My previous post was too long, and people said it was repetitive, complicated, and unclear. At everyone’s request, this time I’m sharing a version focused solely on my personal journey. I’ll explain what happened to the others who were deceived, one step at a time, using the screenshots they’ve sent me in response to my posts.

I’m a single mom, and the little girl in my arms is my sweetest daughter 👧🏻. From the moment I decided to have her on my own, I had only one thought: I would do everything in my power to give her the best life possible. I didn’t want her to feel less confident than other children from the very start just because she didn’t have a two-parent family.

When I was six months pregnant, I was anxiously waiting for my baby to arrive while worrying about all the expenses ahead. Formula, diapers, and medical checkups, not to mention long-term plans like finding a home in a good school district and providing a good educational environment—every one of these weighed on my mind. An old friend I’d known for years, Lao Zheng Shuibuxing, told me that farming points could be a source of extra income. When I saw the profit screenshots he sent and heard him say I could recoup my investment in a month, I was tempted.

At the time, I wanted so badly to save a little extra and give the baby I was carrying more security. Our long history made me let my guard down. I thought I could trust someone I knew, but that trust ultimately came to nothing.

After paying the fee, I was eager to learn and follow along, but things didn’t turn out as wonderfully as I’d imagined. Following the instructions, I still couldn’t recoup my investment. I was pregnant then, and already emotionally sensitive. Every day I watched the losses in my account pile up—they only grew, never shrank—and felt panicked and guilty. I was a complete beginner and learned nothing useful. He said to ask questions in the livestream, but his streams were at night, when I especially needed rest. I was just a mother trying to pave the way for her unborn child, and the money I’d invested was all the hope I had at the time.

Later, when I failed to recoup my investment with him, I wanted to follow another KOL’s strategy, so I switched to a different referral code with a rebate. Lao Zheng Shuibuxing argued with me over it and hurled abuse at me. Even now, he holds me up publicly as a negative example. It went from trust at the beginning, to disappointment, and then to heartbreak.

After my daughter was born, I was staying up alone to feed her, soothe her to sleep, and care for her. I was already physically and mentally exhausted, with no spare energy to get caught up in disputes. But then he came to me, playing the victim and looking aggrieved, begging me to help clear his name and keep his livestream business afloat.

Thinking of our long friendship, I softened and chose to sympathize with him and speak up for him. I understood that it wasn’t easy for his family to make a living from livestreaming. But later, I finally saw the truth clearly: those enticing profit screenshots were fake, his follower count was inflated, and every impressive achievement had been deliberately dressed up.

I want to make this clear again: I’m speaking out not to vent my anger or because I can’t accept what happened. I simply don’t want any more mothers like me, ordinary people like me, or people who came here to make money like me to look forward to a better future, only to fall into the same trap because they trusted someone and believed those polished fake screenshots.

I never wanted to take things this far. I kept hoping the other party would admit their mistakes honestly. But while claiming not to care, they called those who spoke out jealous, suspected their own followers of being undercover, and spent all night calling, texting, and messaging people who had nothing to do with it—yet they still never dared to address any of the central allegations of fabrication directly. I once held on to a sliver of hope, thinking they still had a conscience. In the end, all that remained was complete disappointment.

These days, my life revolves around my daughter, and getting by isn’t easy. I still feel the same way: I want to work hard to give her a better life, find her a suitable school district, and let her grow up in peace. After everything that’s happened, I’ve also realized that you have to be capable in your own right. There’s no homework to copy in life, and it’s certainly not as simple as copying and pasting. A glamorous image built on lies is ultimately hollow.

As a mother, I can endure hardship, but I cannot accept having my sincerity taken advantage of. I still want to protect my daughter, and I hope everyone carrying life’s burdens alone, as I am, can stay a little more clear-eyed and avoid being hurt by misplaced trust.