The vicious female supporting role is also living on sand sculptures today

When Su Xiaoxiao was in her first life, she thought about accepting it.

Accept your fate.

From the time she was involved in the circle of nobles and entered the eyes of those noble families, her life has completely changed.

She was ridiculed and looked down upon by many people, so she studied hard, hoping to change her own destiny.

But it is a pity that fate has long been arranged.

No matter how much effort she makes, how much she learns, even if she is better than the hero and everyone around her, it is useless.

Because she is a woman.

A woman who has no rights or status, but is loved by a person with power and status.

The other party is handsome, and all kinds of resumes are amazing.

But after really getting in touch with Fu Yunjing and becoming his secretary, Su Xiaoxiao doubted Fu Yunjing's ability countless times.

But under the control of the plot, she is always doubting herself, questioning her inferiority complex, unable to hold her head up, no matter how good she is, she doesn't seem to be able to show herself confidently and ostentatiously, she seems to be a man appendages.

She did like Fu Yunjing once, but what she liked more was the false love that was produced under the words of everyone and the hint of the plot.

Yes, how excellent he is, he is good-looking, in good shape, with outstanding ability and good background.

It is hard to find such a man among men in the whole world.

He still likes her so crazily.

But if he likes her, should she be with him?

She thought about resisting, but it turned out that all of this was just an arrangement of "fate".

Because the plot wants to make her a wife-chasing crematorium, which readers love to see.

No one has asked her what she really thinks, and no one will care.

She is engulfed by the endless torrent of plot, step by step towards the established ending.

Cinderella married love, married into a wealthy family.

Those stumbling blocks in their love, whether it be the vicious female partner or passers-by, all disappeared. People all over the world are blessing them, and their love for them is earth-shattering.

This earth-shattering love is indeed shocking enough, after all eighteen atomic bombs were dropped.

She had her wings cut off, put into a delicate golden cage, and carefully adjusted to the appearance the other party wanted.

She put on gorgeous clothes and gorgeous jewelry, and sat on a high throne.

That man that the whole world envied, that king of the whole world just knelt in front of her on one knee, kissing her hand.

How touching, how enviable.

Look, even such a man is willing to pet her and love her so humblely.

No one knew that the thorns on the throne pierced deeply into her skin and into her bones and blood, causing her extreme pain.

No one knew that such a gorgeous and exquisite palace was just a cage.

Maybe some people know, maybe many people know, but they are also desperately trying to get in.

Because that means prosperity and wealth, no worries about food and clothing.

Why not eat minced meat.

But she was born poor, she knew.

It is because she knows, and she is also very clear that she can change her life and destiny by doing a career with her own efforts, and she may not be able to do this if she has everything and these conditions of having no worries about food and clothing. The ultimate achievement, but definitely more than most!

But no one will care.

No one will care about her achievements.

"Oh, isn't it good for you to be your rich wife with peace of mind? Why do you have to go out and work hard!"

"Tsk tsk, the wife of a rich family comes out to experience life, which is different from those of us who are struggling in life."

Yes, she couldn't refute, because when she refuted, she knew very well that many of the things she possessed now were the dreams of many people, and she couldn't get them in her whole life.

So she fell into the endless abyss.

So she lit a fire.

What kind of shit love?

What happy ending?

If it wasn't what she wanted, it wouldn't be happy at all.

She can't even be herself, what else can she have?

Fu Yunjing and the two children were choked to death in their sleep.

Su Xiaoxiao poured oil on herself.

She was alive and burned.

The flames burned her skin, but she laughed heartily, and then she was choked by the thick smoke until she coughed and shed tears.

She doesn't have the right to choose everything, so she only has the right to choose death.

If she can do it all over again, she hopes to change her fate.

She doesn't want to be Cinderella, and she doesn't want to marry into a wealthy family.

She would rather be an ordinary person.

The world is turning upside down and everything is going backwards.

Going around and going around, reincarnated for nine generations.

Her fate finally changed in her last life.

Su Xiaoxiao admired Ji Qiuge very much.

There was a different energy about her.

Facing the same thing, they think in different directions.

Perhaps it was because of this that Ji Qiuge was able to succeed.

She is grateful to her from the bottom of her heart.

It's a pity that Ji Qiuge doesn't need anything, she can only silently bless her behind her back.

Su Xiaoxiao woke up from the bed, thought about the dream of her past life she had last night, and lit a lady's cigarette.

The handsome young man behind him sat up.

"Why did you suddenly smoke? Are you in a bad mood?"

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at him and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Let's break up."

The man's face changed slightly.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled helplessly.

"No, I just feel that my behavior is no different from some people."

At the beginning, she thought about getting pregnant and leaving her father to keep her son.

But thinking about it now, it's really unnecessary. If you really want it, you can do it manually.

But the premise is also that she has thought about how to educate her children, how to be a mother, especially how to take on her responsibilities without a father.

It's not just because what's past in the previous life has passed.

Obsessions must always be let go, otherwise there will still be pain.

And people have to love and respect themselves first.

Then of course respect others.

"Break up, you should find someone who really likes you, and so do I."

It doesn't matter if you can't find it, just live well and be responsible for yourself.

The man looked at Su Xiaoxiao.

He nodded.

"I understand."

He pursed his lips.

"But I really like you."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him in surprise, the other's face was full of sincerity.

He also looked different from his usual cautiousness.

Of course, maybe it's usually a disguise to please her.

"I know that your character doesn't like to be disturbed. I will pursue you while doing this, okay?"

Su Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, then extinguished the cigarette.

"As you like."

So the people around her chased her for a long time, and when Su Xiaoxiao finally got a little moved, she gave up when she was thinking about it.

About three years or so.

Su Xiaoxiao was not surprised.

She mainly focuses on her career, and she also does charity, especially some charities related to women.

Whether it is schooling for girls in remote areas, funding for women's entrepreneurship, medical treatment for women, and childbearing subsidies for women.

She has spent her life improving the status of women.

She gives a chance to those girls in patriarchal areas who can wake up and are willing to change their destiny. She can provide them with learning opportunities.

She pays attention to a lot, so she is busy and busy all her life.

She ultimately did not choose what children to have, but she adopted two daughters.

They all have different degrees of congenital diseases, so they were abandoned by their families.

The two daughters are not outstanding, but they work hard.

Until the end of her life, someone asked Su Xiaoxiao, would she have any regrets if she never fell in love, married and had children?

Su Xiaoxiao thought it was very funny, what is there to regret?

Her life, she felt wonderful.

She felt that this was a heroine.