Part 2Suddenly Seeing Floating Comments, I Clung to My "Evil" Stepmother's Leg

My father recently married a new wife.

I hid in the shadows, watching this new stepmother with her charming smile and radiant beauty.

I finally understood why my father married her.

Even knowing she was rumored to have caused the deaths of two ex-husbands, he still wanted to marry her.

Just for that face, it was worth it.

These men all thought they were victorious in winning a beautiful wife.

Unfortunately, they all ended up dead.

My father died just two short months after the wedding.

Some people suspected my stepmother was behind it, but they couldn't find any evidence.

They could only attribute it to superstition.

They said my stepmother was too toxic, that she brought death to anyone she touched.

The day my father died, several women showed up with children, demanding inheritance.

My stepmother, the champion of household battles who had defeated these women, went on the offensive.

"Uncle Wang, throw these filthy things out!" she ordered.

Cutting off someone's money is like killing their parents. How could these people give up so easily?

My stepmother looked delicate, but her words were merciless. She brought out my father's urn.

"Oh my, he's already been cremated. We can't do a paternity test now, but you're welcome to join him down there," she said with a smile.

The women burst into tears. "Are you even human? Robert's body wasn't even cold, and you had him cremated."

My stepmother smiled sweetly and said, "I checked. He was cold, very cold indeed."

That smile sent chills down my spine, and I quietly moved further away.

In the end, those women and children were dragged away by security, crying and screaming.

My stepmother lounged comfortably on the sofa, pouring herself a glass of red wine, in a great mood.

"I've struck it rich. This money will last me a lifetime," she said.

"Too bad there's one extra burden," she added with a frown.

I watched her smile and frown, not daring to make a sound.

She seemed to view me as a burden.

Would I be homeless soon?

Thankfully, since my mother passed away, my uncle has been caring for me.

He said yesterday he wanted to take me away.

Not long after, my uncle and aunt arrived.

My aunt was crying all the way here, her eyes red:

"Lily, how could your parents leave so early?"

"Poor Lily, a girl without parents, what will become of you?"

My uncle stroked my head, saying sympathetically, "Poor child, come live with us from now on."

They looked at me with sincere concern.

I glanced secretly at my stepmother, who didn't seem keen on keeping me.

Everyone says stepmothers are bad, but I didn't feel that way.

She just treated me like a stranger, just like my father did.

I was leaning towards going with my uncle when I was about to speak.

Suddenly, floating comments appeared in front of me.

[The plot's moving so fast! The heroine's about to be taken away by relatives to be mistreated. I can't wait!]

[These relatives are evil. After getting the money, they'll sell the heroine to some remote village.]

[That's nothing. All the hardships she endures as a child will be compensated by the male lead's love later. A pure, innocent flower growing in adversity, meeting her savior when she grows up. So sweet!]

[This evil stepmother doesn't look like a good person either. She probably can't wait to get rid of the girl.]