The cold prison door was opened. A woman wearing a prison suit and holding the yellowed file on her hand. Behind her was the indifferent voice of the prison guard. "After going out, be a good person." Be a good person? She smiled indifferently, and the memory of Jocelyn Turner, the body’s owner, gradually emerged in her mind. Jocelyn Turner was born in a famous family in Yanjing. After her father addicted in gambling,her family’s fortune declined. At the age of 16, her mother died of illness. In less than three years, his father remarried and brought back a younger sister. Since then, her status in this family had plummeted. The stepmother bullied her at home, and her sister even took away her beloved boyfriend. She managed hard to endure till 22 years old. In order to consolidate Turner family’s status in Yanjing, her father did not hesitate to marry her to Arthur Morrison---A disabled son of the aristocratic family Morrison. Arthur had an accident in a drill and caused a half-length disability. He might not be able to take care of himself in the rest of his life. Her status in the family was humble and she was treated with cold attitude. In the end, she was convicted of ‘the accidental murder’ and was sentenced to three years in prison. The past three years was broadcasting in her mind vividly, as if it happened yesterday. Sitting in a taxi and looking out at the scenery outside the window, she put her slim fingers on the knees, and grabbed the corner her clothes. Jocelyn’s whole life seemed to be constantly being oppressed and kept on pleading, so in the most desperate moment in the jail, she chose to end her life and thus regenerate her soul. She had all the memory of Jocelyn’s miserable experience. After driving for more than half an hour, the taxi finally slowly entered a low-rise three-story building on the mountainside. She took out the only piece of money from her pocket and thanked the driver and walked to the door of the villa. She pressed the doorbell. "Jocelyn Turner?" The servant who opened the door saw her and suddenly stunned. Then she changed her words. "Oh no, You are young hostess? young hostess is back!" Jocelyn had left for total three years, while no one cared about her in that 3 years. Even though the family Morrison was powerful enough to save her out , They did nothing. They hate her,even wishing that she died in the jail. So when the maid suddenly saw her, she was shocked. But the maid quickly took out the slippers from the porch and placed them at her feet. "Wait!" Before Jocelyn put her one foot into the slippers, a graceful woman walked down the stairs,with a elegant makeup and a red cheongsam on, adding her glory. Her middle finger was wearing a emerald ring, big as the goose egg. She glanced at her face and her face sank. "Are you going to curse our family with such a dirty dress coming in? Joan, take her to the next door to the shower and put on clean clothes lest she brought the bacteria in! Arthur is turning better and I can’t stand him becoming much more serious because of her!" As a result,someone immediately walked up to her and gestured. "young hostess, please." It meant letting her go out. The so-called next-door lodge was a place reserved for the servants to take a bath. It was messy and dirty. They treated her directly as a servant! She sneered, but she was too lazy to haggle over.So she put down the slippers. "Okay, Mom." After that, she turned around and left with the servant. The lady stunned for a moment, feeling much incredible about Jocelyn’s behavior, especially her last word‘mom’, which was particularly harsh in her ears. Jocelyn once called her Auntie. This was the first time she called her Mom. She felt that this woman seemed to be somewhat different after 3 years. But she couldn’t tell where was different, After all, the appearance was still the same.