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During the New Year's holiday, my parents once again left me alone at home to chase after their bonuses.
I felt sorry for them working overtime, so I took Christmas cookies to accompany them.
But my parents got out of the luxury car, hugged a boy of my age.
And went to a five-star hotel, talking and laughing.
"Mom, Dad, is it okay to leave Vivienne alone at home?"
My mom casually replied, "It's fine, she's used to it."
My dad added dismissively, "She can't compare to you. You're our precious one!"
I turned and left.
They've been deceiving me by pretending to be poor.
This time, I don't care for their company either!

Affluent Parents Pretending to be Poor

After turning away, I made to leave, but he still wanted his bodyguards to stop me. I took a deep breath, "Do you really think you can stop me? My social status today far surpasses that of you businessmen. If you don't believe me, just try it. If I'm not out this door in five minutes, let's see if the police show up or not."


Hearing this, my dad slumped onto the sofa and waved his hand to let me pass. I left without another word.


My mom was screaming her heart out behind me, but I didn't pay her any attention. Their belated affection was more worthless than grass; their late-blooming love had long since withered.


I may have come back, but this negotiation didn't make them realize that I truly didn't want them anymore.


My mom even gave an interview to reporters, publicly revealing the reasons for our strained relationship. Immediately, they were so harshly criticized by netizens that they had to disable comments.


Chapter 7