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

Having returned home, Wen Mian was still unsettled.


The incident with Pei Zhiyao kept echoing in her mind.


The woman took a deep breath, her eyes flickering.


After a long while, Wen Mian finally reached for her phone to contact Mo Xiaoqi.


When she felt at a loss, it was always Mo Xiaoqi who stood by her side.


Her voice came through the other end of the phone.


Wen Mian's mood sank as she slowly recounted what had just happened.


Mo Xiaoqi laughed, a noticeable curve on her lips.


Wen Mian didn't know how to describe it.


Even more so, she guessed what Wen Mian wanted to say.


"I was seen by Pei Zhiyao talking about a partnership with Gu Zichen. On the way back, he wanted to do that with me, but I said something very harsh, both before and after getting into the car, and later Pei Zhiyao's emotions seemed off."


Chapter 325 Guilty Conscience_1