You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The harsh howls echoed in the dark corners beneath the overpass.

It was instantly swallowed up by the roar of the heavy truck engine.

The flying dust and car exhaust mixed together and splattered against their gaunt faces.

Lin Qinghan leaned against the moss-covered bridge pier.

The blue cleaning uniform was so dirty that its original color was no longer visible.

The spasms in her stomach drained all her strength.

She watched blankly as her father rolled around on the oil-stained cement floor.

They didn't even have the strength to crawl over and help them up.

hungry.

I was so hungry that my stomach felt like it was sticking to my back, and my internal organs felt like they were tearing each other apart.

For four whole days, the family of three hadn't seen a single grain of rice.

Even the stale swill buckets in the urban villages are guarded by people who prevent them from touching them.

This is Chen Yuan's method.

Without shedding a drop of blood, they can make them wish they were dead.

"Let's go...to the city center..."

Lin Qinghan's dry, chapped lips parted slightly, uttering a few broken syllables.

"There are too many people in the city center... so I pick up leftover food that people don't want..."

Lin Jianguo, clutching his festering, foul-smelling severed hand, stumbled to his feet.

The family, like three soulless zombies, moved along the edge of the overpass toward the bustling area.

Meanwhile, at the most bustling CBD intersection in Jianghai City.

It was lunchtime, and a large number of smartly dressed white-collar workers poured into the office building.

Lin Zixuan huddled next to a convenience store on the street corner.

He was detained for a few days for attempted theft and has just been released.

That once-proud limited-edition streetwear outfit is now tainted with the sour smell of the detention center.

He was so hungry his eyes were practically glowing green, and he kept swallowing hard as he stared at the freshly steamed meat buns on the roadside stall.

But he didn't dare to rob it; he was so hungry he didn't even have the strength to run.

Just then.

A food delivery worker in a yellow uniform hurriedly parked his electric scooter on the side of the road.

A plastic bag was hanging on the handlebars, containing a freshly packed bowl of Longjiang braised pork trotters rice.

The deliveryman didn't even take out the car keys; he grabbed another delivery and rushed into the office building next door.

Lin Zixuan's gaze was fixed on the plastic bag on the handlebars.

The rich aroma of braised meat wafted over on the hot wind, like a barbed hook.

It held his reason firmly in check.

He swallowed hard and looked around.

He stealthily moved to the side of the electric scooter.

He not only wanted the braised pork knuckle rice, but also the keys that were still in the car.

Evil arises from the heart.

All you need to do is ride this electric scooter away and sell it on the secondhand market.

A few hundred yuan is enough for him to enjoy himself at an internet cafe for several days.

Feeling guilty, Lin Zixuan climbed onto the electric scooter, his hand just touching the handlebars.

"Stop thief! Someone's stealing a car!"

A powerful roar exploded from behind.

The deliveryman, having just finished delivering the food, ran out of the office building and immediately spotted Lin Zixuan's actions.

The deliveryman rushed up in one stride.

A thick arm grabbed Lin Zixuan by the collar.

"Damn it! I work so hard delivering food, and you dare to threaten my livelihood!"

Lin Zixuan was already so hungry that his legs were weak, and he was no match for the delivery guy who climbed the stairs every day.

The car and its occupants were overturned and thrown to the ground.

The plastic bag ripped, and the entire bowl of braised pork trotters and rice landed on his face.

The greasy braising sauce mixed with large pieces of pig's feet blurred his vision.

"You dare hit me! Do you know who I am?! My sister is Lin Qinghan!"

Lin Zixuan was still being stubborn, trying to intimidate people by bringing up his past reputation in Jianghai City.

These words directly stirred up a hornet's nest.

Upon hearing the name, the surrounding onlookers all gathered around.

"Lin Qinghan? Is that the stupid woman who treated President Chen like a dog and ended up going bankrupt?"

"This kid is the vampire brother of the one who took Mr. Chen's money to pretend to be rich at bars!"

"Pah! A whole family of ingrates, they still have the nerve to mention Lin Qinghan!"

Upon hearing this, the delivery driver became even less polite.

He stepped on Lin Zixuan's chest.

The fists, as big as sandbags, rained down on his face, which was covered in braising sauce.

boom! boom! boom!

"Serves you right for stealing cars! Serves you right for pretending to be rich!"

Lin Zixuan was beaten black and blue, letting out a bloodcurdling scream.

He rolled around on the asphalt road, holding his head in his hands.

People around immediately pulled out their phones and started recording the comical scene.

The sound of flashes and shutters filled the air.

After half an hour.

Lin Qinghan dragged her heavy legs and finally made it to the crossroads in the CBD.

She looked up, wanting to see if there was a half-empty bottle of water that someone had thrown away in the trash can across the street.

However, one's gaze is involuntarily drawn to the huge LED screen above the intersection.

On the screen, the news that topped the local trending list is playing.

In the video, there's a man whose face is covered in grease and who is writhing on the ground like a maggot.

It was her younger brother, Lin Zixuan, whom she had doted on since childhood.

"Stop hitting me... I just want some braised pork knuckle rice..."

In the video, Lin Zixuan was crying with tears and snot streaming down her face.

That utterly undignified, pleading face was magnified by high-definition cameras to every corner of the city.

The loudspeakers in the square played this shameful statement on a loop.

The white-collar workers waiting at the traffic light pointed at the screen and laughed so hard they almost fell over.

"Weren't you so arrogant before? Driving sports cars and speeding around town, now you're stealing electric scooters for a bowl of braised pork trotters?"

"Without that butler named Chen Yuan to protect them, the Lin family is a joke."

Lin Qinghan stood frozen in place.

The smelly cleaning uniform was stuck to my back.

She stared blankly at the screen showing her younger brother's horrific state, with his head bleeding profusely.

humiliation.

A sense of humiliation like being stripped naked and thrown out on the street for all to see.

It completely engulfed her like a tsunami.

She was once a high-society socialite in Jianghai City, frequenting the most prestigious and high-society circles.

Now, her own brother is being ridiculed and mocked by the entire city for stealing a takeout order.

This is a million times worse than killing her.

A sudden, sharp pain shot through my stomach, and acid rushed down my throat.

She swayed and collapsed onto the scorching hot stone pavement.

Ten fingers covered in black mud gripped the ground tightly.

Several passersby noticed the woman in tattered overalls.

Someone recognized her gaunt face.

"Hey, look, isn't that Lin Qinghan from the video?"

"It really is her! How did she end up looking like this, like a beggar begging for food?"

The mocking laughter was like a barbed whip, lashing her eardrums again and again.

Lin Qinghan wished she could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

She buried her head in her knees, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

A passerby pointed at Lin Zixuan's face on the screen and laughed loudly, spitting a glob of phlegm at Lin Qinghan's feet: "Is this the once high and mighty Lin family? Now they're not even as good as beggars!"