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The phone screen lit up, and a message from my mother came into view: "Son, your father and I will be home in five hours. Don't wait for us. We have reserved your favorite restaurant tonight. See you tonight!"

I stared at the screen, and my nose couldn't help but feel a pang of pain. At this moment, Wendy was helping me unpack the newly arrived package at the door, and she placed the birthday gifts she carefully selected for me in front of me one by one.

She noticed the change in my expression and smiled gently, "Did Mom send you a message? When will they arrive? I'll pick them up after work and buy them some nutritional supplements."

In the past five years, she married into my family and took care of the family with all her heart. She treated my parents better than her own biological parents. At first, my parents were worried that she was attracted by my money and resources, but gradually, they sincerely accepted this daughter-in-law and praised her every time they met. And I was immersed in this happiness and couldn't extricate myself.

However, the farce at the funeral in my previous life showed me a completely different side of her. The distorted face that accused me of being ruthless overlapped with the gentle and virtuous face in front of me, which made me feel mixed emotions.

She filled the coffee table with the birthday gifts she prepared for me, her face full of anticipation and eyes full of piety.

" Do you like it, husband? I've been preparing for a whole year, all of them are things you've collected, there shouldn't be anything missing, right?"

I took a deep breath and opened the gift boxes in front of me one by one with trembling hands, but tears blurred my vision.

Today is my 27th birthday, but it is also the day I lost my parents. When I rushed to the scene of the accident, I couldn't even see their bodies, and when they were buried, I couldn't even find their ashes.

I lay on the frame, crying my heart out. But Quincy , the assistant who was always respectful to me, mocked me and told me not to cry here and ruin my parents' reincarnation. He told me that my parents drove too fast just to get back and tell me to get out of the house. My dad even changed his will before he died, leaving all his inheritance to Wendy.

Our argument attracted a lot of onlookers, and just as the conflict was about to escalate, Wendy was taken to the scene in a police car.

I thought she was here to speak up for me and clear my name, but I didn't expect her to yell at me in public: "Your parents are so good to you, how could you do such a thing? How have they wronged you to make you so heartless?"

" I've advised you so many times that their money will definitely be given to you in the end, are you so anxious?"

" In order to get the company, you even spared your parents who raised you for more than 20 years. Are you still a human being?"

"It's fine that you didn't treat them well when you were alive, but now that you're dead you're still putting on a show in front of them!"

She was so angry that her face was twisted and her eyes were full of hatred. My pale explanation was drowned out by the extremely humiliating curses from passers-by.

At the funeral, she showed me the identification report that I was not my parents' biological son and told me to get out of the scene. In order to prove my innocence, I chose to call the police. However, when the police announced the results of the investigation, they said that the vehicle had been tampered with and my fingerprints were extracted from it. In an instant, the relatives and friends who attended the funeral beat and scolded me, calling me an ungrateful person.

All kinds of evidence pointed the suspicion to me alone. They picked up the wreaths from the funeral and threw them at me, and smashed the glass of wine on my head. The blood mixed with paint dyed the mourning clothes colorfully.

Some people used this live broadcast to gain millions of followers, and I became the target of online abuse. They cursed me with the most vicious curses in the world until my wife sent me to prison.

Soon after, the news broke that I had been tortured to death in prison, and the anger of netizens subsided. Before I died, I didn't understand why my parents, who had booked a restaurant to celebrate my birthday that morning, were so disappointed in me that they died in a fire.

This time, I must find out the truth!