My evil stepmother is a national sweetheart. She plays the innocent flower on the outside, but she used public opinion to drive me to my death. My soul floated in the air— I saw Dad weeping bitterly, while my stepmother took my shares. I saw some netizens celebrating that the "homewrecker" was finally dead! I was utterly despairing, but... when I opened my eyes again, it was the day Dad brought his celebrity stepmother home. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. This time, I'm going to live my life to the fullest! In my past life, just because I called her "sister," she gave me a stern warning. This time, when she stood in front of me and asked me to call her "Mom," I immediately burst into tears. Dad immediately came over and picked me up. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" I asked timidly, "Dad, Auntie insists I call her Mom, but she's not my mom. Can I not call her Mom...?" Mom's death has always been a pain that Dad couldn't forget. When I mentioned it, Dad remembered her again. His face fell as he scolded, "Bella, we just got married. If the child doesn't want to call you Mom, she doesn't have to. Why do you have to force her?" My stepmother's face stiffened for a moment, but she quickly adjusted her expression. She gently hugged me. "I'm sorry, honey. I was too impatient. I just wanted to be accepted by Sweetheart so badly." Her words sounded wronged, and Dad's expression softened. Unexpectedly, slap! I slapped my stepmother's hypocritical face. Both of them were stunned. Dad immediately scolded me, "Ice! What are you doing?" "Dad..." I cried, feeling wronged by his scolding. "Auntie pinched my waist, it hurts..." Chapter 1 My stepmother's face flashed with panic as she hurriedly explained, "No, I didn't, honey..." Dad lifted my shirt to look, and sure enough, there was a bright red mark. His face changed instantly. My stepmother couldn't explain herself and broke out in a cold sweat. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry. Auntie was too rough just now." I sneered internally. Did she secretly pinch me any less in my past life? Dad suppressed his anger, his eyes filled with complex emotions as he carried me away. That night, my stepmother slipped into my room and stuffed a card into my hand. "Sweetheart, your dad and I are going on our honeymoon. Auntie heard you've wanted to go traveling for a long time, haven't you? Auntie is giving you this card. When we leave, you can secretly go wherever you want." Trying to get rid of me already? Because of my weak health, Dad never allowed me to travel alone, nor did he allow me to have money for travel. In my past life, I listened to her and secretly went traveling alone, only to end up nearly dying of a high fever on the road. This time, I still took her card and obediently said, "Thank you, Auntie." The next day, I brought it up at the dinner table. "Dad, I want to go traveling by myself." Both of their faces changed. "What travel? Try mentioning it again!" Dad's face turned red with anger. I retorted, "I want to go! Auntie gave me the money, why should you control me!" Dad immediately lost his temper at Bella. "Bella, are you out of your mind?! Didn't I tell you about her health condition? Are you trying to kill her?!" "Honey, I was just afraid Sweetheart would be bored home alone." She cried as she spoke, looking aggrieved and weak. Dad always fell for this. His anger subsided. "Dad, just let me go. You and Auntie are going on your honeymoon, and I'll be really bored home alone," I acted coquettishly, pulling Dad's hand. "Besides, I've prepared all my medicine, nothing will happen." At the mention of my fragile health, Dad got angry again. "Nobody's going!" he said to Bella. "What honeymoon?! Cancel it all!" My stepmother's face was as black as coal. Even though she was a national sweetheart, marrying my dad was still considered climbing the social ladder. This marriage was too high-profile. When the news spread that Dad didn't even take her on a honeymoon, everyone speculated whether Dad really loved her. She was eager to show that her relationship with us was good, so she insisted on taking intimate photos with me. At first, I cooperated with her, but later she got the idea of live streaming, thinking it would better reflect the mother-daughter interaction and establish her image. That night of the live stream, she hugged me intimately, calling me Sweetheart, and wanted to rub cheeks with me. I "accidentally" bumped my head against her face, knocking her nose crooked. I was so scared I quickly covered her crooked fake nose— "I'm sorry, Mom! I'll put your nose back for you!" Chapter 2 I held back my laughter and reached out to adjust her nose. She was so scared that she immediately turned off the live stream. After all, the national sweetheart debuted as the "bare-faced goddess," known for never getting plastic surgery and rarely wearing makeup. How could that be? In my past life, she spent millions of my dad's money every month just to maintain her face. Now she'll have her hands full. Bella hated me to the core, but she was busy with PR for the next half month. It wasn't until my dad helped her calm the public opinion that her reputation didn't completely collapse. Knowing this made me feel uncomfortable again, because my dad was willing to help her calm the public opinion, but in my past life, I was killed by public opinion! Maybe, even my dad didn't believe me about that incident. As expected, two years later, Bella suggested to my dad that I should be sent into the entertainment industry. "Honey, Sweetheart isn't cut out for studying anyway, and she's always wanted to be a big star. Why don't we arrange some resources for her and send her to act?" In my past life, I really did want to be a big star, so I adored my stepmother and begged her to take me into the entertainment industry. At that time, I was about to take the college entrance exam, but disregarding my dad's objections, I threatened suicide to go film a movie. Unexpectedly, the famous director my stepmother introduced me to often sexually harassed me in private. Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and beat him up. Who knew he would intentionally film it and post it online? He and my stepmother played good cop, bad cop online, implying that I framed him. I was crushed by public opinion, like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouting to beat me. My dad was disheartened with me at the time. Although he withdrew the public opinion, he couldn't control the rumors in school. Under the pressure of public opinion, I lived a life worse than death every day, with no mood to review for exams. Eventually, unsurprisingly, I failed to get into university and was completely abandoned by my dad. The last straw that pushed me to jump into the river was the news of my stepmother's pregnancy. She hugged my dad and smiled sweetly. "Sweetheart, you're going to have a younger brother." At that time, I felt like I had been struck by lightning, as if I were outside of this family. This was the last straw that broke the camel's back. I never thought my dad would have other children. He clearly promised me that he would only love me as his daughter... That night, I jumped from the Zhangjiang Bridge and died in the icy cold river water. Chapter 3 Now, in this life, my stepmother proposes again to pull me into the entertainment industry. "Bella, why are you talking to the child about this now? She's taking the college entrance exam next year. Do you want to distract her?" My dad was unhappy as soon as he heard it. "I'm just planning for Ice. Besides, Ice has always begged me to take her into the entertainment industry. With our family's strength, can't we make her famous?" Seeing that my dad was about to get angry, I immediately cut in, "Yes! I just want to be a big star! Auntie told me that being a big star allows you to know many people and make a lot of money. Given our family's situation, why take the college entrance exam!" "What good people are there in the entertainment industry for you to know!" My dad's words slapped my stepmother hard in the face. Seeing her face turn bad, he realized he had also scolded her. "Bella, do you really mean well for her?" My dad finally sensed something this time and became suspicious of my stepmother. "Honey! How can you think of me like that! I'm just doing it for her own good, to help her fulfill her dream! Boohoo..." This time, my stepmother's pitiful crying did not arouse my dad's sympathy. I innocently pulled my dad's sleeve from the side and persuaded, "Dad, don't quarrel with Auntie. I'll study hard from now on." My dad was distressed and angry. "You speak for her. I think she has many schemes!" A rift of suspicion arose between my dad and stepmother, and I was happy to see it succeed, watching my stepmother pretend to be pitiful while studying hard. Because I had fallen behind too much, later I even took the initiative to suggest to my dad to hire a tutor to come to the house specifically at night. My stepmother was afraid I would get into a good university. Because my dad said that as long as I got into a prestigious university, he would hand over the company to me in the future. Her stomach hasn't moved yet, how can she be willing!? So she often ordered people to bring in food during tutoring sessions. It was all ice cream, milk tea, potato chips, cakes, and other things kids like to eat to distract me. I ate them all, but I was never distracted by these little things. Later one day, my dad found out I didn't go to class and pulled me out of bed. "Sweetheart! Why are you sleeping in again?! Don't you have school today?" I clutched my stomach, sweating profusely. "Dad, my head is dizzy, my stomach hurts so much." My dad immediately became worried. "What's wrong? Dad will call the doctor to see you right away!" The doctor examined me and said I had eaten something bad, causing gastroenteritis and a slight fever. My body has been weak since childhood, and my dad forbade me to eat indiscriminately. When asked, the auntie said my stepmother gave me so much junk food, and he was furious! "You ate three ice creams yesterday?" he questioned me. I nodded timidly. He was about to go settle accounts with my stepmother, but I stopped him. "Forget it, Dad. Stepmother isn't my biological mother, it's normal for her not to understand these things about me." My dad's face immediately darkened. He thought of my mother again. My mother died due to difficult childbirth, leaving me behind as soon as she gave birth. My dad wanted to give me a complete family, and he married my stepmother after hearing that she was a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry. He thought—the national sweetheart is certified by the people nationwide, how bad could she be? But now he finally felt regretful. I asked him, "Dad, if you and Auntie have children in the future, will you not want me anymore?" "Dad doesn't plan to have any more children. Don't worry, Dad will only have you as his child in this life." I instantly became suspicious—then what was the deal with the child in my stepmother's belly in my past life? Chapter 4 There were six months left until the college entrance exam. To prevent my stepmother from affecting me, my dad asked me to move back to the old mansion, and his relationship with my stepmother became increasingly strained. I thought, with their relationship like this, it was impossible for my stepmother to still get pregnant, right? As a result, the news of my stepmother's pregnancy came one month before the college entrance exam. My dad only said it was an accidental pregnancy, but since she was pregnant, and my stepmother tried her best to keep the child and wouldn't allow an abortion, my dad had to give up. When I returned home after the college entrance exam, I saw my stepmother sitting on the sofa, glancing at me with pride. "Sweetheart, you're back?" I nodded. She touched her small belly and showed off to me with a smile like in the past life, "Sweetheart, you're going to have a younger brother." In my past life, I hated this sentence the most. It was this sentence that drove me to desperation! I smiled and pressed a fruit knife against her belly, pressing her down and whispering, "Okay, as long as you dare to give birth, I will definitely treat my younger brother well." She screamed, dodging backward as if seeing a ghost. "What are you doing! Are you going to kill me!?" "Auntie, don't shout so loudly. I just wanted to peel an apple for you." I shrugged helplessly. Since then, my stepmother was terrified that I would do something to her child, wishing I would get out. I immediately suggested, "Auntie, does the thing about sending me to film before the college entrance exam still count?" My stepmother's eyes lit up. She looked at my dad's face before nodding. "You're not allowed to go," my dad objected directly. "Dad, the college entrance exam is over. Don't worry, I'll handle everything." After all, none of the people who killed me in my past life can escape! My dad initially refused to relent until the college entrance exam results came out. The phone screen displayed—623 points! I was so excited that my hands were trembling. "Dad, I got in! I finally got in!" My dad had never imagined I could score so well! As the calm and self-composed president of Yu Corporation, he was so excited that his eyes turned red, and holding me, he called my biological mother's name— "Tang Yuan, do you see this? Our Sweetheart is promising!" My heart was filled with sorrow. It took two lifetimes to get this ending. "Dad, let me do what I want to do. I won't let you down again." After persuading my dad for half a month, he finally relented. Before I left, he urged me repeatedly to be careful of anyone in the entertainment industry. Stepping onto the filming island again, director Jiang Tao walked towards me amiably, "Miss Yu, nice to meet you!" He asked me to hand over my phone, but the phone accidentally slipped into the ditch. I looked embarrassed, "What should I do, Director Jiang? If you want the phone, come pick it up yourself." Everyone on the set went silent. Jiang Tao always set up a generous and kind persona. Even after losing face, he pretended to laugh and asked someone to fish up the phone, but a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes. Sure enough, later he bullied me overtly and covertly. He wouldn't let a scene pass even after dozens of takes, and later he couldn't even help but curse at me. People on the set had rarely seen him like this, only saying that I wasn't professional enough and made Director Jiang angry. I turned a deaf ear to his reprimands and swallowed my anger. Until one night, he finally came to my room to "explain the play" to me. In my past life, when he wanted to sexually harass me, I bit off a piece of meat from his ear, while he picked inconspicuous places to hit when he attacked. I was beaten half to death by him, but the next day when I lifted my clothes to check, the marks were gone. Instead, he actually took a picture of his ear injury and posted a Weibo— "Your kid did this, you have to give me work injury money@Actor Bella(cry-laugh)" Bella is my stepmother's name, and she replied to the producer— "@Jiang Tao, sorry sorry, Ice is still young, used to messing around at home (sticking out tongue)." After this incident fermented, for a time my name was on the trending search #Who is Ice?##Yu President's only daughter plays big shot##National sweetheart marries into wealthy family and gets bullied# Netizens were certain that the incident of me hitting people was just the tip of the iceberg, and they didn't know how I bullied Bella at home. The internet's abuse of me, who had just come of age, began from this time, and even my birth date and eight characters were dug out. Will I let him get his wish in this life? Jiang Tao's face was covered with grease. Seeing that I didn't refuse, he took off my clothes as soon as he entered my room, his eyes revealing obscenity. "Come, let Uncle Jiang properly explain the play to you." "You're always not good. Today Uncle will teach you a good lesson!" I showed a frightened and panicked expression to the invisible camera connected to the live broadcast room. "Director Jiang, why are you taking off my clothes to explain the play?"
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