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 waster, we raised you like this, and this is how you repay me now?"


"Where's the money I asked for? Where did you squander it all?"


Wen Mian had rested all afternoon, but as evening approached, the noise from outside interrupted her leisure.


The woman instinctively opened her eyes, yet the noise outside kept growing louder.


It seemed to already be at the door of Wen Mian's ward, as if the quarreling was right beside her ear.


"Enough, this is a public place. Why don't you take it outside?"


"I'm talking to my own daughter, what's it to you? Shang Meijuan, oh, Shang Meijuan, we spent so much money to raise you, and you? Not a penny of it came back, and to top it off, this is the result you ended up with."


In her haze, Wen Mian seemed to catch someone mentioning Shang Meijuan's name.


She instinctively gasped in a breath of cold air, her gaze changing with it.


Why were they mentioning Shang Meijuan outside?


Chapter 153 Losing Money Goods_1