to begin with, so how could they be similar?

After hitting her head, Shen Yue's mind inexplicably gained a flood of memories, revealing her future self.

She saw someone saying that she was not the real daughter of the Shen family. She saw the true heiress of the Shen family, who despite being lost for so many years, was remarkably outstanding. She saw herself making mistakes and ending up alone and miserable in prison.

She saw her own little muddy hand reaching out from the pond. In a moment of confusion, she recalled the taste of prison food and had an epiphany.

Those were memories from her past life! She was going to end up in prison in the future!

The food in prison was terrible, the work was dirty and exhausting, and she would be bullied. So, what should she do?

Start working hard now to change her destiny?

Being a fake heiress, how could she change anything? Should she get a whole-body blood transfusion or change her genes? She could only be reborn in the next life.

Start currying favor with influential people to increase her family's goodwill towards her?

Unless something unexpected happened, her current family members, except for her lenient parents, were not interested in spending time with her because she was too foolish to be entertaining. She couldn't even reach for someone's leg to cling onto.

Start studying hard and change her destiny through knowledge?

That seemed feasible.

She decided to take action! Shen Yue sat at her desk and feverishly wrote a paper. After checking her answers, she silently closed her books, pretending nothing had happened.

Whether in her past life or this life, knowledge could change others destinies, but it probably couldn't change her own.

That day, Shen Yue, at the age of twelve, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, perfectly embodying the sorrow of youth in literary works.

It was painful, so painful!

After daydreaming. No, after pondering for ten minutes, Shen Yue reached a conclusion.

If she was destined to eat prison food and do heavy labor, why not enjoy herself and lie low while she still could?

Nothing is impossible in this world, as long as you are willing to give up.

Before she ended up there, she would savor every meal! She would try all sorts of dishes, with no repeats!

However, in the evening, as she looked at the plain cabbage soup in front of her, she fell into contemplation again.

"Big brother, is our family bankrupt?"

Shen Yichen, who had already put down his food and was about to leave, stopped in his tracks, feeling somewhat surprised.

It wasn't because of the question Shen Yue asked, but rather her attitude.

In his memory, this sister had always been afraid of him. Every time she spoke to him, she was very cautious, as if he were some kind of monster who would devour her. Over time, he stopped wanting to talk to her.

He had come today to bring Shen Yue food, compelled by the pressure from their parents. He didn't expect Shen Yue to strike up a conversation with him.

Perhaps it had been too long since he had interacted with someone of her kind, Shen Yichen, for once, responded to Shen Yue's words, "No."

After hearing the answer, Shen Yue quickly followed up, "Then why is this all we have for dinner?"

Shen Yue swayed her bright, watery eyes back and forth between the plate of bok choy and Shen Yichen, clearly implying, "Give me something delicious to eat!"

Shen Yichen remained unmoved and conveyed the message from their elders with indifference, "You can only eat this today."

"What about tomorrow?"

"I don't know."

"What did you have for lunch, Big Brother?"

Shen Yichen didn't expect his little sister to initiate a conversation with him so naturally. He paused slightly before responding, "I haven't eaten yet."

Shen Yue's eyes lit up upon hearing his words, and eagerly she handed over her plate of bok choy, forgetting about Shen Yichen. "Big Brother, have it!"

Shen Yichen looked at the chopsticks held out to his mouth but didn't open it.

Even though Shen Yue now appeared sincere, with a look that showed she genuinely cared for him, he knew she was only trying to take advantage of him. He didn't want to be used.

Shen Yue was silently rejected by Shen Yichen.

In that moment, she recalled her instinctive fear of her older brother, but the fear was quickly suppressed.

In the face of the hardships of prison food, all fears became trivial.

"Big Brother, I really don't like eating this. Instead of forcing me to eat bok choy, it would be better if I just died!" Shen Yue pretended to cry, her tears not flowing, but her voice was loud.

Shen Yichen rubbed his temples and sternly scolded her, "Stop crying, what's wrong with you?"

If someone didn't know what was happening, they would think he had done something outrageous.

However, this scolding, which usually worked on others, had no effect on Shen Yue. She even cried louder, eventually attracting the other members of the Shen family who were in the living room.

The door opened, and Shen's father walked in first. Seeing Shen Yue still wailing, he asked with a cold face, "What's going on?"

Shen Yichen was about to answer, but Shen Yue had already stopped crying and responded very normally, "Big Brother didn't help me eat the bok choy, so I'm threatening him."

Shen's father: ...

Shen Yichen: ...

Onlookers: ...

Shen's father sighed and said to Shen Yue, "Lower your voice when you threaten someone," then he closed the door and left.

Only then did Shen Yue turn to Shen Yichen and ask, "So, can I continue?"

Shen Yichen didn't say anything, he just took the plate of bok choy from Shen Yue's hand and ate it all in one bite.

Shen Yue fell silent.

After finishing the bok choy, Shen Yichen asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Shen Yue's eyes brightened. She truly had the mindset of a businessperson and knew what to say, "I want to eat crayfish!"

"No."

"I want to eat Wagyu beef."

"No."

"I want to eat cured meat."

"No."

"I want to eat..."

"No."

In the end, for dinner that day, Shen Yue still had only bok choy. The only difference was that Shen Yichen ate the same dish as her.

The next day, just when Shen Yue was prepared to enjoy her morning in bed, she was forced to get up at 6 a.m. and start getting ready for school.

She let Auntie dress her with her eyes closed, arrived at the dining table with her eyes closed, ate something with her eyes closed, and finally got into the car with her eyes closed.

In a daze, she felt the car stop, so she opened her eyes and asked, "Have we arrived?"

"We've arrived at the Shang residence."

Shen Yue's rusty brain started to spin when she heard the name Shang's family. Shang Junyu, a little brat she really liked but never took seriously in her memories.

To say or not to say, that little brat was handsome from a young age, and she really liked him.

But anyway, he was a man she was destined never to have, just a bootlicker. So be it.

"Uncle Zhang, just drive, you don't need to come over anymore."

Uncle Zhang was somewhat surprised. Although Shen Yue and Shang Junyu were still young, they had seen Shen Yue's admiration and liking for him. At first, Shen Yue cried and made a fuss for a long time until the Shen family stepped in to negotiate with the Shang family and arrange for the two of them to go to school together.

Today, is it a fight between kids?

Without asking too much, Uncle Zhang quietly consulted Shen's father and then drove away.

Shen Yue looked at the familiar and yet unfamiliar surroundings, and her mind inexplicably conjured up what would happen next.

Today, someone will frame her, including Shang Junyu, and no one will stand by her side.

So Shen Yue began to think again.

Ah, how annoying. What's the use of going to school? The good times will be meaningless if not spent eating and sleeping.

After being falsely accused later, she'll take this as an excuse to stop going to school from tomorrow.

She truly was a clever little devil. Hehe.

Shen Yue was about to get off the car, her foot already halfway out, when she pulled it back in.

"Uncle Zhang, we're not at school yet."

Uncle Zhang sighed helplessly, "Your father said not to drive you all the way to the school gate."

Shen Yue promptly laid down flat on the back seat, clearly indicating she would not go to school unless driven right to the entrance.

After trying unsuccessfully to persuade her for a while, Uncle Zhang had no choice but to check with Shen's father again. The answer he got was that the doctor had cleared Shen Yue and she had no health issues. If she was throwing a tantrum, just carry her directly to the teacher.

Uncle Zhang sighed again. He felt this was not the best approach, but did not dare defy the boss. Reluctantly, he went to the backseat and unceremoniously threw the limp Shen Yue onto his back.

One's parents are more important than anything.

Sorry, little Yueyue.

Only then did Shen Yue realize what had happened. She felt perfectly fine, even comfortable.

In short, she felt blessed as long as she didn't have to move.

This was not laziness, she told herself, but conserving energy for future labor reform.

Having found a "valid reason" for herself, Shen Yue continued lounging on Uncle Zhang's back, even letting out a yawn and accidentally spotting a nearby breakfast joint, yelling "I want to eat that!"

Uncle Zhang was exasperated. Shen family children were never allowed to eat outside food, so how could he dare to randomly buy her some. He could only refuse, "You can't."

But Shen Yue persisted, "Why not!"

Because your dad and mom don't allow you to eat it. Why make things difficult for me, a laborer!

But Uncle Zhang did not dare tell the truth. He was afraid the little girl would gossip everywhere and he'd lose his job. So he solemnly started making up excuses, "It's not that I won't buy it for you, it's that uncle doesn't have money on hand."

Having her memories, Shen Yue instantly empathized. She understood the pain of having no money.

It was to the extent of counting every penny even for a small gummy bear.

How could a fake rich girl make life difficult for a laborer? She felt ashamed for wanting to spend his hard-earned money. It was like being so hungry in prison that she'd steal another inmate's last meal.

The pain, the pain!

In that moment, Uncle Zhang was no longer just a laborer in Shen Yue's eyes, but her fellow revolutionary!

Comrade seeing comrade, both eyes brimming with tears.

But Uncle Zhang shuddered, realizing this was bad. Uh oh, the little ancestor's not about to cry is she? That would cause a scene. He had to hurry and drop her off at school.

Uncle Zhang got ready to sprint the last stretch and throw Shen Yue at the school gate. But just then, he saw Shen Yue's eyes glimmering with tears as she spoke, "Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been demanding. Don't feel upset."

Uncle Zhang stopped in his tracks.

Actually, he wasn't very upset himself. He was just worried the Shen boss would scold and dock his pay.

But seeing Shen Yue sincerely apologize made Uncle Zhang suddenly feel that not buying the girl breakfast and then lying to her to the point of tears was beastly.

Shen Yue didn't know that her apology would haunt Uncle Zhang's dreams, leaving him with immense guilt.

After intense ideological struggle, Uncle Zhang said, "Next time, I will definitely buy it for you."

Let's slip away from the bodyguards next time and eat.

But Shen Yue misunderstood his perfunctory words as the usual polite brush-off. She politely played along, "Okay!"

Just then, Shen Yue's classmate Zhang Peng happened to walk past and overheard their conversation.

He was shocked by what he discovered. Shen Yue...her family is so poor they can't even afford breakfast? So Shen Yue's parents are destitute?! She always uses nice things at school, who would've thought...

At 12 years old, not quite an adult but no longer a child, at that impulse-driven age without forethought.

The classmate who had heard the "secret" rushed ahead of Shen Yue into the classroom, eager to share the big news with everyone.

"Guess what I just overheard! You'd never guess, Shen Yue is actually a fraud!"

As soon as he said this, the classmates who had been minding their own business all looked over.

"Shen Yue is a fraud?"

"What's going on?"

"Are you still asleep? Which Shen Yue are you talking about?"

"Our class's Shen Yue?"

Zhang Peng slapped the lectern and picked up the chalk eraser, ready to reveal all. But then he remembered the teacher would arrive to start class soon, so he quickly summed up, "On my way here today, I heard Shen Yue and her uncle talking. Her family is so poor they can't even afford breakfast! Her uncle even said, 'It's because uncle is useless and has no money.' Then Shen Yue started apologizing."

"I thought Shen Yue grew up together with Shang Junyu, so even if her family's not as rich as the Shangs, they'd still be pretty well-off..."

"But Shen Yue uses pretty expensive stuff at school."

"They must be knock-offs. If they can't even afford breakfast, no way she can afford real deals."

"Maybe she steals them?"

"Ew, so gross. Why does Shen Yue have to pretend to be rich like this by stealing?"

"The nerve to treat us with stolen money before!"

"Fenced goods for sure."

"Should we report her to the police?"

The saying goes three people make a tiger. Though the accusation of stealing started as speculation, as more people echoed it, it became truth.

Especially since it was this Shen Yue.

Shen Yue who went to school with Shang Junyu every day, talented in piano and dance, already gaining fans for her sweet looks and nice personality.

For someone like her to actually be a liar, even a thief, how interesting.

Sometimes, people find happiness in others' pain. Looking down on the excellent feels better about one's own failures, a comforting self-deception.

So when Shen Yue finally wandered into the classroom, she found everyone looking at her differently.

Shen Yue couldn't describe their gazes. She only knew if it were prison, anyone who looked at her like that would be dead by next morning.

She thought nothing of it and headed straight for her desk to sit down. But she discovered her stool was sopping wet, and even the previously tidy desktop was scribbled all over, with dense writing everywhere.

Fraud.

Poor.

Disgusting.

Vain.

Thief.

...

These were the more refined words. There were also cruder, explicit insults.

Shen Yue examined closely, thinking happiness had come too suddenly, seeming unbelievable. So she looked to her neighbor and asked, "This is my desk?"

The other ignored her, but someone yelled, "That's your desk alright. It suits you perfectly, hahahahaha."

Now Shen Yue understood. She was being bullied.

She never expected this to happen to her. Though unsure of the reason, at least she could go home and lounge properly with an excuse.

"Hey Shen Yue, not sitting down?"

"The noble princess can't sit on a glue-covered stool, of course."

Shen Yue ignored the taunts and calmly took out her phone to call Uncle Zhang.

To make her mood seem more genuine, she viciously pinched her thigh, squeezing out some tears.

"Uncle Zhang... I... I don't want to go to school." The child's voice trembled slightly despite her efforts to control it. Uncle Zhang could still hear the fragility and distress in Shen Yue's words.

He immediately turned the car around towards the school, gently consoling, "Don't be scared, I'll be right there."

After hanging up with Shen Yue, Uncle Zhang hesitated, then called Shen Yichen's assistant.

On the other end, Shen Yue's pitiful expression disappeared as soon as she set down the phone. As she rubbed at the writing on her desk, she sorted through the extra memories in her mind.

Hmm, supposedly today they falsely accused her of taking someone else's belongings, so how did it become words on her desk?

The memories in her head don't seem very accurate either.

Yet for some reason, Shen Yue never doubted one thing, even as she told herself this.

That prison would be her final destination.

Shen Yue's calm appearance scared many people.

Generally speaking, the bullied person must show some reaction to the bullying itself, in order to make the bully feel happy.

What the people around wanted to see now was Shen Yue's discomfort, fear, pain and unwillingness, rather than her expressionless appearance, as if what they had done did not even catch Shen Yue's eye at all.

Why?

For a moment, they felt like they had bullied the wrong person.

Besides, Shen Yue had just made a phone call, calling Uncle Zhang in the phone. Who is Uncle Zhang? Is he the uncle without money that Zhang Peng just mentioned?

What's the use of calling such an uncle over? They... Could they have gotten it wrong?

Someone couldn't help but whispered to Zhang Peng again, "Hey, you didn't get it wrong, did you? Shen Yue really doesn't look like a poor student. The things she uses every day are quite expensive."

At this time, Zhang Peng was a little nervous in his heart, but when he thought about what he had heard with his own ears, he convinced himself again.

Shen Yue must be just a poor wretch. There was nothing to be afraid of. From her conversation with her uncle, he could even guess that Shen Yue's family must have emptied their wallet just to barely let her enter this school.

As for her relationship with Shang Junyu, Shen Yue must have always been trying to hide the fact that her family didn't really have any money by clinging to Shang Junyu and pretending to be a rich lady.

Those expensive things were either stolen or scammed.

Anyway... As long as he could prove today that Shen Yue's family background was worse than his, then there would be one more person to order around from now on.

Thinking of this, Zhang Peng nodded affirmatively, "I heard it with my own ears that Shen Yue's family has no money."

Hearing Zhang Peng confirm it again, the others were also relieved. In that case, there was nothing to worry about.

At most, Shen Yue had Shang Junyu behind her back, but the Shang family was not that powerful either.

Li Fanji, the current boss of the class and a prodigal rich second generation, even walked directly to Shen Yue's side, revealing a lecherous smile, "Shen Yue, don't pretend to be a rich lady anymore. As long as you promise to listen to me from now on, I will protect you. How about it? Our family is more powerful than Shang Junyu's."

After all, Shen Yue was genuinely beautiful. Although the baby fat on her face had not completely faded away, it was not an exaggeration to describe each of her facial features as exquisite.

"That way, as long as you agree, I will teach a lesson to everyone who wrote on your desk, without leaving a single one out."

Those who had moved Shen Yue's desk just now were a little panicked when they heard this. Li Fanji was reckless. This was definitely not just talk. Their family backgrounds might not be much worse than Li Fanji's, but they were normal people. Normal people feared lunatics. If Shen Yue really nodded, Li Fanji would definitely not let them off.

Thinking of this, many people glanced at each other, and then looked at Zhang Peng, having an idea.

"Shen Yue, don't blame us. It was Zhang Peng who came in yelling that you were a liar whose family couldn't even afford food, and that the things you use every day must have been stolen. He also incited us to write on your desk, so we did it."

After one person spoke up, the others also spoke up one after another.

"That's right, this whole thing is Zhang Peng's fault, it has nothing to do with us. We were just fooling around."

"The offensive words we said to you just now were also just to cater to the atmosphere. Don't take it to heart."

"It was all because of Zhang Peng... "

"Right! It was Zhang Peng!"

Zhang Peng stared in disbelief. He really wanted to explain that he did not ask anyone to scribble on Shen Yue's desk, but before he could speak, someone slapped him.

"Can't even figure out what to say and what not to say. How have I taught you?"

Zhang Peng clenched his fist tightly, then relaxed it again, "I'm sorry, it was my fault."

Everything in the classroom was like a farce. People even started suggesting that Zhang Peng kneel in front of Shen Yue to apologize.

Zhang Peng remained silent throughout.

Watching the classmates in front of her, Shen Yue felt as if it was not a group of children in front of her, but a group of demons.

Their sharp fangs could tear anyone apart at any time.

Although she had never seen this scene before, Shen Yue somehow felt that what was happening in front of her was very familiar.

Shen Yue didn't have a deep impression of Zhang Peng. She should say, except for Shang Junyu, she didn't pay much attention to anyone else in the school.

That's why, experiencing school violence for the first time today and watching someone else get beaten in front of her, Shen Yue's young mind suffered a tremendous shock.

She felt like she must have hit her head and damaged her brain, otherwise she wouldn't have memory problems, and even her life would have problems.

Her previous classmates were definitely not like this. They would greet her with a smile and go shopping with her.

Although she was the one who paid every time.

Seeing Zhang Peng being pushed in front of her, about to kneel down to her, Shen Yue took a step back to dodge, indicating that she did not want to participate in this tasteless game, while murmuring, "Kneel to heaven, kneel to earth, kneel to parents, don't kneel to me, I don't want to be your stumbling block."

Zhang Peng, who was kneeling halfway: ... Suddenly very awkward.

Forget it, I won't kneel.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was now focused on Shen Yue, and no one noticed him.

"Hey, Shen Yue, tell the truth, what do your parents do?"

Shen Yue thought about it for a while and replied, "My dad is unemployed and my mom dances occasionally."

What Shen Yue said was the truth. The company at home had now been fully handed over to her elder brother. Her dad's daily routine was to take the savings he had worked half his life for and go out to play everywhere.

Her mom was even more carefree. She practiced dancing at home on normal days, only showing up at major national events.

But in the ears of others, Shen Yue's words became confirmation of her lowly status.

Especially a girl in the class who had never gotten along well with Shen Yue couldn't help but taunt, "Wretched, how dare a person like you act arrogantly in front of us all this time?!"

She had always been jealous of Shen Yue's good looks and popularity, and now there was a justified reason, so she directly started moving to pull Shen Yue's hair.

"Let us take a look at what kind of fakes the high and mighty princess is wearing that actually look so real."

As Jiang Ruan got closer and closer to Shen Yue, Shen Yue's mind suddenly recalled the memories of learning from the boss sister in prison.

"Remember these three spots. First, striking here can obstruct the carotid artery blood flow, causing insufficient blood supply to the brain and interrupting blood transportation to the brain.

Second, attacking the carotid sinus can cause slow heartbeat, low blood pressure, and even fainting and sudden death.

Third, attacking the cervical vertebrae can damage the spinal cord nerves. If it causes a cervical fracture compressing or even severing the vertebral artery, it can lead to death.

Whoever moves you, you move them. Make up for the lack of strength with weapons, got it?!"

Shen Yue understood.

Make up for the lack of strength with weapons. So she grabbed the stool next to her and threw it at Jiang Ruan's outstretched hand.

Hesitating even one second would be disrespectful to the boss sister.

"Ah!" Jiang Ruan was frightened by Shen Yue's sudden retaliation and couldn't help but scream.

Shen Yue turned a deaf ear. She looked at her desk again, where two words were very conspicuous, "Slut" and "Whore".

So she pointed at these two words and asked Zhang Peng, who was closest to her, "Who wrote these?"

Hearing Shen Yue's voice, Zhang Peng shuddered reflexively. His body moved honestly before his brain could react. He pointed firmly at someone not far away, "It was Lin Yanxin!"

Shen Yue looked over, "Wipe it clean."

Lin Yanxin looked arrogant. "On what grounds?"

Shen Yue didn't force him either. She just continued to follow the teaching - make up for lack of strength with weapons. She picked up the desk in front of her and threw it at Lin Yanxin.

The people around were frightened by this. Lin Yanxin jumped up, feeling a little scared but trying to stay calm as he yelled at Shen Yue, "Shen Yue, are you crazy?!"

"What are you guys doing?"

Before Lin Yanxin could finish speaking, another cool voice came from the door. It was Shang Junyu, who had been stood up by Shen Yue today.

Shang Junyu walked into the classroom and saw that many people had just stood up from the floor. He was a little confused, but he did not ask. These classmates were expendable to him, with no value.

Except for Shen Yue. That was what his family reminded him every day.

Thinking of this, Shang Junyu felt a little annoyed. His family asked him to keep an eye on Shen Yue every day and not let her get bullied. But how could Shen Yue get bullied? It would be surprising if she didn't bully others.

"Class is about to start, everyone goes back to your seats and takes out your textbooks." Shang Junyu was the class monitor. He came from a good family, had good grades, and usually had a leadership style. As soon as he spoke, almost everyone settled down except for Shen Yue.

She was thinking that if she took action herself, wouldn't she lose her innocence if asked about it later? To be able to go home and lie down, she probably needed to act more pitiful.

With this thought, Shen Yue set her sights on the glue on the chair and sat right on it.

Hmm... Now this looked more like she was being bullied.

In short, it hurts, it hurts so much.

Sigh, why hasn't Uncle Zhang come to pick her up yet? Her butt was almost completely wet!

Three hours after leaving the bed, she missed it.

The other students were also very well-behaved. The entire classroom was no longer noisy, and the morning passed by peacefully.