Expelled from the Duke's mansion, the fake heiress is richer than a country.

Eager to find a place to drop off her mother, Yu Wanran followed behind Old Lady Yu, intending to go inside first. Just then, a young boy rushed out the door, like a little calf, and bumped into her head.

"Bang" sound!

Yu Wanran could no longer hold on and stumbled backward, finally collapsing to the ground. Ji Chunhua, who was behind her, was thrown to the ground and flew a long distance, letting out screams of agony.

"Yu Wenrong, you unlucky brat! Is a dog chasing you from behind? You're so clumsy! It hurts so much... Ouch!"

Upon seeing the unfamiliar girl suddenly appear in her yard, Yu Wenrong was stunned for a moment, then panicked and rushed past her to Ji Chunhua. Her cries were tinged with sobs.

"Mom, you're finally back! You scared me to death... Dad and my eldest brother went to town to ask Uncle for help... Mom, how did you get hurt like this? Waaah..."

Not only did Ji Chunhua grimace and roll her eyes as he hugged her, but Yu Wanran, standing beside him, was also filled with mixed feelings.

The younger brother was still as energetic as ever, his mouth chattering away like firecrackers. In her previous life, he had pushed her out of the Yu family, and every word he uttered was like a knife, leaving her wounded and riddled with holes.

It's good... I still have time to salvage my family's relationship in this lifetime.

She scrambled to her feet and staggered toward the two men. Grabbing Yu Wenrong by the back of his collar, she pulled him away from Ji Chunhua. Upon inspection, thankfully, Ji Chunhua's wound was only bandaged with a little mud on it; it hadn't reopened.

Despite her exhaustion, she bent down, picked him up horizontally, and carried him back into the house.

Yu Wenrong was shocked by the strength of her hands and the naturalness with which she entered her own house, and followed her blankly.

It wasn't until Yu Wanran followed Ji Chunhua's instructions and carefully placed him on the wooden bed in the west room, covering him with a tattered quilt, that he suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly asked Yu Wanran, who was slumped on the edge of the bed, a question.

"Who...who are you? Did you save my mother?"

Facing the girl's cool eyes, his cheeks unconsciously flushed.

"She's your third sister, your own third sister!"

Despite her pain, Ji Chunhua held Yu Wanran's hand tightly.

She knew how badly she was injured and how dirty she was. And this girl, who had never raised her for a single day, risked everything to save her and carried her all the way home.

This filial piety was like a beam of light piercing through the gloom, shining directly into the softest part of her heart.

While touched, she felt increasingly guilty. She looked at her daughter with gentle eyes, but felt utterly disgusted by her son's clumsy reactions and questions.

Yu Wenrong's mouth gaped open.

"Dear, dear third sister? What about ours..."

Why couldn't he understand a word his mother was saying?

At that moment, heavy footsteps echoed as a large group of people surged into the west room. The already narrow and dark room felt even more cramped and oppressive. The few rays of moonlight that had previously managed to filter through the window cracks were now completely blocked.

"Hey, sister-in-law, you're back? How did you get back? What did you do that the officials are going to arrest you..."

The woman's shrill voice boomed as if she wanted everyone to hear her.

Old Mrs. Yu brought an oil lamp from her room, leaning on her cane, and placed it shakily on the bedside table. The flickering candlelight vaguely illuminated the unpredictable expressions on the faces of the Yu family members.

Yu Wanran recognized the loud, sarcastic woman as her aunt, Liu Yan. Grandma Yu lived with her eldest son's family and had often been scolded by her eldest daughter-in-law.

In other families, it's the mother-in-law who disciplines and sets rules for her daughter-in-law. Only in the Yu family is it the other way around; the daughter-in-law dominates and torments her mother-in-law.

Old Master Yu's initial thought was that his eldest and second sons were too honest and kind, making them vulnerable to being bullied. A wife with a stronger personality would be able to support her husband.

But he never dreamed that after his death, his three daughters-in-law would suppress their mother-in-law as well.

The third son's family runs a small shop in the city, so it's good that they don't come home often. Ji Chunhua is also very quick-witted.

The eldest daughter-in-law, Liu Yan, was truly petty and afraid of suffering even the slightest loss. She often quarreled with her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law over trivial matters. She would even openly retort to her husband and second brother-in-law if they dared to speak up.

Over time, the Yu family became her personal fiefdom.

Yu Wanran secretly observed her aunt. She thought back to her previous life, how she had never paid attention to her family. Was the Yu family's eventual division of property because of her?

Ji Chunhua, with a cold face, ignored Liu Yan's clamor and weakly pointed to the people in the room, introducing them to Yu Wanran one by one.

"Ranran, this is your grandma. Those are your eldest uncle and aunt. And next to them are your eldest cousin, eldest cousin's wife, and second cousin."

With a peaceful mindset, Yu Wanran stood up and obediently greeted everyone.

Uncle Yu Tai, like his brother, was honest and simple. Although he was surprised that his brother had another daughter, he still smiled sheepishly and nodded in response to Yu Wanran.

As for her eldest cousin Yu Wencai and second cousin Yu Wenshan, they were completely stunned by Yu Wanran's appearance and temperament. Even in her current disheveled state, she was still the most beautiful woman they had ever seen in Qingping Village.

Yu Wencai stared blankly, unable to utter a single word. Yu Wenshan, relatively quick-witted, also stammered as he spoke. It wasn't until his eldest sister-in-law, Su Li, slammed her foot heavily against the doorframe that the conversation ended.

Liu Yan was furious that her second sister-in-law was in such a sorry state, yet still looked down on her. She turned and jabbed her finger hard into her eldest daughter-in-law's forehead, cursing.

"Walking blindfolded, are you going to clash with the door frame?"

Su Li lowered her head and remained silent. The Yu brothers, Wencai and Wenshan, awkwardly looked away.

Fearing her daughter would find the house messy, Ji Chunhua quickly struggled to sit up and beckoned Yu Wanran to sit back down on her bed.

Holding her hand, he earnestly said to the Yu family, "Mother-in-law, Uncle, my husband and I made a mistake before! Ranran is our real daughter, while Yaoyao... is the true daughter of the Duke's mansion."

Mentioning the name "Yaoyao" sent a pang of pain through her heart, and her expression involuntarily darkened. She had raised her for sixteen years, investing countless emotions. Now her daughter belonged to another family, and she feared she would never see her again.

On second thought, I realized that my current daughter is clearly better and more outstanding.

She was nearly beaten to death by the Duke's men, but Yao Yao never even glanced at them out of the corner of her eye. Instead, she clung to the Duchess, putting on a show of maternal love and filial piety. Her face was full of fawning and ingratiating words, a stark contrast to her usual spoiled and willful nature.

With sorrow flowing through her heart and tears welling in her eyes, she recounted the story of how, sixteen years ago, a concubine in the Duke's mansion switched the baby's birth.

The Yu family suffered an undeserved calamity. And the two children, because of the feuds within the Duke's mansion, were even more innocently implicated.

Holding Yu Wanran's hand, she felt guilty for the sixteen years Yao Yao had suffered poverty in her family. Even more worrying was how her daughter, accustomed to the luxurious life of the Duke's mansion, could accept her family's current predicament.

Grandma Yu, her uncle's family, and Yu Wenrong listened to Ji Chunhua's story with wide eyes, unable to process it for a long time.

"So, Yu Yao has already returned to the Duke's mansion to acknowledge her family? You brought this...this daughter of the Duke back?"

Looking at Yu Wanran, the Yu family members instinctively felt a sense of respect. But upon further reflection, they realized something was amiss: the person before them was a member of the Yu family, a true peasant.

Yao, whom we usually overlook, is actually the real daughter of a duke, a true heiress!