Chapter 1: The Little Girl Buying Groceries

"Auntie, your cabbage isn't fresh today, so you should sell it a bit cheaper."

A crisp, clear voice came from the mouth of a young girl about five years old. The little girl was as exquisite as if carved from jade; her tender pink face was set with eyes like black gemstones, and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. Her petal-like mouth currently held a sweet smile. She wore her hair in cute little buns, dressed in a simple pink shirt, and carried a small basket on her right arm, which was already filled with some carrots and cauliflower.

"How is it not fresh, little girl? It's very fresh." Upon hearing that her vegetables weren't fresh, the vegetable-selling auntie was suddenly energized, as if injected with chicken blood. Seeing that such an adorable little girl had come to buy vegetables, her tone unconsciously softened: "Seeing how cute you are, I'll give it to you a bit cheaper then."

"Is that how a mother should act? Actually letting her own biological daughter rely on being cute to haggle? Besides, it's only a penny cheaper." Not far away, a little boy who looked exactly like the little girl stood with a cool expression and arms crossed. He spoke to a woman dressed in red beside him with a hint of disdain.

"You little brat! I've raised you two with my own hands and through all your messes for five years, and I'm not even allowed to ask for a little interest?" As the woman in red spoke, she reached out and gave the boy a flick on the head. From the side, her features were stunningly beautiful, her eyes like autumn waters, her nose like a fine flower, and her skin as white as top-grade mutton-fat jade, making one yearn for her.

"Mom, at least go easy on me! I'm your biological son too..." The little boy ran around clutching his head in a pitiful manner, looking so aggrieved that anyone seeing him would feel an instinctive pang of heartache.

At the same time, the woman in red turned around: "You think I'm being too heavy-handed?"

The crowd that had just been captivated by her beauty now gasped in unison. On the left cheek of this woman, there was a terrifying black birthmark that looked incredibly hideous and extremely unsightly.

"Mom, I'm done buying my vegetables, let's go back."

The little girl's sweet voice drifted over, and immediately after, that pink figure lunged toward the woman in red.

"Mom, there's a group of people who have been watching us..." The little boy suddenly reached out and lightly tugged at the hem of the woman's clothes.

"They must have been stunned by your mother's beauty, which is why they keep staring at us." The woman began to boast shamelessly, causing three vertical lines of exasperation to appear on the little boy's forehead...

Chu Yunluo knew perfectly well that her beauty could only scare people, not stun them. So, after saying this, she raised an eyebrow and looked toward that group.

A group of local thugs in Fengqing Town was slowly approaching the family of three in a circular formation. A fat, big-eared man leading them was looking at her askance, a trace of contempt showing on his face.

Standing beside him was a thin, shifty-looking man, who pointed at Chu Yunluo and said to the fat man, "Boss, it's her! This ugly freak won a hundred taels of silver at our gambling house yesterday!"

So, they had come for this.

Chu Yunluo was very sensitive to the term "ugly freak": "Hey, how do you talk? Who are you calling an ugly freak?"

The son beside her twitched the corner of his mouth: *It's clearly because you parade around every day with a face like that, and yet you won't let people dislike it...*

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the silver you won yesterday immediately, otherwise we won't let you off easily!"

The fat man began to display his boss-like demeanor. At the same time, he considered himself a fourth-rank martial artist and held this ugly woman with her two little burdens in no regard whatsoever.