Wang Yunxiao used to find it hard to relate to stories in which the protagonist was reviled and rejected like a pile of crap wherever he went, only to later turn the tables with a vengeful triumph. Back then, he didn't understand—could there truly be such a scorn-magnet trait in real life?
There could.
And this time, he had witnessed it firsthand.
The lives of the lower class were just that tough, and they lacked the power to retaliate.
Cui Xiaoying hadn't done anything wrong; she had even secured several layers of protection for herself. Despite that, she couldn't avoid people coming to her door to harass her.
Bullying a widow feels good for a moment, an ongoing bullying feels good continuously.