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Dad's Scheme
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I won five million.
The next day, I got into a car accident. My brother and my dad cried sorrowfully. They finally managed to kill me! Now they could rightfully claim my fortune. Oh! That was in my past life; now it seems the plan is about to fall apart!
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Five million!
I won five million in the lottery! I was excited and ready to celebrate at a restaurant, but my dad started causing trouble again.
"Where do you think you're going? As soon as you have money, you start splurging. Don't you know how to save a little?" Dad shouted angrily at me.
"You just waste money when you have it. Isn't going out to eat just throwing money away? Can't you eat at home?"
"What does it matter what I eat? Why does it have to be at a restaurant?"
Dad kept on nagging, his face stubborn. I felt a bit dazed amidst his scolding. I rubbed my eyes and looked around, excitedly picking up my phone to check.
I had been reborn! I had returned to the day I won five million.
Seeing that I didn't respond, Dad grew even angrier, pointing at my nose and yelling, "What kind of attitude is this? When an elder speaks to you, is this how you respond?"
"Did all your upbringing go straight to the dog's belly?"
I ignored my father and thought back to the events of my past life. After my mother passed away, my father moved in with me, and I had been supporting him ever since. My brother had never contributed a single cent towards our living expenses.
Once I brought my father home, my misfortunes began. Every day, he would wake me up several hours early to go running before work, claiming it was for my health. As a result, I pushed myself too hard during one of those runs and ended up falling and getting hospitalized.
He also forced me to hand over my entire salary to him for safekeeping. He would only give me ten dollars a day to buy discounted vegetables, which I would then cook for us at home. Consequently, we ate the same discounted vegetables every day, and because they were not fresh, our diets became monotonous. Our immune systems weakened, and we were constantly falling ill.
One day, I won five million on a lottery ticket and planned to take my father out to celebrate at a restaurant. Little did I know that this outing would mark the end of my life.
In my previous life, my father reluctantly agreed to go to the restaurant with me, grumbling all the way there. "Isn't it the same to eat at home? Why waste money on this?" he complained. "Even if you have money now, you should save a little and take care of your brother."
He changed into an old set of clothes and wore a pair of worn-out shoes; the expensive clothes and shoes I had bought for him remained untouched. On the way there, he insisted on taking public transportation instead of riding with me or taking a taxi.
When we arrived at the restaurant, he chose to squat in a corner and eat leftovers he had brought from home. After finishing his meal, he posted a video on Social Media Platform, which he had been recording since we left the house.
To my surprise, once that video was shared, it quickly attracted a lot of attention from online users. They assumed that my father was being abused by his child, which led him to resort to eating leftovers in a restaurant. Instead of clarifying the situation, he seemed to revel in the misunderstanding and the attention it garnered.
Comments flooded in from viewers.
"This old man is so pitiful. After raising his children with such hard work, they treat him like this. It's really too much."
"In today's society, there are too many children who do not respect their elders."
"I hope this old man's children receive the punishment they deserve."
Some netizens began to dig up information about this old man online.
A neighbor had previously taken photos of my father at my house.
Now, everyone online knew about me.
Netizens started to cyberbully me.
"This woman is outrageous, abusing her own father—such disrespect!"
"Such a beautiful woman, yet her heart is so wicked."
"I hope she goes to hell."
Because of this incident, my business plummeted, and I frequently received harassment calls.
I was in despair and decided to go out to clear my mind. However, as soon as I stepped outside, I was involved in a car accident and died on the spot.
My father and brother took the opportunity to inherit my property and the money I won from the lottery.
They shamelessly moved into my home.
After being reborn, I finally understood that all of this might have been a scheme by my father and brother.
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