"Get out of the Xu's household immediately. Seeing an imposter like you just irritates me."

Xu Zhiyi felt something hit her forehead hard, causing her to open her eyes in a daze. She looked quizzically at the person standing by the bed.

The person who came storming in to cause her trouble was her older sister by two years, Xu Yutong.

"Second sister, why did you hit me so early in the morning?" Xu Zhiyi was confused. When she woke up, she found out that what had hit her forehead was a kraft paper bag.

The Xu family had three children in total. The eldest brother was studying at university, the second child was Xu Yutong, a second-year senior high school student this year, and Xu Zhiyi was the youngest child in the family.

"Xu Zhiyi, you have absolutely no blood relationship with me or with the Xu family. Your poor parents have plotted it all, allowing you to lead a good life for more than a decade."

"But now, please leave our Xu's household immediately."

Xu Yutong ruthlessly threw back the blanket, urging her to get out of the house streakingly.

Seeing her second sister's serious look, Xu Zhiyi knew this was not a joke. She quickly opened the kraft paper bag. After reading its contents, her face turned pale.

Apparently, she was not a child of the Xu family!

Soon, the parents of the Xu family heard the noise and came in too.

Even before the DNA test results came out, the parents of the Xu family had already brought back their long-lost biological daughter.

The girl, who was about the same age as Xu Zhiyi, wore simple coarse-cloth clothes.

Holding the DNA test report in disbelief, Xu Zhiyi asked her parents: "Dad, Mom, am I really not your daughter?"

Even if not a biological daughter, of course the Xu's parents had feelings for her after raising her for so many years.

Mrs. Xu couldn't stop wiping her tears, "Dear, I can't accept this reality either. You are my precious one, how could everything change after only one night because of a single piece of paper?"

In their household, it was Mr. Xu who always had the final say. He had held high positions for years and rarely let emotions get the best of him.

"Considering we were once a family, let's not dwell on past mistakes. Please go back to your own house. Our real daughter has been brought back."

Xu Yutong said with a look of disgust, "Exactly, get out! You impostor, make way for my sister."

With that said, Xu Yutong voluntarily held Xu Yixuan's hand.

Though the two sisters had never met before, they got along as if they were old companions, becoming familiar in less than half a day.

Blood is thicker than water after all, which made the siter different from Xu Zhiyi, who was an outsider.

Even though Xu Yixuan kept her head down, appearing fearful of her new family, inside, she was ecstatic.

Becoming the daughter of a wealthy family, enjoying endless luxury, was something she would be thrilled about even in her dreams!

Given a second chance at life, she wasn't going to make the same mistake as she did in her past life, wasting herself upon arriving at the Xu family house.

She was born to enjoy the finer things in life, sure to secure her position as the eldest daughter of the richest family.

Xu Zhiyi, watching their loving family, only then came to understand that she was an excluded outsider.

Instead of staying and being looked down upon, it’s better to leave quickly.

"It's good to clarify, I will pack my things and leave."

Despite Xu Zhiyi's soft and delicate appearance, she was in fact strong and calm at heart.

"Nannan," Mother Xu looked at Xu Zhiyi with tears in her eyes, "Your biological parents are just outside the door. After you leave, you can always come back and visit."

The Xu family were respectable people who had raised a daughter for more than ten years. Naturally, they wouldn't become enemies over a piece of paper.

However, Xu Yutong couldn't wait to drive her away. "Get lost! Don't be an eyesore here! Go back to your slum! We might not have a chance to see each other again in our lifetime."

"Oh yes, you also have eight poor brothers. Their living conditions are pitiful, all squeezed into a tiny room. That room is even smaller than our toilet. I really don't know how they've survived until now."

"Xu Zhiyi, be careful of your pauper parents. They might sell you to get more bridal gifts and money for a house for your eight brothers."

Xu Yutong seemed to have harbored resentment against her for a while.

Mother Xu scolded, "Yutong, what kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

"Mom, why are you still defending that little bastard?" Xu Yutong retorted angrily, "Did I say anything wrong?"

The arguing was giving Xu Zhiyi a headache. She quickly packed a few changes of clothes into a suitcase and pushed it out the door.

Outside the mansion, she saw a modestly dressed middle-aged couple.

The man was wearing a uniform from the factory, stained with oil, and the woman was dressed in a dark blue dress with floral patterns.

Xu Zhiyi could tell that both of them were blessed with good looks.

Seeing Xu Zhiyi come out, the couple approached her with complicated expressions.

The woman cautiously asked, "Are you Zhiyi?"

Xu Zhiyi confidently nodded her head and asked, "Are you my biological parents?"

"Yes." The woman said in as gentle a tone as she could, "From now on, you'll take on our surname, Liang, okay?"

"Alright." Liang Zhiyi agreed readily.

"Let's talk about it when we get home," suggested Father Liang.

Liang Zhiyi returned home along with her parents.

The Liangs didn’t own a house. They were renting a small three-bedroom apartment in an alley, where the family, of several members, lived cramped together, just as Xu Yutong described.

The walls inside the house were old and yellowing, with much of the wallpaper peeling off and a few posters of Hong Kong and Taiwanese celebrities on display.

There was a light bulb hanging from the ceiling, with its wires exposed.

The most expensive thing in the house was a second-hand black and white television set placed in the center of the living room.

Compared to Xu’s mansion, this was a whole different world. Liang Zhiyi, the little fairy, seemed to have taken a tumble from paradise, and it seemed tough for her to regain her footing again.

No wonder Xu Yixuan couldn't wait for a moment, he had to swap back with her immediately.

In Xu Yixuan's words, how could such a poor family afford to have so many children to suffer? Did they have children just to let them suffer with them?

Are poor people not fit to have children? The kids did nothing wrong, why should they be forced to face such a miserable start in life?

In a household without even a decent place to sleep, the only expectation for the newborn child is that they don’t starve to death. What blessings can they enjoy?

However, Liang Zhiyi didn’t think too much about this. She was always positive and believed that hard times were only temporary.

Life will eventually get better. When she grows up, there will be a day when she starts making lots of money.