"Transfer 10,000 dollars to your brother right now!"

I calmly took out a tissue and wiped the soy milk off my face while saying, "There's no money. He knows where his money went."

Upon hearing this, Zack's face immediately fell and he looked even more aggrieved.

"Mom and Dad, look at her. She spent my money and acted so confidently. Anyway, I don't care. If I don't receive the money today, I will never come back!"

After saying that, he turned and ran out the door.

From childhood to adulthood, what he is best at is to control them by "running away from home".

Although it is an old trick, it is extremely useful.

My mother ran out crying anxiously, and in an instant, my father and I were the only ones left in the narrow, dim room.

"I'm telling you, if anything happens to your brother, I will never forgive you."

After saying this, he trotted out.

I couldn't help but feel sad and sighed helplessly.

It's so old, it's time to replace it with a new one.

When I came back with the latest computer, my parents were sitting on the sofa with extremely unhappy looks on their faces.

"How dare you come back? How can you feel so at ease spending your brother's hard-earned money?"

I really didn't want to argue with them. "Mom, the bank card Zack gave me was an empty card. Isn't the money I've given him over the years enough?"

Now, my words were more like igniting a powder keg.

My father slammed his hand on the coffee table with such force that there was a bang that even the water in the teacup splashed out.

"You've grown wings and are even settling accounts with us. Is he someone else? He's your brother!"

My mother was so angry that she covered her chest and collapsed on the sofa with a painful expression.

"Your father and I gave birth to your brother just to give you someone to keep you company, but listen to what you are saying now."

"Shouldn't it be right for siblings to help each other?"

"You stole your brother's hard-earned money, and now you are acting justified. Is the money you used to buy the computer your brother's?"

"Hurry up and transfer the money to your brother and get him back first."

Listening to what my parents said, the expressions on their faces no longer had the kindness they once had, and in my eyes, they even seemed a little mean.

I sneered and clenched the bag in my hand.

"I won't give it to you!"

After saying that, I simply turned around and went into the room, closing the door with a bang.

Outside the door, the cursing voices of my parents came through the thin door.

I lay weakly on the single bed, making a creaking sound.

I hadn’t slept for a day and a night, and my headache was terrible, but I couldn’t sleep at all.

At this point, I can no longer deceive myself. It took me more than 20 years to admit that they didn't actually love me.

Thinking back to the past, tears rolled down my eyes.

Suddenly, there was a sound of someone knocking on the door with such force that the entire door frame was shaking.

"Get out of here."

My father's roar mixed with the sound of his disciples coming in.

I pinched my swollen temples and opened the door helplessly.

With a "slap", a slap landed accurately on my face.

I didn't even see who hit me before my head was knocked to the side.

"You are so lawless. Now you have driven my good grandson away. Are you satisfied? If I had known you were so vicious, you should have been thrown into a urine bucket and drowned when you were born."

My grandmother is a fierce old lady and my mother is a relatively cowardly woman, so my grandmother is the old lady who has absolute say in my family.

If I could still deceive myself by saying that my parents didn't like me before, my grandmother now openly hates me.

So, I was not close to her since I was a child.

It's obvious that it must be Zack who called her and asked her to come over to help teach me a lesson and vent his anger.

"Mia, why don't you take out the money!"

My father scolded me in a low voice. If it were in the past, I might have really taken out the money to buy some peace and quiet.

But now, I just don’t want to do it anymore.

"I have already used my money to buy the computer. As for my brother's money, I didn't take it at all. Don't you know what kind of relationship he has with me?"

"Do you really think he would trust me so much to keep the bank card?"

"You..." My words left them almost speechless.

"If you have nothing to do, please don't disturb me. I still need to sleep." After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room to close the door.

But then, my grandmother's old, wrinkled hands pressed on the door.

Although she is old, she has been doing farm work all her life, and her strength is even greater than that of a young man like me who is sub-healthy.

She walked into my room almost without any obstacles and picked up my unopened computer with precision.

"Is this the computer you bought?" Looking at the number on the invoice, my grandmother's cloudy eyes suddenly became much clearer. "How much is this, twenty thousand dollars?"

"You damn bitch, you actually spent 20,000 dollars to buy a computer?"

"Okay, since you don't plan to take the money, then give this computer to your brother."

Having said that, he picked up his computer and was about to go out.

I immediately grabbed the bag and said, "Why? Zack broke my computer and I didn't even ask him to pay for it."

My grandma slapped the back of my hand hard, and I let go in pain.

She glared at me and said, "Don't say that you embezzled your brother's money. Even if this didn't happen, what's wrong with you, as his sister, buying him a computer?"

"Give him this computer as interest and compensation to him."

I originally wanted to chase after him, but my mother stopped me.

"That's enough. What do you want? Now you don't even listen to your grandma? You are really becoming more and more unruly."

Finally at this moment, the emotions that had been accumulated for many years burst out completely.

"Mom, are you really my mom? Why don't you believe me? I really didn't take his money..."

My tears fell down, my vision blurred, and I glanced away stubbornly.

But when I turned around again, my mother was no longer in sight.

At this moment, I was standing helplessly at the door, watching the three people in the living room calling Zack happily.

The three people were talking at once, taking out my newly bought computer, with flattering smiles on their faces.

It was like taking credit in front of Zack.

She didn't even finish listening to what I said, and the coldness in her heart grew infinitely.

I closed the door weakly. I was the one who was born first, but I was also the one who became redundant.

The phone on the table kept vibrating, which brought me back to my senses a little. I originally thought it was the editor urging me to submit my manuscript.

But when I swiped the screen and looked at the content of the prompt, my face suddenly changed.

I was cyberbullyed online.

Zack’s friend is a small internet celebrity with hundreds of thousands of fans. He used to tell some half-true and half-false stories about his family.

Although he doesn’t have a lot of fans, he is very good at capturing hot content.

Each post has a high number of views and likes.

I never thought that one day I would become the protagonist in his video.

In the video, he portrayed me as a lazy and gluttonous person who lives at home and lives off her parents and vampire sister.

The comments below are especially exciting.

"What kind of person is this? She lives off her parents at home, and now she is greedy for her brother's hard-earned money."

"I can only say that this brother is really miserable."

"A woman like this is really unlucky for anyone who gets involved with her. Isn't she the ultimate "pick-me" girl?"

"I can only say that this sister is simply a ruthless person. People like her should be exposed."

Looking at all these insults, I don’t know who circled me out.

They even revealed my identity as an online author. This online cyberbullying spread from the short video platform to the comment section under my novel.

All of a sudden, hundreds of accounts emerged, gave me bad reviews, and attacked my life in the comment section.

A feeling of powerlessness that makes it impossible to reach into the screen.

Zack's dialog box popped up again, his tone not quite satisfied.

[Hmph, now you know how powerful I am, right? ]

[Don't think that a broken computer can settle the matter. If you are smart, transfer me $10,000. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that those trolls will find our address.]

The words were full of threats.

Even through the screen, I could still feel his pride at the moment.

I smiled and tapped the screen a few times with my fingers.

[I have used up all the money in my card to buy a computer today. I only have some cash left. You can come back tomorrow to get it.]

After I sent this message, he replied almost instantly.

[It would have been better not to get married earlier, hum. ]

I turned off my phone and lay on my back on the bed.

It was a hot and humid day and there was only a small electric fan turning in my room.

I felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

When he heard that there was money to be made, he worked hard for once and rushed back early in the morning.

What I didn’t expect was that he was also accompanied back by his classmate, Chase Young.

He was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and it was obvious that he was doing a live broadcast.

He also gave a preview in the comment section yesterday, saying that he would let those people see my true face.

I was sitting at the dining table drinking coffee when Chase's phone was almost in my face.

"Family members, come and take a look. This is our 'vampire sister'."

"Hey, hello, sister..."

Chase is tall and thin. Although he is not ugly, I don’t know why he gives me a very vulgar feeling.

Especially those eyes.

Although I was wearing pajamas that were not revealing, his obscene eyes would still glance at my chest from time to time.

I frowned and nodded at him, thinking of going back to my room to change clothes.

But Zack grabbed her wrist and said, "Hey, I'm back now, you still want to hide? Give me back the money."

"Don't think I don't know that you, a lonely old woman, used my phone to give gifts to the male anchor."

Chase held up his phone and echoed the same sentiment.

"Oh, sister, I didn't realize that you actually have this habit. Why don't you give more money to me, your brother? It's better to keep the money in the family."

"It's not enough to suck the blood of your parents, you also want to suck the blood of your brother. What a bloodsucker."

After this statement was made, the comments on the barrage became more active.

"Haha, the host is really good at using the word 'bloodsucker'."