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

If Wen Mian's identity were to be discovered, she wouldn't be able to attend the concert.


Rather than publicizing it, it would be better to let Wen Mian quietly be herself.


The woman sharply inhaled, her gaze fixed on the phone, just about to contact Mo Site.


Little did she know, a call from Pei Zhiyao suddenly came through.


The man seemed very concerned about Wen Mian's situation.


He had even seen the news about the concert.


Wen Mian nodded, responding subconsciously.


"Your concert a few days ago was quite successful. I was wondering if you're interested in attending any other concerts recently?"


Wen Mian was a bit stunned and taken aback.


During this inquiry by Pei Zhiyao, Wen Mian was truly puzzled by his words.


But after a long while, she didn't know what to say.


She was looking for an excuse to avoid it.


Chapter 409 Helping in the Dark_1