After sitting on a bench not far from the lake for a long time, the wind made her face cold and her body stiff. Lin Zhao took out her cell phone and checked the time. It was already late, so perhaps the banquet was about to begin.

Listening to the whistling wind and the gurgling water, my hand inexplicably slid up, down, left and right on the phone page. When I reacted, I was already on the chat page with Lu Zaozao, which was blank - I had added her by chance before, but I just added her and never chatted with her.

Lin Zhao thought that there must be something wrong with her brain. Why should she care? She was not going to die anyway. As long as she was not going to die, everything would be a small matter. At the same time, she was struggling over whether to send a message to Lu Zao Zao to ask if he had gone to the hospital to observe the injury in time. After all, it didn't look like a minor injury.

After leaving her chair, Lin Zhao returned along the path of her memory, still thinking about this question. Because she was thinking about the problem, her steps were slower than usual.

There was a loud noise in her ears, or to be more precise, it was undisguised ridicule and sarcasm. Lin Zhao had experienced this too many times before, so she was very sensitive to such sounds. But when she asked herself, she realized that she was not a good person, so she would never meddle in other people's affairs or help others like Lu Zaozao did.

She walked over without any psychological burden, but after a few seconds, Lin Zhao took a few steps back and stared at the figures upstairs with cold eyes.

Finally, she walked up the stairs leisurely and unhurriedly - it was not that she wanted to care, but the volume of those people's mocking voices was too loud, and she happened to hear her own name among them.

Going up to the second floor, he looked at the end of the corridor nonchalantly. Wen Miaoyi was surrounded by a group of people. Her eyes, as clear as a deer's, were full of sorrow. Those people only said a few sentences over and over again.

"How dare you, a fake daughter, stay in the Wen family? You have occupied someone else's identity for more than ten years and you have forgotten your own name, bitch."

"Tsk tsk tsk, if I were Lin Zhao I would have chased you away long ago."

"The Wen family is rich and powerful. If it were me, I would cling to them like a dog. At least I would be able to have enough food and clothing."

A few people finished talking one after another, and then a group of people burst into laughter. I don't know who in the crowd reached out a hand and pushed Wen Miaoyi to the ground. There was a noise, and then there was even more unscrupulous laughter.

Indeed, every word of these words reached Lin Zhao's ears, and they were exactly what she was thinking. She had thought about kicking Wen Miaoyi out of the Wen family, but Wen's parents loved this fake daughter so much that there was nothing they could do.

Lin Zhao emotionlessly twirled a strand of hair hanging on her chest with her fingers, and began to move towards the group of people - she had enough and sufficient reasons to hate Wen Miaoyi, but she didn't know where those people got the qualifications.

But it's just a pretext to bully people openly, which is equally annoying.

Someone in the crowd squatted down and raised his palm to slap forward. Wen Miaoyi subconsciously raised her hand to block it, thinking that it was just her bad luck. However, the pain she expected did not come. She soon heard a sharp and thin scream, so she carefully moved her arm away from her eyes and observed the situation around her.

It was Lin Zhao who grabbed the person's arm and dragged her back a few steps. She almost pushed her against the edge of the railing with her upper body hanging in the air and a trembling cry coming out of her mouth.

Feeling it was unbelievable, Wen Miaoyi's tears hung in her eyes for a moment and forgot to fall. She wiped her eyes vigorously, and it turned out to be Lin Zhao again.

Some people around wanted to come forward to mediate the fight, but seeing this, Lin Zhao snorted coldly and let go of her hand very naturally, leaving the girl lying paralyzed on the spot, gasping for breath loudly and crying in shock.

When they saw that the person coming was Lin Zhao, the group of people whispered to each other and then quickly dispersed.

When everything returned to silence, Lin Zhao's expression became even more stern than before, "Do you know why your first reaction when you encounter something or are bullied is to cry?"

Wen Miaoyi shook her head, got up from the ground, and shook her head with red eyes and choked up. She immediately nodded and commented on herself with clear cognition, "Because I am a coward."

Lin Zhao stared at him for a few seconds without saying anything, and then laughed mockingly.

"Maybe." She said indifferently, "You were just protected too well. You always thought that everyone in the world was a good person. Now a huge change has happened, and you can't bear it."

After saying that, she folded her arms, leaned against the wall, and looked into the distance at the gray-blue sky. The wind blew her hair up, and her narrow, charming and dark eyes looked like water from an ancient well under the light from the overhead lamp. It was a little chilling, but also breathtakingly beautiful.

"I was just like you at the beginning, crying like a loser. But later on I stopped because tears are the most useless thing for people like us. Instead, they are stimulants for those people. The more you cry, the more it stimulates their desire for violence. Later on I learned one thing, which is to endure. But it's useless. I did this purely because I couldn't bear the consequences."

"I later learned another method, which is to retaliate quietly and without leaving any trace. This method is the most effective and disgusting."

She suddenly turned her gaze back and looked at Wen Miaoyi with a raised eyebrow and a smile, "After exchanging identities with you, do you know what the first thing I did was?"

Still in a daze over Lin Zhao's previous remarks, Wen Miaoyi did not respond immediately. By the time she came to her senses, Lin Zhao had already continued talking.

"I went to see the girl I pushed down the stairs and told her that she would never be able to do anything to me. Then I found those who had bullied me one by one and used the same methods they had used to bully and torture me to retaliate against them tenfold or a hundredfold. I felt really happy when I saw them acting like dogs."

"It's really retribution, it's all what he deserves."

Wen Miaoyi looked at Lin Zhao's face, and a twisted sense of joy was spreading over it little by little, but she did not feel a bit of fear, nor did she feel that the other person was such a terrible person.

It’s just a strange thought - if Lin Zhao was really the daughter of the Wen family from the beginning, she would definitely become a brave and kind person.

It was fate that made everything go wrong.

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