My parents worked hard to raise me and sold blood to support my education.

After becoming a billionaire, I didn't give them any alimony.

They sued me to the national trial.

Once my charges are established, I will be immediately executed for brain death.

They are doing this just to force me to death and seize my property.

Donate my kidney to my cousin.

When I appeared on the judgment bench, wearing a high set suit and a wristwatch on my wrist alone was enough for an ordinary person to lie flat for a lifetime.

And the plaintiff's attire contrasts sharply with mine.

My biological parents, who are only in their early 50s, are already covered in white hair.

They were wearing old sweaters that had turned white from washing, with torn release shoes on their feet, hunched over, and their skin tanned by the sun.

At first glance, it looks like a lifetime of hard work.

Their faces were already covered in deep grooves, and although tears flickered in their eyes, they still couldn't conceal their calculations.

My cousin, Lin Chengzu, was comforting them softly on the side.

He was wearing casual clothes, a white t-shirt, and his face turned even more sallow. His lips turned white, as if he was about to die of illness at any moment.

The eyes that looked at me were filled with resentment and greed.

Just by wearing it, I have already been framed on the charge of wealth and inhumanity.

For a moment, the barrage rolled wildly, and without exception, they all scolded me.

"This is the white eyed wolf whose parents sold blood to support her education, developed themselves, but didn't give her mother a penny for support?"

"Look at the clothes she's wearing, any one of them can cover a year's income for us ordinary people, but she's unwilling to spend a little money to support her biological parents. It's simply not as good as a beast!"

"Look at how her parents have grown old. What a sin! It's better to raise a piece of barbecue than to raise this daughter!"

"This kind of unfilial and disrespectful white eyed wolf should not live in this world!"

“……”

This is a world where everyone can participate in voting and trial.

If my charges are established, I will immediately execute brain death, and my inheritance, even my body, will belong to the plaintiff.

And the plaintiff, my biological parents, not only want my huge property, but also my kidney to be transplanted to my cousin, Lin Chengzu.

The judge announced the trial rules:

"The plaintiff needs to present three charges, each of which requires 90% of the jury's vote of 'not guilty' in order to be acquitted."

"Anything that either party wins or loses belongs to the winning party."

"Once the nationwide trial is determined to begin, one cannot withdraw midway, otherwise the proposer will be severely punished."

"The verdict cannot be appealed."

“……”

"Plaintiff, are you sure you want to have your own daughter Lin Fang and file a lawsuit against the public?"

My biological mother wiped away the tears she had squeezed out and cried bitterly, "My dear daughter... it's been over a decade, and my mother wants you to think so hard that your eyes will cry blind... I don't want to go to court with my dear daughter, I just want to take her home..."

Lin Chengzu immediately went over to comfort, while his biological father remained stern and scolded.

The call of the birth mother made the barrage explode again.

"Wuwu... The old man is so miserable! Lin Fang is just a beast! Look at how she has forced her biological parents!"

"It's better for my cousin to be filial..."

"Lin Fang, who has killed thousands of dollars, is truly heartless! Her biological mother cried so much that she remained indifferent. It's better to be a beast!"

“……”

Only I can see her proud lips curled up under her hypocritical tears.

As if saying, look, you can't escape from the palm of my hand.

I sneered.

After all these years, these few moves are still not boring.

I nodded to the judge to confirm.

The trial has officially begun.

The big screen behind me displays my first charge.

My parents sell blood to support my education, but I am not filial or caring for them.

Subsequently, the large screen began playing the video.

In the video, the biological father and mother are wearing washed sweatshirts and worn-out release shoes, eating pickled vegetables with porridge on the construction site.

A phone call rang and my biological father happily answered it.

"Buy the latest mobile phone? How much does it cost? It's okay, it's okay. If someone else has it, my baby must also have it. Wait a minute, I'll give you the money no later than tomorrow..."

He hung up the phone and said to his birth mother, "If the child wants to buy a new phone, other classmates have it. If he doesn't buy it, he will be ridiculed and excluded."

My birth mother gritted her teeth and said, "Buy it, definitely buy it, but our wages won't be received until next month, and the foreman won't provide any advance payment..."

My biological father was smoking a dry cigarette and said, "If it doesn't work, let's go to two more hospitals and a mobile blood donation vehicle..."

Screen conversion.

My birth mother was wearing tattered clothes, her hair was pale, her body was hunched, and her liberation shoes on her feet were all torn.

She carried a tattered woven bag on her back, looking left and right, appearing out of place in front of tall buildings.

She pinched her clothes by the corner, facing the bright sun, and carefully looked at the entrance of a magnificent office building for a long time, only to be chased by the security guard at the entrance time and time again.

Finally, I was dressed in an expensive high-end suit, carrying a luxury brand bag, and walking out in high heels.

She saw me and immediately broke through the obstruction of the security guard, rushing in front of me. Her hand, covered in thick calluses, grabbed my well maintained white and tender hand.

"Fang'er! I am Mom! Mom's precious daughter... Mom has finally found you..."

On the screen, I furrowed my brows and mercilessly shook her away. I took out a tissue from my bag and wiped my dirty fingers.

She got up from the ground, her rough hands desperately rubbing against herself, careful and submissive, afraid of making me unhappy.

"I'm sorry... it's my mother who's not good. She got you dirty and blamed me for it..."

She took out a bag of eggs from her woven pocket that were still stained with feces, but because she had just fallen, half of them had already shattered.

"This is an egg that my mother has been saving for several months, and I couldn't bear to sell it for money. I have carried it for over a thousand kilometers, specifically for you. Don't underestimate it..."

"It's all my fault for accidentally breaking it..."

She took out some dirty and hard Mantou and rubbed them on her body with great treasure.

"It's OK. My Mantou hasn't been damaged, or I would have starved to death..."

And I was just condescending, coldly pushing her away.

"Get out of my way, don't get in my way."

The scene turned and it rained heavily.

My birth mother held up a sign and knelt in the heavy rain, crying and complaining that she had worked tirelessly to raise me and provide me with education. However, I had been away from home for more than a decade and ignored my parents.

They are old and longing for their daughter, hoping that I can recognize her, go home with her, and reunite with the family.

The luxury car I was in drove past her, causing a large splash of water that covered her face with dirty water.

She chased after my car and cried heartily while running.

"Fang'er... my daughter..."

The car slowly came to a stop.

She immediately came over and wanted to kneel down at me in the car.

In the luxury car, I impatiently extended a foot wearing expensive high heels and kicked her away.

"Get lost! If you appear in my sight again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The scene froze as I stood in a luxury car with a cold expression on my face, falling in the rain with my birth mother and crying at me in embarrassment.

The strong contrast crazily impacts the visual perception of netizens.

"Grass! I can't bear it! This vicious woman should die!"

"How pitiful! The college students who sell blood to donate are simply not human! Don't tarnish our reputation as college students..."

"Defensive... This mother reminds me of my grandmother, tears burst in my eyes..."

"No matter what the reason is, just kick her and she'll die!"

"There's no need for a trial, just sentence her to death!"

“……”

The audience watching on site were in a heated mood, shouting loudly to make my scumbag company go bankrupt and ask the judge to quickly sentence me to death.

Some radical even took off their shoes and threw them at me.

The three people on the plaintiff's bench watched the scene, their lips quietly curling up with a secret sense of pride.

After the law enforcement officers maintained order, I was fitted with a memory extractor.

This is the most advanced instrument in the world, and the extracted memory is absolutely real and cannot be tampered with.

The 100 jurors who had hoped to sentence me to death immediately frowned as my memories were extracted from their computers.

For a long time, everyone looked at each other.

The judge received the final result and dropped the hammer.

"The first charge is not established!"

The barrage exploded instantly.

"How could it be!"

Next, my memory will be made public through the big screen.

That was the summer when I was 19 years old. I knelt on the ground and begged my biological mother to return the admission letter to me.

My birth mother stood tall and tore the notice in her hand to pieces.

She tore at me while cursing maliciously, her face twisted and terrifying.

"What do you read? You're just a slut, a loser! Getting you into high school is already a great gift to you!"

"If it weren't for the girls who have read books and can exchange more dowries, do you think you can read with such a loser like you? Damn it!"

"You eat and drink from me, and now that your wings are hard, you actually want to run so far to go to college. If you want to run so far, don't even think about it!"

I cried and kowtowed to her.

"Mom, I beg you, let me read. I won't spend your money. I'll work my own way to earn tuition fees. If I make any money in the future, I'll spend it all on you to repay your great kindness!"

"I will definitely not run away. Believe me, I will definitely make a lot of money in the future and let you live a good life..."

"Please... return the notice to me, please..."

My biological mother gave me a scolding and said, "What kind of money can you make from a girl's movie? A lowly daughter can't be trusted, but luckily she has a descendant..."

"Besides, Chengzu is going to college, and you also want to go and learn how to become a human spirit. So cheap? Do you think you are something that can compare to my Chengzu?"

"If you continue to make trouble, be careful that I'll lock you up too... Hmph! Don't be ignorant!"

At this moment, my biological father came back from outside and slapped me to the ground, pointing at me and cursing, "Cry and cry! You're a broom, you know how to cry! You're the one who ruined my luck!"

"I can't even compare half of Chengzu's toes!"

"You're just like that bereaved star! If I had known you were born, I would have thrown you into the toilet and drowned you!"

Upon hearing this, the birth mother nudged him with her elbow, signaling that he should stop speaking.

My biological father looked out, fortunately no one was around. He muttered and cursed at me a few more times, kicked me away, and cursed as he entered the room.

My birth mother slapped me again.

"What are you staring at? Go cook! Your brother is coming back soon, are you trying to starve us to death?"

"Why are you so vicious!"

“……”

At the age of 19, I was wearing a tattered men's t-shirt that was noticeably a few sizes larger. I was short, bony, and had a waxen complexion. Looking only fourteen or fifteen years old, it was obvious that I was severely malnourished.

My cousin Lin Chengzu is the posthumous son of my biological father, who is one and a half years older than me.

Lin Chengzu is the only male member of their Lin family, and he has a precious treasure.

My uncle had already passed away before my biological mother married my biological father.

At that time, my aunt had just given birth to Lin Chengzu. Not long after, no woman could raise a child, and everything was supported by my biological father.

After our biological mother gave birth to us, Lin Chengzu was injured and taken back by his biological father to be raised as a son.

This is the only root of the Lin family, and it is his reliance when he grows old. It should not be supported like an ancestor.

His grades are average and he is already in college.

And this admission letter in my hand is from a 211 key university.

But they firmly believe that Lin Chengzu is a male child, and even if he goes to a vocational school, it is still very impressive. In the future, he will still earn a lot of money and let them enjoy themselves.