When my stepfather found out that I had a billion-dollar piece of land, he incited my mother to force me to sell it so that his son could get money to get married.

Fortunately, my half-brother is very honest, so he took it upon himself to solve this dilemma.

When I was 2 years old, my parents separated and went their separate ways. When I was 6 years old, my mother remarried someone else and gave birth to a chubby little brother.

Life was constantly changing, forcing me to learn to adapt. Both parents had their own happiness, I lived with my mother but had to do almost everything by myself. Luckily, I was born with a strong personality, even though I was not cared for, I was still carefree and didn't think much about it.

Luckily, my half-brother loved me very much. When he was little, he was attached to me like glue. I carried him more than my mother did. If anyone bullied him, I would rush in to deal with them. If anyone spoke badly of me, my younger brother would argue with me to defend his older sister.

Lam grew up to be more and more handsome, he was two heads taller than me. He called me Dwarf, and even dared to pat my head whenever he wanted to tease me about my height. When I was little, I could beat him, but now I can hardly raise my hand to touch his face. He often teased me but also loved his sister very much, anything delicious or beautiful he hid from me, afraid that his uncle would

While my sister and I had a normal relationship, my uncle was the one who wanted to separate us. He didn't like me, always telling his daughter that when she grew up, she should get married and move somewhere else, and leave the house to her son to take care of. He meant that Lam deserved all the property, and I was useless and useless.

My stepfather didn't want his son to be close to his wife's stepdaughter, but the more he talked about it, the more we ignored him. Simply because both my sister and I were adults, we were sober enough to think and choose. Even Lam knew that his father was difficult to like, but every time my stepfather said something bad about me, he winked and told me to just ignore him to get it over with, because he never agreed with what my stepfather said.

Even without my uncle separating us, my sister and I gradually kept our distance as we grew up. Simply because we were of the opposite sex, and we started having our own relationships and secrets. We gave each other our own private space and changed all our childhood habits.

When I was about to get married, Lam also had a girlfriend. He often confided in me for advice on love affairs, and many times I even helped him buy flowers and gifts for his girlfriend. On the day of my engagement, Lam secretly gave me a tiny box and said that I could only open it when I got to my husband's house.

Inside were 3 taels of gold, which she had saved up for a long time from working part-time to buy. Along with it was a message she sent at midnight, telling her that whenever she was sad or bullied, she had to tell him, and he would get justice for her.

It's only half my blood, but why is it so emotional, it makes me cry nonstop.

About 2 years after we got married, my husband and I secretly bought a piece of land as a backup asset. The day we finished the land purchase procedure, I invited Lam to dinner. He congratulated me happily and urged me to have a baby soon for him to hold. I told Lam to keep the fact that she bought the land a secret, because if it was revealed, something bad would happen.

We have been together since childhood so I understand Lam's personality very well. He never gossips about his sister. It's just that I'm extremely unlucky. Lam didn't reveal my secret but my mother and stepfather still found out about that piece of land, and when they knew it was worth over 1 billion, they lit up and started arguing with me right away.

The land I bought belongs to the younger brother of the tea seller, who often sits at the entrance of my husband's house. Last month, my husband's family had a death anniversary so they invited their in-laws over for dinner. My uncle was sitting at a tea shop and heard the owner reveal that I bought the land from her younger brother. He immediately looked for me to verify, then he sat and whispered to my mother for a long time.

The next day, my mother sent me a rather long message. After reading it, I just stared in surprise, not understanding how my mother could make such an unreasonable request. The main content of the message was that she wanted me to sell that piece of land to give my younger brother money to get married. Lam was 25 years old, he hadn't asked to marry anyone yet, but his mother and stepfather wanted to prepare for him.

I laughed and cried as I took a picture of the message with all the spelling mistakes and sent it to Lam. After reading it, he just responded with a sigh icon, telling me to leave it there so he could deal with it. Both my sister and I knew that the message was sent by my uncle using my mother's phone. My mother would never ask her daughter to do such a perverse thing! She may not care for me as much as other mothers, but she still loves me and treats me well.

The only person who wanted to take advantage of me was my uncle. He had been prejudiced against me for many years, and since he moved in with my mother, he had taken away countless things. My grandparents' house now had his name on the land title, and my mother's hard-earned money provided for him in terms of food, clothing, and other necessities. He did almost nothing, just stayed home to raise birds and listen to other people's gossip.

People around me laughed at my uncle for being a parasite, but my mother still blindly lived with him for many years. The only thing he was good at was not being rude to my mother, otherwise he was useless. Lam was also embarrassed by his father many times. I loved him so I didn't bother to pick on my uncle when he caused trouble. But this time he crossed the line.

I guess he urged my mother to advise her daughter to sell the land, but she was hesitant and indecisive, so my uncle took her phone and texted me himself. Before, I had always turned a blind eye because I thought that people in the same family did not need to fight each other, but now I could not let my uncle take advantage of me any longer. Lam said that he had told my uncle not to bother me anymore, but I guessed that my uncle would go around making up stories about my sister treating her half-brother badly...

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