I don't just want to die now. Do I want to kill him?

When she worked hard for so long, returned to the whole city and Yang Xiuying, she refused. All expectations and hopes turned into disappointments.

The son of the village chief, Yang Hanqiang, looked at my loveless face. Instead, he was stunned. Finally, he scolded, "Grass, think it's great to go to a famous university? Didn't you graduate and work for others? What does Lao Tzu care about with you poor devil?

"Occupying the villagers'orchards and embezzling other people's poverty alleviation funds is the way to make a fortune for your family?" I said coldly.

"Grass, Laozi will...