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She was silent for a moment and sent me a message:
"I can testify for you."
"But the evidence is insufficient; we need more proof."
"Preferably a recording or video."
There was no recording, and as for the video...
I thought of the surveillance cameras at home.
Our house is a villa, with cameras in every corner.
But only my dad knows the password to the villa.
I called my dad and got the password.
When I returned home,
Cui Yongjuan was lying on the sofa with a face mask on.
Ma Zhiqiang was sitting next to her, feeding her grapes.
Both of them were startled when they saw me.
Cui Yongjuan reacted first,
smiling as she said, "Sister, why are you back?"
"Weren't you always reluctant to come home?"
"Did you hear I won the championship and are too happy?"
I walked over expressionlessly and opened the computer.
I entered the password, and the computer started running.
Cui Yongjuan's smile froze on her face,
and she suddenly stood up: "Sister, what are you trying to do?"
I stared at her: "To take back what belongs to me."
"Cui Yongjuan, your retribution is coming soon."
Cui Yongjuan's smile turned eerie:
"Sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
"I took your things."
"But those were things you didn't want."
"You threw away the toys, the horse that your mother didn't want,
you don't want them anymore, so what's wrong with giving them to me?"
"I took them back; at least they still have some use."
"Unlike you, who can't hold onto anything."
I was so angry that my whole body trembled, and I raised my hand to slap Cui Yongjuan.
Cui Yongjuan fell back onto the sofa from the hit,
covering her face as tears streamed down:
"Sister, why did you hit me again?"
"I've never fought with you over anything since we were kids,
why do you hate me so much?"
"What did I do wrong?"
Ma Zhiqiang held Cui Yongjuan in his arms,
shouting at me: "Cui Yongmei! Are you crazy!"
"You took Yongjuan's things and still want to hit her!"
"How could you become like this!"
I was so furious that I couldn't speak.
I hated Cui Yongjuan for twisting the facts.
I hated Ma Zhiqiang for his blind confidence.
But I hated myself even more.
Since childhood, Cui Yongjuan has always been favored more than me.
Her name is Cui Yongjuan, and mine is Cui Yongmei.
My dad said he named her Cui Yongjuan,
hoping she would have a smooth life and everything would go well for her.
As for me, I was named Cui Yongmei,
hoping I would live openly and generously.
But since childhood,
my dad has always said that this useless sister of hers can't compare to her younger sister.
He said I am an Unlucky Daughter.
Because of my father's words, my mom has always felt sorry for him and for this family.
She tries her best to be good to me, buying me clothes and enrolling me in extracurricular classes.
But the more she does for me, the more uncomfortable I feel inside.
I know my mom loves me, but her love feels more like compensation.
Compensation for being the Unlucky Daughter in my father's eyes,
compensation for being the daughter who cannot compare to my sister.
Later, my mom was killed by Cui Yongjuan, and I didn't get to see her one last time.
On the day of the funeral, I cried until I fainted.
My dad scolded me for being embarrassing and said I brought bad luck.
Even when my mom died, I couldn't get a word of comfort from him.
At that moment, I understood that I needed to become strong.
I wanted to seek justice for my mom.
I wanted those who harmed us, mother and daughter, to pay the price!
I wanted Cui Yongjuan to feel my pain!
But now I realize that I have always been wrong.
I shouldn't have endured; I shouldn't have backed down.
What I've longed for since childhood, Cui Yongjuan easily possesses.
The love I've yearned for since childhood is something Cui Yongjuan was born with.
She doesn't have to do anything to have everything.
She doesn't have to do anything to take away everything from me.
That's why she could easily take away Ma Zhiqiang from me.
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