I will give the villain and his family a better life.

I was so mad at the author of my favourite novel. The poor villain that I adored so much died. Killed in the prison despite being innocent. I really hate the author for giving the villain a rough childhood, the poor villain had two siblings but they all died due to his mother neglecting them during winter. My little baobao was abandoned by his heartless mother after his father retired from the army his father tried to raised him well but his illness would repeatedly surface. The poor villain was left alone. “If I were their mother I would never neglect such poor babies. I would take care of them and teach them to be a good person.” I said to myself not noticing a truck approaching in a fast phase. The last thing she remember before being struck is thinking about how she will give the villain and his family a better life if given a chance.