He's right.

I'm not the kind of person who would live or die for love.

Besides, I don't love him.

I hate him.

He's a scumbag who deserves to die.

He killed my brother and got away with it.

He even drove our whole family to a dead end.

Seven years ago, he took a liking to a woman.

She was my brother's girlfriend, and they were deeply in love. My brother had already proposed to her.

They could have been happy together, planning to get married right after graduation.

But at that time, Jiang Xiyuan became interested in my sister-in-law.

When he found out she had a boyfriend, he chose to solve it with money.

Maybe he had solved many situations with money before.

But my brother refused to break up with his girlfriend.

He fought back against Jiang Xiyuan's rich friends who sent people to disrupt my sister-in-law's breakfast shop.

My brother couldn't stand it and fought them.

They called the police and my brother ended up in prison.

My sister-in-law found out about it and went to beg them, but they demanded that she undress in public.

Jiang Xiyuan slapped her and laughed, saying, "What's with your fake high-mindedness? Now you have to undress, right?"

Many people in the bar were excited, and those who had been drinking were reveling.

When I found my sister-in-law, she looked numb.

She looked at me and said only one sentence, "They promised to release your brother."

That night, my sister-in-law took herbicide and killed herself, and there was no way to save her.

When my brother came out, he didn't even have a chance to see my sister-in-law one last time.

She left him with a message, asking him to live well and not seek revenge.

Those people were not people he could provoke.

How could my brother listen?

He spoke to the media about the injustice he had suffered.

But they were prepared and had the naked photos of my sister-in-law from that night at the bar. They even said she was a prostitute.

They were just taking care of her business, which my brother found out about.

My brother just wanted to blackmail them for money, but they refused to give in.

There were rumors all over the school, but at that time, social media wasn't as developed as it is now.

With their wealth, they exposed the whole incident in various newspapers.

Our family became the ones who were trying to extort money, and everyone pointed fingers at us.

My brother went from being a prestigious university student to a blackmailer.

He wanted to die together with those people.

He drove his car, wanting to crash into Jiang Xiyuan, but unfortunately, he didn't die, only got injured.

And my brother's car was instantly destroyed, and there was nothing left of his body.

When he woke up, he pretended to be magnanimous in front of the media, saying that since my brother was dead, he wouldn't pursue it anymore.

Afterwards, our whole family moved away due to the impact of this incident.

But my parents couldn't take the blow and died within half a year.

That day, I watched Jiang Xiyuan being interviewed by the media, saying that he was an outstanding young man who had contributed so much to the city.

I hated him so much.

Why is a person who caused so many deaths still hypocritically praised by the world?

I sold the house my parents left me and investigated his affairs.

I went to the hospital and changed my entire face without anesthesia.

I wanted to always remember the pain of skinning and deboning myself.

I changed my name, identity, and returned to the city.

From the moment we met, I planned for him to see that I was different from the materialistic women he had known before.

I wanted him to actively pursue me and know that only what is hard-won is cherished.

I played a game of cat and mouse with him.

Until he almost losteverything.

He had fallen deeply in love with me, and I had gained his trust.

But I couldn't let him off the hook so easily.

I wanted him to experience the same pain and despair that he had caused my family.

So, I revealed my true identity to him.

I told him everything about my brother, my sister-in-law, and the pain they had endured because of him.

I wanted him to understand the consequences of his actions.

He begged for forgiveness, but I was relentless.

There was no forgiveness in my heart.

Instead, I orchestrated a plan to make him suffer.

I made sure he lost everything he cared about.

His wealth, his reputation, and his social standing were all destroyed.

I wanted him to experience the same humiliation and shame that my sister-in-law had endured.

I watched as he fell into despair, just like my brother did.

And when he was at his lowest point, I confronted him one last time.

I wanted him to see the face of the person who had orchestrated his downfall.

But this time, I didn't want to kill him.

That would be too easy.

I wanted him to live with the guilt and remorse for the rest of his life.

I wanted him to suffer every single day, just like my family did.

So, I left him there, broken and defeated.

And I walked away, knowing that justice had been served.

Love and forgiveness were never options for me.

All I wanted was revenge.

And I got it.

But even after all these years, the pain and anger still haunt me.

I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to let go.

But one thing is for certain, I will never forget.