At the mother-in-law's birthday banquet, the scarf I knitted with my own hands was scorned as a "stall-bought cheap item," while the golden necklace sent by my husband's white moonlight was exalted to the heavens. For three years of marriage, I gave like a maid, yet what I got in return was contempt, humiliation, and betrayal. When everyone thought I was a helpless orphan, I smiled and took back my sincerity. Because they do not know, I am the true person in charge of the Lin Group, and this game has only just begun.