Xu Xiaoya was cleaning the house, wiping tables, while the mistress had her legs propped on the coffee table, arrogantly eating sunflower seeds. Xu Xiaoya, unable to bear it any longer, started to fight with her. However, she ended up being brutally beaten by Zhong Minghui, who then kicked her out of the house in the middle of the night. With nowhere to turn, she took poison to commit suicide the next day... "Xixi, I’m done for. I have nothing left... What’s the point of living anymore?" Yan Xixi looked at her mournful eyes, which were utterly devoid of life. "I thought I treated him so well, expecting nothing in return, but I never imagined he’d be such a ruthless beast to me. He has another woman! When I confronted him, he actually called me a whore! He said he could never marry me and that he was going to marry that other woman..." "I asked him to repay the money I gave him for the house, but he refused. Xixi, he wouldn’t return a single cent! He even insulted me, saying my money was dirty and ill-gotten, and claiming he was enacting justice by keeping it!" They didn’t have a marriage certificate; they weren’t even legally a couple. The hundreds of thousands she had given him—there was no way to even claim it back. "Xixi, I have no hope left. I’m done for... I just can’t understand why, after I poured my heart and soul out to him, he would treat me ." In this world, being kind to someone doesn’t guarantee that they will reciprocate. "And then there are my parents. Initially, when they wanted me to bring money home to renovate the house, they promised the four-story building would be split evenly between my brother and me. However, as soon as my brother got married, his wife started a fuss. She insisted that my parents transfer all their property and savings accounts entirely into my brother’s name. It turns out they had an additional 500,000 yuan in savings, all of which I had given them years ago. When it was time to renovate the house, I asked them about funds. They told me the family didn’t have a penny and were waiting for me to bring more money back. They even made me pay for all the betrothal gifts for my brother’s engagement. I foolishly gave them every cent I had. I never imagined they would treat me ... They left me with nothing..." Her face was etched with sorrow. "Xixi, I just don’t understand. I’ve always given selflessly, so why are my lover and my family so cruel and vicious?" Yan Xixi could not answer. Does long-term, unconditional support only cultivate greed and cruelty in loved ones? ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel※fire.net It’s like that old joke: A man gave a beggar in the park ten yuan every day. Then one day, he only gave the beggar one yuan. The beggar questioned him, demanding to know why he gave less. The man explained he had recently married and couldn’t afford to give more. The beggar flew into a rage, slapped him hard, and yelled, "How dare you let your wife spend my money!?" Meanwhile, Xu Xiaoya’s parents returned, having bought some fruit, milk, and hot steamed buns. Her father held up a printed medical bill, his voice sharp and piercing, "Why is it so expensive? Twenty thousand yuan in just two days? Good heavens, is this highway robbery?" Xu Xiaoya’s mother was also extremely anxious. "Quick, call Zhong Minghui! He has to pay these medical expenses. Xiaoya tried to kill herself because of him; there’s no way we’re paying this..." "Xiaoya, you foolish child, why did you try to kill yourself? Look, these medical bills are so expensive! Sigh, what are we going to do?" Yan Xixi said gently, "Please don’t worry, you two. I’ve already paid the medical bills. Just let Xiaoya rest quietly and recover for a few days." The elderly couple looked at each other, taken aback. Then, in an instant, Xu Xiaoya’s mother’s face lit up with a smile. "Xixi, how could we possibly accept this? You truly are our Xiaoya’s best friend, her dearest confidante! Thank you, thank you so much..." Yan Xixi couldn’t bear it any longer. She offered a few perfunctory words and then took her leave.