Spicy Monkey

Five years ago, Wen Mian was branded with the stigma of climbing into her adoptive brother's bed, a finger pointed at her spine.
Everyone said she was an ingrate, unable to appreciate the new life the Pei Family had given her, and instead repaying kindness with enmity.
Only she knew that this so-called favor was nothing but an unfathomably deep hell on earth.
After five years of grinding hardship, Wen Mian had almost died abroad.
When she came back, she was a changed woman, swearing to make every member of the Pei Family pay.
She had thought this was a desperate dead-end gambit.
But unexpectedly, the adoptive brother who had sent her away was like an annoying piece of gum stuck to her shoe, following her everywhere.
She killed, he handed her the knife, she sought revenge, he silenced the witnesses.
Finally, Wen Mian couldn't help it—
"What exactly do you want?"
And that man, who had bided his time for so many years, finally showed his true colors, "Can't you see? I've been doing it all for you."

Marked by My Stepbrother

"You sure have a lot of free time, running to the Pei Family every other day. Do they have a little lover for you there? You seem to really like that place."


Facing Zhao Moxuan's sarcastic tone, Wen Mian didn't plan on pandering to him.


"Yeah, I have a little lover there, unlike you. You have a lover but can't be together. Now it's great, isn't it? Your engagement to Pei Qingqing was rejected, so not only do you not have a lover, but you've also lost an official wife."


Provoked by Wen Mian like this, the man's anger was nearly uncontrollable.


But he raised his hand and seized Wen Mian's wrist in a swift move.


The overt forcefulness was obvious, causing Wen Mian to inhale sharply.


The man furrowed his brows and questioned, a sense of pointed déjà vu in his tone.


However, Wen Mian was not afraid of Zhao Moxuan.


Chapter 133: Be Mindful of Your Image_1