The first time I brought my boyfriend, a CEO of a listed company, home. My stepmother frowned with disgust. She said earnestly in front of the whole family: "Daughter, as someone who's been there, I have to warn you." "Rich people like him are most afraid of filth. Is your AIDS cured? Don't harm him!" "You had over ten abortions in the red-light district because of this disease, your uterus is rotten. What if you infect his whole family?" My boyfriend left in extreme disappointment. Distracted while driving, he died in a car crash. I went crazy and questioned my stepmother why she slandered me with such filthy lies. She said nonchalantly: "I was helping you test if it was true love. Who knew he was so petty?" Even my father echoed: "Good thing we tested him. If you really married such a stingy man, you'd be crying later!" I was furious and died of a stroke from anger. Reborn. I looked at my stepmother, who was about to open her mouth, and smiled. Since you love testing so much, let me help you test my dad. Chapter 1 The atmosphere in the private room was suffocating. The crystal chandelier was blinding. My dad, Nathan, sat at the head of the table, his face flushed with health. My stepmother, Lucinda, parted her lips, that vicious line about to come out. I slammed my chopsticks onto the table. Clack. I covered my face and started wailing without even building up emotion. "Dad! I'm so sorry!" This scream confused everyone present. "Gavin said! As long as you agree to treatment, he can help with the $500 million debt! Our family won't go bankrupt!" The flush on Nathan's face vanished instantly. "W... what $500 million? What bankruptcy?" Lucinda ignored her lobster and screeched, "Nina! What nonsense are you talking about? The company is fine!" I sniffled, pointing at Nathan's crotch, voice loud enough to lift the roof. "Dad! At a time like this, let's stop hiding it!" "Aunt Lucinda, take Dad to the hospital quickly!" "The doctor told me, it's Super Syphilis! And it's late stage!" "If he doesn't treat it, that thing will rot off! His whole body will fester, oozing pus and blood, he won't even have a whole corpse when he dies!" Crash. Lucinda's chair fell over. She sprang away three meters as if on springs. She screamed in horror, "What? Syphilis?! Late stage?!" Step-sister Tiffany was scared silly too, dropping her wine glass. She screamed along, "Mom! Didn't you say this old man was healthy? How could he have such a dirty disease!" Nathan turned purple with rage. He stood up abruptly, pointing at me, "You unfilial daughter! What nonsense! When did I..." I didn't let him finish. I pulled a prepared lab report from my bag. And stuffed it into Nathan's hand. "Dad! Look for yourself! It's the urgent report from City Hospital!" The bright red words: [Treponema pallidum antibody positive (++++), Stage 3, immediate hospitalization recommended]. Nathan looked at the paper, hands shaking like he had Parkinson's, mind blank. A man shrewd all his life, his IQ dropped to zero on matters concerning his "manhood." I turned, looking at Lucinda with teary eyes. "Aunt Lucinda, you always say true love is priceless." "You said true love must withstand testing." "You won't despise Dad for being dirty, right?" "Gavin said, as long as he gets treatment, we'll shoulder the $500 million debt! Even if we sleep on the streets and beg, as long as the family is together and Dad is alive, we are happy, right?" I spoke with deep emotion. Lucinda's face looked worse than if she ate shit. Her eyes darted around. $500 million debt? Sleep on the streets? Serve a syphilitic old man with a rotting crotch? Tiffany couldn't take it first. She jumped up yelling, "Mom! Didn't you say marrying this old geezer was for me to enjoy life? I won't sleep on the streets! I won't serve a dirty old man!" Lucinda seemed to snap out of it. She looked up, resolute. "No! Absolutely not!" "I'm carrying a son! I can't be infected!" "I came to be a rich wife, not to be poor!" "Nathan! You old immortal thing, stay away from me!" Chapter 2 Nathan's lips trembled with anger, "I didn't... I'm not..." I wanted to laugh, but held it back. I cried and added, "Aunt Lucinda, how can you say that? Dad mortgaged the house to buy luxury goods for you and Tiffany! Was it easy for him?" Hearing "mortgaged the house," Lucinda went completely mad. That was her bottom line. She planned to give birth to the son and fight me for Nathan's assets. Now not only assets are gone, but debt remains? "House gone?!" Lucinda's scream pierced eardrums. Nathan was about to say no. Gavin spoke timely. "Mr. Nathan, the mortgage contract is ready. If you don't sign, the bank will seize everything tomorrow for the $500 million gap." "Not just the house, but the watch on your wrist, the clothes on your back, all will be taken." Nathan was confused. Lucinda believed it completely. A late-stage syphilis old man, $500 million debt, no house, no car. Lucinda's face became hideous. She threw her napkin on the floor. "No house? No money? And a dirty disease?" "Why the hell should I stay with you!" "Divorce! Immediately!" "Nathan, I'm telling you now, we are divorcing!" "Tiffany, let's go!" Lucinda pulled Tiffany to leave. Nathan was thunderstruck. He never expected his obedient, gentle wife to flip so fast. "Lucinda, what are you saying? You want a divorce?" "Duh! Wait to die with you?" Lucinda spat, face twisted. "Nathan, look at yourself! No money, no health, and a dirty disease! I was blind to be with you!" At this moment, the silent Gavin spoke again. "Ms. Lucinda, I'm afraid it's not that simple." He adjusted his cuffs slowly. "According to marriage law, debts incurred during marriage are joint debts. Nathan's credit is ruined. As a spouse, you likely bear joint liability." "That $500 million, you have a share." Lucinda froze. She didn't know law, but she understood "joint liability." It meant she had to pay too! "No! Why! I won't pay! It's his debt!" Lucinda screamed. Then, her eyes rolled, and she suddenly laughed. "Hahahaha! Luckily! Luckily I'm smart!" She pointed at Nathan, chin high. "Nathan, you fool! When we had the wedding, I said I lost my ID, so we never registered the marriage!" Nathan was dumbfounded. He pampered her, gave her everything. Unexpectedly, she was waiting here. "Lucinda, you... you lied to me?" "So what? Look at your old face, do you deserve me?" Lucinda rushed up and stripped the gold watch off Nathan's wrist. "This is my compensation! I need to check if I caught your dirty disease! Bad luck! Bad fucking luck!" Nathan tried to grab it back. "Give it back! That's mine!" "Get lost!" Lucinda pushed him away. She dusted her hands in disgust, as if touching trash. "Don't touch me! My son in my belly is precious! Can you afford to hurt him?" Chapter 3 Nathan stumbled. He pointed at Lucinda's belly, trembling. "Child... that's my child!" "Your child?" Lucinda sneered. "Nathan, look at yourself. With your toothpick, can you make a baby? Pui!" She spat at Nathan's feet. "Truth be told! This isn't your seed, you rotten thing!" Nathan felt his brain buzz. "What did you say?!" Lucinda took out her phone triumphantly. "My man is a top billionaire! Ten thousand times better than you bankrupt loser! He drives a Rolls-Royce, lives in a mansion! I'll call him to pick me up now!" She dialed a number. A rough male voice answered. "Hello? Who is it?" Lucinda changed her tone instantly, voice sickeningly sweet. "Brother Dragon, it's me, Lucinda! I missed you!" "Oh, Lucinda. What's up?" "Brother Dragon, come pick me up! I'm at the Hilton, I miss you to death." Silence for two seconds. "Fine, wait. I'm nearby." Hanging up, Lucinda fixed her hair, chin high. "See? Dragon is coming! You poor ghosts, wait to kneel!" Nathan got up, eyes red. He loved saving face the most. He couldn't swallow this. He rushed into the pantry, grabbed a fruit knife, and charged out. "Lucinda! I'll kill you! You slut!" Lucinda screamed, hiding behind Tiffany. "Murder! Help! Mad dog biting!" Tiffany was scared too, pushing her mom toward the door. I was quick, blocking Nathan. "Dad! Calm down! Murder means life in prison!" Nathan struggled, strong. "Let go! I'll die with this bitch! She cheated my money, cheated my feelings! I'll cut her open to see whose bastard it is!" I whispered in his ear, "Dad, don't be impulsive. Which is more important, face or life?" Nathan paused. His knife lowered slowly, but he still stared at Lucinda. "Fine! I'll see! Who the adulterer is!" Just then, screeching brakes sounded outside. Screech— Lucinda's eyes lit up. She smoothed her mink coat, touched up her lipstick. "Hear that? That's a Rolls-Royce! Only luxury cars sound like that!" Tiffany got excited, holding her mom's arm. "Mom, is it really Brother Dragon? Am I a rich heiress now? I want Hermes, and a Ferrari!" "Buy! Buy it all! We'll live in luxury, let these poor ghosts envy us!" Lucinda glanced at me smugly. "Nina, you and your poor boyfriend kneel and kowtow three times, maybe I'll let Dragon give you some leftovers." I didn't speak, corner of my mouth lifting slightly. Gavin leaned back, playing with a lighter, watching the show. The door opened. Lucinda welcomed him excitedly, face full of smiles. "Brother Dragon! You're finally here! I..." A stench flooded in. Lucinda's smile froze. Chapter 4 Three homeless men in rags stood there. The leader, an old man in his sixties, smiled revealing yellow teeth. "Lucinda!" He threw down his woven bag, arms open, rushing forward. "Oh my sweet heart! You said you carried my baby and would take me to a villa. When? Can you buy me a roast chicken tonight?" Lucinda rolled her eyes at the stench. She backed away, pushing him. "Get away! Who are you! I don't know you! I called Brother Dragon! Where is he?!" The old man grinned, pointing at his nose. "I am Dragon! Big Tony! The one under the bridge! Lucinda, you forgot? That night under the bridge, you called me Brother Dragon so affectionately!" Lucinda froze. Flashes of memory. She fought with Nathan, went out drinking, got drunk, and ended up under the bridge... She thought it was a nightmare. Turns out it was real. I sneered, interjecting timely. "Aunt Lucinda, the 'Dragon' in your phone isn't Big Tony who collects scrap under the bridge? You really eat anything, even got pregnant." I investigated this long ago. Lucinda's private life was chaotic. I just helped invite her old lovers. The other two homeless men surrounded her too. One lame, one one-eyed. The lame one slammed his bowl on the table. "Lucinda, don't be biased! That night under the bridge, we queued up! Who knows whose kid it is!" The one-eyed man joined in, reaching for her belly. "Yeah! I contributed too! If it's mine, I'll raise him picking trash!" Three dirty hands reached for Lucinda. Lucinda was terrified, slapping their hands away. "Get out! All of you! Don't touch me! I don't know you! You beggars!" Tiffany was dumbfounded. Her proud sugar daddy turned out to be this? "Mom... this... what's going on? Where's my rich dad?" Nathan stood aside, watching this absurd scene. His face changed colors, feeling heavy on his head. He thought he married a trophy wife, didn't expect her to be so loose. Pfft... Hearing the filth, imagining the scene, Nathan spat blood. "Lucinda! You... you are shameless!" He rushed into the pantry, grabbed a bigger cleaver, and charged out. This time, no one stopped him. "I'll kill you bastards! I'll fight you to death!" Nathan waved the cleaver, charging at Lucinda. Lucinda ran for her life, screaming. "Murder! Help!" She ran around the table, chased by three homeless men, then Nathan with a cleaver. "Don't chop me! I just came to claim my son!" "Lucinda run! This old man is crazy!" Lucinda lost a heel, hair messy, pathetic. Running and looking back, she bumped into a figure entering the door. She looked up and hugged his leg. "Dragon! Save me! My real Dragon is here!" Tiffany hid in the corner, seeing this, got anxious. She pointed at the man, screaming at Lucinda. "Mom! What are you doing? That's my Top Donor?! You seduced my Sugar Daddy?! Have you no shame!"
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